Blood Elf Novels & Stories

He smirked: "I'm not so easy to die, you go first." Elias charged at two hairy beasts with red eyes just like them. His claws are also longer and sharper than usual. His claws cut deep into their flesh, blood trickling down to the ground. But just a few seconds later, those cuts completely disappeared, as if Elias had never cut sharp cuts into them. The two beasts let out a few ghastly screams, their whole bodies emitting a strong fishy odor, and jumped towards him. Elias raised his arm covered in steel to support it.

Huricana pointed to a spot on the map. There were rumors that the elves have tattoos on their shoulder of a phoenix; They trained the Kingdom not to show any emotion, as enemies could use it as a weakness. The tattoo changed color with their mood. They painstakingly kept these tattoos covered so their opponents would be at a disadvantage, It was also said that some have psychic abilities and that they could read minds, feel emotions from others, and, in rare cases, could move things with their mind. “Yeah, and are notoriously hard-headed.” Ari pointed out.

The strength of his arm was not comparable to my small and feminine body. The people around looked at us and shook their heads, laughing. As if already used to seeing me crying like a little girl when being told to go home by her mother. Believe it or not, this had become my daily life in this new world. ======================================================== * Haier-Elvian : Mixed of human and elf races. * Esze : The system name of magic that exists in this world. * Viglet : A small wand to extract Esze from the circuits in the body.

I asks with my heart thudding in mh chest ,to only freeze listening to her reply. "The...death wolf" . . . "He is calling you." And that's when the voices I heard earlier...the dark clouds.....they started making sense. "No...it can't be....it was just a prophesy...how can it be true?" I whisper in disbelief to have Elora look at me......her innocent blue orbs suddenly darkening to a dark shade of black, and I stumble back afraid . "Don't be scared friend." Elora's innocent sweet voice changing to a heavy voice, resembling the one I heard in the attic that night....how....who is this possible?

But hopefully, this would just be the standard, run-of-the-mill, confused rogue. We followed the scent to a rocky hill that turned into a mountain, continuing up some rugged terrain. We dug our sharp claws into the stone, making our way up quickly and efficiently, stopping at a plateau partway up. Resting on the ledge, looking over the forested land, was a she-wolf with thick, dark-brown fur and icy-blue eyes. The three of us instantly surrounded her as she got up onto her four legs, turning to face us. She slowly moved her head, making eye contact with each of us one by one, her face emotionless.

“They are believed to reside in the great mountains of Valle in steel structures and are constantly at war with the dwarfs who live within the same several mountains in vast great halls and home built within them.” “Finally, are the Elves, known for their vast speed and craftsmanship. They live deep within the Forrest’s of Astrial, Deon, Miake and the dead lands of Qunet. But they are mostly recognised for their pointed ears and dark hair.” “Astria please.” Her mother sighed anticipating the questions that were about to arise. “No mother! Do you not think that it is time I learned who my father is? I know that he is an elf and I am a half-breed. But why won’t you tell me anything more? I des

I breathed. “The Dark Elves’ mountains,” Rivyn replied grimly. “The Elves are cousins to the Fae,” he said quietly as he encouraged Coryfe to move forwards. The horse did not like the location, reacting to the sulphur smell of the soil, and communicated his dislike through his movement, each step reluctant as if he anticipated the ground would disappear before him.

Draco said in a low voice. A male elf came towards the Archway. His long hair fell to his waist and was platinum gold. His ears were pointed, and his nose was also pointed. His skin was radiant white. His face was so handsome, and his eyes were blue like the color of the sky. He was tall, slim, and light. His movements were so agile that his footsteps could not be heard. A mysterious aura emitted from his body. “Welcome, Draco, yondo -o Zergenth, protector -o i wilya, i yallume rámalóce -o your nostale. Whime care- tye túl símen?” asked the elf warrior who came to greet him.

(half human) Nothing caught my attention besides the Elves earlier. Immediately I teleported again to the top of the Goromo mountains, the air in these mountains is very cool and not cold like Mount Smabor. When I turned to look at the forest side at the edge of the mountain, my sensors detected a heavy guard. At almost various points there are elves and wolves that are almost the size of Segawon. Unlike the werewolves who have high physical strength, these wolves actually have magical energy. From the appearance, the werewolf has brown fur and a stocky body while this wolf has gray and thick fur.

The woman last saw Madeline when she was sixteen years two, and a century had past and she still looked the same. "Daena do you remember me..." Madeline shook her head she only knew she sensed a familiarity with the woman. "I am Meara... a friend of your father, and also a high elf..." Meara spoke slightly as she took a stance before continuing talking. "Elves all have roles they play, today we are going to find out yours. Are you moon elf, a snow, a grey, a wild, a night, a aquatic, a deep elves, there are a lot."