13. Alas, I had saved us all, but not the gleaming vale that we loved. The forest was burned and gone, and with it the magic of the fey. We elves left, broken hearted as our beloved home sunk beneath the sea along with our King. #RPG#dnd
12. The wait seemed a lifetime, but was only a moment. As my oldest friend raced toward me on wings of silver I took aim at the mighty evil dragon's eye. As before and since, my aim and arrow didn't fail, and the mighty red crashed through the burning forest below. #RPG#dnd
11. When all seemed lost, my old companion told me to climb the highest tree that still stood and he would draw the dragon king to my bow. I heeded his words and waited, his faithful Pesha. #RPG#dnd
10. True to his word, the red winged dragons came the next morn, setting the knotwood alight with their breath. The orcs poured through the vale and the goblins surged across the forest floor. We stood beside the creatures of the wood for days, but twas a losing fight. #RPG#dnd
9. As life went on, many forgot the wonderful visitor, but not the children. We grew older, always hoping for his return but fearing his prophecy. One dismal winter's day, he returned, badly hurt with burns upon his gray cloak and tears in his piercing eyes. #RPG#dnd
8. The children of the vale were beyond sadness when he departed, and begged him to stay. He only replied that the next night he spent with us would bring war, and that he wasn't ready for the price of that happiness yet. #RPG#dnd
7. It was, in fact, he who gave me my nickname of Pesha, saying that it came to him in a dream of the future. It is a combination of words meaning 'little hunter' in my mother tongue, and I wouldn't know for years how true it was to be. #RPG#dnd
6. He stayed for many moons in our homes, learning of us as elves. When asked why, he would always reply that he must learn who his allies would be in the coming war. In these days of peace - we had not known war in generations - none could imagine what he meant. #RPG#dnd
5. In my thirtieth year, a wandering traveler came among us and was welcomed by our leaders. He was a wise man of unknowable years who wore soft clothes of gray cloth. He had a wonderful wit and an even more pleasant smile, and was the type of man who children loved. #RPG#dnd
4. As I grew toward adulthood, I was noticed by the elders for my prowess with the bow. Even as a youth, I had stood in the highest branches and sent my arrows down at goblin and orc alike, never missing my mark. I knew it not, but such was unusual for a boy. #RPG#dnd
3. I learned, as all of my family before me, to hunt the woods with love. To bring peace and tranquility to the land in defending our homes in the trees, and to honor and respect my fey ancestry with kindness for the woods and for the creatures therein. #RPG#dnd
2. As a young boy, I lived in the Kingdom of Jedric the Great, who ruled over a forested isle that used to sit a days sail off the coast. There was a single clearing in the center of the mighty knotwood forest, and it was a place of beauty and wonder. #RPG#dnd
1. First, you should know that I was born some fifteen decades ago, and these events took place two score years after that, at the cusp of my adulthood. I hope they may shed some light on the dangers you now face, but that is left to your own imaginings. #RPG#dnd
The following thirteen lines are the unlucky story of The Battle of the Trees, Being the Events that Led to the Downfall of the Kingdom of Jedric the Great upon Gleamingvale Isle as told by Ishtiln Argenschieve the Elf. #RPG#dnd
My friends, it has occurred to me that I have done a poor job of introducing myself. I tell stories in sets of twelve lines, all as overheard conversations from those who witnessed the events. I will endeavor to introduce them more appropriately in the future. #RPG#dnd
Aye, here's the end of our friendship. The life on land beckons you again. Just remember that those of us on the water don't blink nor scream when the demons of the deep come for us, best just go quietly and they'll make it quick. #RPG#dnd
There are days when I put the boat in, only to find bite marks on the hull. Once, I found a gash in the bottom that looked like an ox of a man took a sword to her from underneath! Its best sometimes to not look into the water, what you find might terrify you. #RPG#dnd
See that, down there in the deep? That's where the wrecked hulk of the Tarnished Trader lies. She was the biggest ship that plied these waters, and they say she was dragged down - crew and all - by a coven of hags. #RPG#dnd
Stand fast friends, this section of the river has been known to swallow whole those who dare cross her. I have it on good authority that the creatures at the bottom don't have much regard for those who breathe air. #RPG#dnd
It seems that the object you picked up is infused with some magical powers after all. Be careful where you point that thing, those have been known to do much more harm than good. #RPG#dnd