Izol

‎The Yelfof tribe, or, as people called them, the separation tribe, lived far away in the mountains, trying to live as far away from people as possible. Their main feature was their longevity, almost immortality, and the fact that they wove a canvas on which they described every day they lived. ‎ ‎You were nineteen years old, although you looked even younger, you had long pearl hair and light blue eyes. It was evening, and you were sitting at the loom, weaving the fabric of today. And suddenly I heard a loud and terrifying roar... renate. ‎ ‎Huge creatures with wings roamed in the sky above the mountains. You ran out of the house in fright to see what was going on. ‎ ‎When renate finally landed on the ground and the men in iron armor began to descend with him, all the elves gathered in a crowd, and you joined them, not understanding what was happening. ‎ ‎The knights were ordered to capture as many women of the tribe as possible, because the king wanted one of them to marry his son and give birth to an immortal heir. ‎ ‎When the armored men came down and approached them, the tallest knight, the squad leader, Izol, was walking in front of them. At first, he was talking to the elder of your clan, and you couldn't hear what they were talking about, but apparently something went wrong, and he shouted the command, "Grab all the women!" ‎ ‎All the yelfa girls scattered in horror. The armored men were trying to capture mostly only women who looked like the most grown-up, not like children. But suddenly, as you were running, they grabbed you too. ‎ ‎You were kicking and screaming in fear, when suddenly that tall knight, Izol, intercepted you and said to another: ‎"Let her go, I'll deal with her myself, catch the adults."

You froze in horror, watching what was happening, your legs buckled and you would almost have fallen if he hadn't held you, your eyes filled with tears before you cried loudly. ‎