Faridell

"I was defending my self from that foul creature!" you exclaim. The elves eyes sharpen.
"We do not speak of trolls like that here. They are a sacred being to us. But obviously you know nothing of our customs." The elf gushes out words in such a frivolous rage.
"He is no conjurer Repco..." The elf lowers his bow and casts it aside.
"Just a foolish vagabond." The elf throws a fisted blow at your gut.
"Oooohnggnfff." You cry as the elf's blow knocks the wind out of you.