Date/Time: 2018-03-11 17:54 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] respired
respired: but you don't know me boy (you might know my name)
[ Koltira grits his teeth. ]

I will never be enslaved again.

[ That said ... ]

But this world seems to know little of elves. I have seen but a few since my time here, and none of them native.
Date/Time: 2018-03-19 18:11 (UTC)Posted by: [personal profile] respired
respired: he'll make one for you (one of these days)
I don't care what they think.

[ He cracks his knuckles. He'll kill anyone who tries to drag him back to that depraved state. Without question, without hesitation.

But he shakes his head at the question. ]


My people bow to no one. But their numbers were cut to the bone by a terrible army of the dead, and many of us were raised to fight in that army's service. We have largely broken free.

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