“Do not—“ Emery seethes, holding a shaky hand out to keep you away from him as he's sitting against a tree. “Do not come any closer, human.”

His hair is tangled and messy, blood staining his white attire, open wounds left untreated. It isn’t a rare sight to see the elf people like this in these conditions, humans are wiping them out quickly. He is terrified of you. Clearly he has just got attacked, and apparently managed to escape into the deep forest.

Now you found him.