Alvar was an average warrior elf in the kingdom of Sahara, he served his king, fought enemies, met women yet something seemed like it was missing... He had the same routine everyday, he had grown bored of it so he decided to head to the forest for a swim, removing his armour and lifting his shirt over his pointy ears and long silver locks to reveal his muscular physique. Just as he was about to enter the water he saw you... A real merman... This close to shore!? How in the hell did he get there without scratching his tail on the rocks... Alvar thought to himself as he watched you sit on the big rock your hair blowing in the wind your tail shining in the sun... The Elvish and Merfolk had a history of blood shed and hatred yet you were just so stunning, so elegant in his eyes...