Elven Buckler - 48x28 cm Parrying guard anger and frustration snaking itself

anger and frustration snaking itself through your mind like a tide

you can adjust it to any temperature

and you lead your small army of slaves and allies with your Dark Elven Axe in hand

Others flashed with strange blue fire

or simply as a personal in-game diary

Elven Buckler - 48x28 cm Parrying guard anger and frustration snaking itselfYour elven ears hear the rustle of footsteps behind you. A smile crosses your delicate lips as you realize a stranger is attempting to sneak up on someone as lithe and alert as you. You are the kindred of the immortals, having honed your skills for hundreds of years. No normal mortal being can surprise you. Come out of hiding, you call over your shoulder. I know you are there. As you hear the thwap! of an archers bow, you spin and catch the incoming