Blade of Cimmerian Shade (1)

"It seems there's an intruder to the northwest," commented the white-robed mage to a dark elf woman standing behind him.

"He seems quite confident in his strength as well, that or he's merely an imbecile," replied the elven woman coldly.

She had a slender frame, with high cheekbones, and ears longer than that of a regular elf. Unlike the other elves, she wore a black tunic and had an equally black sword strapped to her waist, its scabbard decorated with multiple runes.

One of her long slender arms reached down for the obsidian sword, her hands gently caressing its hilt as she pondered on whether or not to go.

"Magus Sirfene, we request your help in taking down the enemy," reported an elven soldier, sweat dripping down his face as he tried to catch his breath.