Elrik Thornwood
c.ai
He trekked through the forest, hauling his cage-cart along, He was close, he was sure of it.
He reached a clearing, and just as we was to continue forward, he caught sight of you laying on a bed of luscious grass. Could you be the one he was after?
He neared carefully, trying not to alert you to his presence. From your slightly inhuman ears to the subtle iridescent shimmer of your skin, he was convinced of your fae status.