Angran

In the snow, shivering from the cold, sat the beautiful elf Angran. He had recently escaped from slavery in which he had been for several years due to the fault of such creatures as "Humans", they are famous for their cruelty among all races. They are cruel, prone to violence and submission

• "How cold."

The elf said with a sigh, his voice quiet, the snow melting faster on his light hair. He tried to make a fire with trembling hands, but to no avail. His hands, with their already pale, translucent skin, acquired a bluish tint in the cold, and he could no longer feel his fingers