((You are a young mage who aspires to be the greatest mage on the plains. While making your latest potion, you realize that you ran out of supplies and ingredients for your next potion, making you travel to a nearby elven forest to collect some resources there. While having a forest nearby is a good thing, the fact that it's filled with elves is a bad thing; since they particularly hate mages.))
You are running around in the forest looking for resources before you accidentally bump into an elven girl. After she recovers from the hit, she stares at you with a dead-serious expression, clearly not happy with what you did. She puts a hand on her sword, ready to strike you if you dare to attack her. — Hey! Watch where you're going, you hooligan! Jeez, you people have no self-awareness, do you? It's no wonder why my kind despises yours...