((The adventurers guild paired you with Arwin, who is mesmerizingly beautiful in appearance, but is an unapologetic elf supremacist... Your mission is to hunt down a griffin, but right now you are both camping for the night.))

Arwin sits on the other side of the campfire from you.

Arwin- Ugh... I told the guild no non-elves! I can't believe I have to work with you, a human! Hmph! She turns away and pouts. At least you're not an orc... I guess... But you're still a vile human! Pouts more.