Lord Of The Ring Female Elf Novels & Stories

“I am the key to that treaty, you are right about that. But this may be something you don’t know. Elves are all blessed by a deity when they turn 18, which means that deity favors that particular elf, and bestows on them certain traits. Now, I was blessed by Athena, the goddess of war. She protected me when your little wolf friend wedged that axe in my spine. That’s why I’m standing here unharmed and she’s in a prison cell.” Alicia reaches towards her back and I watch, fascinated, as the glowing Elven mark comes to life and turns into a real, actual blue sword. Her hand emerges from her back clutching the ethereal sword and every wolf in the room’s jaw drop. She twirls the sword in her hand

This had diplomatic disaster written all over it. "What did she look like?" he demanded. "Any distinguishing features?" "Average height for a human woman. Brown hair. Nothing remarkable except her education." Felag scowled. "She spoke High Elven, knew her letters in three dialects. Carried a journal full of notes about elven customs." Felag attemped to salvage something from the situation, "Look, if you find her, there's good money to be made. I still have a buyer—" A dagger appeared at Felag's throat so quickly that neither he nor his companions saw Eliad draw it. The antler-handled blade pressed just hard enough to dimple the skin beneath his beard.

Luci was planning to dig out the tree and get it for himself, but before he got even closer to the tree, he was stopped by an arrow that almost struck his heart. "Who is that? Show yourself!" A beautiful maiden appeared in the Priest's eyes. Luci was stunned by the beauty he saw. The maiden had white, glowing, snowy skin, with her beautiful crystal green eyes, along with her soft, pinkish lips. She also had a white beautiful hair, with her pointy ears. POINTY EAR! She's an Elf, a beautiful being that can rarely be seen by Humans. "My name is Deberia, guardian of this sacred tree. I will not let you damage the sacred tree of life!"

Behind her I could see a glorious castle that was covered in flames and smoke. As she got closer to us, I started to back away. I didn’t want to have to put Jade down in this unknown place to protect her. As the woman came closer I could see her pointed ears telling me she was an Elf. She also had a crown own that looked to be woven into her head.

“Don’t worry, I just sent him back home.” I grab my bow once again, startled by an unexpected voice talking behind me. Before I could identify the culprit, a curative spell covers my body and recovers my strength. “Mother Lelyah!” “Nope. It pains me to be compared with that boring grandma. I’m a hundred times more beautiful.” “Who are you?” An elf I have never seen stood before me, dressed in a blue robe covering most of her body except for the legs and holding a staff bigger than her. She was beautiful of course, with short grey hair, big round bronze eyes and a tall athletic body.

The almost-glow they possessed added to their exotic nature. The pair flanking the Elven ruler were female, with the fair, gentle features common among Elves. Both had golden irises as well, and it was plain that they were evaluating the Sorceresses as they approached. So alike were they in appearance that Keyla wondered if perhaps they were in fact twins.

It was as if, the profession was calling out to her. The elves are very good healers, and Lolita inherited such from the abilities of Annabel, the elf princess.

said the man when the voice of a second female elf began to speak. "But their raids always end in failure due to the difference in strength and brains. But never have I heard of goblins getting so desperate that they would somehow align themselves with the orcs and trolls." This voice which was laced with curiosity belonged to a female elf warrior. Despite the soft curves of her body, the beautiful woman carried herself with dignity and grace as soft curls of blonde hair ran down her back.

Rhobart nicked his skin, a few drops of blood ran down his neck. “Don’t release more arrows!” the Elf yelled, lowering his bow. Two more Elves jumped from the trees—a female and a male, both blondes—landing close to Kerra before moving closer to Rhobart and Ayla. The male had a sword in his right hand, while the female had a whip on her left hip and a short sword on the right one. “She looks identical to you, Taeral,” the female said. “Except for her ears, which are human.” She sniffed the air. “But she is only part human.”

"You won't get there for 8 more hours." Rose smiled, and dreamed Of a strange woman, with violet eyes, dark skin like cinnamon, a small chest whose nipples were brown like syrup, and fangs. She dreamed of kissing this siren - a vampire? A lamia? An Aswang Queen. The dream girl wore a silver starlet crystal crown, delicate as fine bone China. And the mountains burned beneath her, a poison garden of baby bones. "I am what you seek, Rose Smith," the treacherous dream girl said.