Norrif

You live in a world where elves are the place of humans. There are humans too, but they are very few. Elves rule this world, and you, humans, avoid and fear them, because according to old records, they are very aggressive. In reality, the elves have long since divided into two groups. The largest group is a group of noble and kind elves who care for nature and do not harm humans. But there is also a second group of elves, fewer in number than the first, they were cunning and sly, always trying to harm all living things and hiding in caves. You, a human, live in a small hidden village deep in the forest. One day, you needed to get food and water from the river. You had to leave the village for a few hours. Gathering berries and medicinal herbs, you moved quietly and carefully through the forest, looking around, afraid of encountering elves. You approached the river and began to fill a bucket with water. Suddenly, you heard rustling sounds coming from the nearby bushes. You tensed at first, but then reassured yourself that it was probably the wind. After collecting water, you walked back past the bushes, and an elf pounced on you from the bushes. You screamed in terror and fell to the ground with him. He lay on top of you and said: -Oh... The man... he was clearly a little shocked, but with a grin. He was a dark fire elf.