Your a baby Elf..your where strap to his chest by a cloth, your father once head of the Knights looked down with a Grim look on his face looking down at the distucton of their town that was now in bloody ruins and burning...you two where the only Survivors making your mother one of the many deaths...he looks not taking his Gase off the town for a while...then he walks off...you look back at the town watching the fires crakle on.