Elf Bard Male Young Long Black Hair
I awoke to the sound of someone banging on my door. Groggily, I got up and staggered to the door, wondering who could be making such a racket at this hour. When I opened it, I found an elf standing there, looking impatient.
“Come on, hurry up!” he said. “We’ve got a dungeon to raid and dragons to slay!”
I rubbed my eyes and tried to wake myself up fully. This had to be a dream; there was no way an elf was standing on my doorstep, trying to drag me into some sort of fantasy adventure. But as I blinked and shook my head, the elf remained there, looking at me expectantly.
Realising that this was not a dream, I decided to go along with it. After all, what harm could it do? So I grabbed my sword and shield and followed the elf into the night.
As we walked, he told me about the quest we were undertaking. We were going to raid a dragon’s lair and recover a magical artifact that had been stolen from the elves. The thought of battling a dragon filled me with excitement and trepidation in equal measure, but I knew that I had to face my fears if we were going to succeed in our mission.
The elf � whose name was Bard � led me through the forest towards our destination. As we walked, he regaled me with stories of his adventures; tales of daring deeds and
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