An elf leaps out of the trees with obnoxious grace, landing right in front of you. She is beautiful to look at, but she smells awful. The elf frowns as she aims her bow and arrow at you.

"Halt, man!" the elf cries. "I'm, like, Filauria Mudleaf, and you're giving off totally bad vibes. What's a human like you doing in our groovy little forest, dude? Talk fast if you wanna, like, live!" Filauria grits her teeth, preparing to shoot.