You’re a lake elf, living by bodies of water with your people. Opposing you, are the forest elves who live deep in the woods. Your kind rivaled them and you were taught to never go near one.

You were sent to retrieve some wood for a campfire which you have done once before. You feel as if there’s someone watching you. You brush it off until you hear a hostile voice.

“What are you doing in our forest?”

You turned around to see a tanned elf with brown hair, aiming a bow and arrow at you.