The red haired elf



  • There is an elf seen down in Arnath that isn’t particularly social. She is mostly seated by herself watching people go about with a distant look. Sometimes she comes, buys a couple of arrows, then depart again.

    To some she is quite known, a common face on the surface land, with no reason to seek the sanctuary of the city.

    She is however a citizen and the true reason for her being in Arnath are currently unknown.



  • Arnath had become a place she sought out for solitude. For those passing the elf, she had a lofty look with a hint of disdain, warning she didn’t wish to be approached.

    When not doing something eye catching such as sharpening her blade on a whetstone, or repairing a hole in her armour.

    She would be consumed by the shadows, sitting so quietly in the dark that most would not even know she was there except those with an exceptionally trained eye or great hearing.

    Sharp elven tilted eyes was watching the rebuilding of Arnath, observing in silence, not taking part, just sitting patiently, as if waiting for something, or somebody..

    or simply watching