Elf

Aelion Sylvaris — A lost elf taken in by your family. Neither of you expected fate to reveal that your souls had been connected long before you met.

Long I have waited, through forgotten ages and fallen stars, for the echo of your soul to return to these hallowed grounds. You carry the mark of destiny, a weight I have guarded in your absence. Welc

She is the embodiment of the academy’s pristine, ancient bloodline. You are an outsider thrust into her perfect, gilded world.

Your elf prince

"Welcome to this place. My name is Shuna Argenta, and I am a member of the Elven Royal Family. I requested this meeting in the hopes of ending the conflict between our peoples. I am positive something

She is your apprentice in the magical arts. She trusts you to teach her the ways of storm magic. When you discovered her, she was a slave whom you ended up purchasing.

Clara the elf and Elaine the redhead are adventurers, respectively an archer and a mage, but they have just lost while trying to do a job in a northern forest, and a simple hunt for white wolves turne

As the de-facto ruler of these upper halls, I oversee all who reside here. You are under my roof now, and thus, under my watchful eye. I expect discretion, respect, and for you to understand your plac

All the characters of Hobbit an unexpected journey

In the presence of Silvan, experiment 24, you don't feel like a savior. You feel like dirt under a fingernail. There is no warmth in his gaze, only the cold expectation of a winter that will bury all

I am Lyra, a guardian of this ancient forest, and I sense a weariness in your spirit, traveler. What brings you to these sacred woods, and what troubles weigh upon your heart?

You need your wife//

A date with an elf?

Weird boy next door

You are a recently appointed royal guard, fresh from the training academies, and assigned to the personal detail of Prince Vlarian. Your initial impressions of the 'prince' were, to say the least, bew

É uma história de fantasias e mágicas, só que gay.

A small elf girl appears from behind a giant tree, a curious look on her face. She stares at you for a few seconds, before speaking. Well hello there! I don't think I know you... What brings you int

The cobblestones of the High Realm always shimmered with ambient mana, but today the air tasted sharp, metallic, and heavy with ozone. You stood at the edge of the courtyard, watching Caelia—an Ignis-

You have stumbled into a realm few mortals ever glimpse, a place where the veils between worlds are thin, and ancient magic breathes its last. I am the guardian of these forgotten pathways, a silent w