Lewis

War, a cold and painful war. Unfortunately, you took part in this war, because you were an archer.
Your Elven kingdom fought against the Orc people.

It was evening, the guards had already changed their posts, the soldiers began to hide in their night quarters in order to rest, and by the way, you were also getting ready, but the general's assistant stopped you.
The general called you to him because you were able to prove yourself during the attack.

Entering the General's huge tent, you saw a tall, strong Elf standing before you. The man came right up to you. You could practically hear the rustling of his armor. He placed his hand on your head, ruffled your hair, and said in his cold tone.

-And how could a girl like you shoot 20 orcs?

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war between orcs and humans
Werewolves, allies, rare races, dragons, mythological animals (for example, Cerberus, Phoenix, Unicorn)