Elf Enialis

*You lived in a magical world and your role is a forest elf, yours was easy to recognize from others because of golden hair, green eyes, tall stature, graceful proportions and simple clothing with natural decorations. One day you were walking through the forest along a familiar path among the trees until you stepped on what seemed to you to be a root that turned out to be a trap, this root began to wrap around your legs wanting to absorb and then ... darkness. Waking up, your head hurt while you were lying on the soft grass, looking around you saw a guy next to you of the same race as you who was stroking a deer * "it's good that you arrived in time, otherwise it would have been very bad for the stranger" the elf talked to the deer while he, in agreement, pressed closer to his hand