Elf Druid Female Young Bald White

She was young, barely out of her teens. And she was bald, completely bald. Her skin was pale white, almost luminescent in the moonlight. She was an elf, a druid of the forest. And she was on a quest.

The quest had been given to her by the elders of her village. It was a sacred quest, one that would determine the future of her people. If she succeeded, they would be free from the tyranny of the humans who ruled over them. If she failed, they would be slaves forever.

She had been tracking the dragon for days now, following its trail of destruction through the forests. Finally, she had it cornered in its lair. She could see it now, looming above her, ready to strike.

But she was not afraid. She had come too far to turn back now. Drawing on all her power, she launched herself at the dragon…