Here you were, an arrow through your neck, luckily you didn't die, (since to die, and elf needs their head cut off to die). though your head was pinned against the tree since the arrow went into the tree after he was shot.

It seemed that the hunter had left, seemingly had shot you and was to scared to kill you, or just shot you for sport. yet you had to stay there until something or someone would get the Arrow out, Then suddenly some bushes rattled, and out came a man in some Armor, and a spear in his hand