Lotr Half-elf Novels & Stories

Because of this, Cent failed to notice the brewing danger around her. “T-That’s a bit too much to be given as a gift though,” Cent muttered to herself. She was fighting back not to shiver from the pendant’s meaning. To think that it caught my eyes! A dangerous heaving of a group of orcs, half-man and half-boar, broke the silence as the bandits stared at the Halfling who was acting as if she was new to the Nether World. Sensing her excitement and ignorance, the group of orc bandits nodded at each other as they walked away from their brethren – spreading their position to surround the location of the high-priced Halfling.

It was all over. Tarian viciously grabbed her by the chin, pulling the hood down as she screamed, begging them to stop. He stared at her raven hair and thick amber eyes, pushing her hair back over her ears as he smiled, instantly noticing the points. The girl pulled away from him, her heart racing as tears fell from her eyes. "Oh, I see. You are an elf. But you aren't fully elven, are you? No, you are a half-breed." He stated matter-of-factly.

Under the gnomic facade, which looked mostly human, was the true form of the halfling. His ears were somewhere between rounded and pointy, as if something they were only half finished either direction. His skin was not the pasty paleness of the gnomes or the gold of the elves. It had a strange goldish tinge, as if it could not decide one way or the other what it should be.

“Have you never heard of halflings?” “Well, yes, I guess,” I admitted. “But I can’t imagine what a half-dragon would be like.” “A half dragon is just like a full dragon.” “But…” There were many questions that arose from that statement. I had met halflings, and they were not as their parents. A half-Fae was almost indistinguishable from mankind. A half-ogre was not as big, nor as strong. A half-mermaid spent more time on land, than her mer-parent.

Humans can afford to lose elves, but elves cannot afford to lose humans. The orcs are not a small population, and their individual combat effectiveness far exceeds that of humans. Isn't it because they were unwilling to give up the rich continent that they were defeated and driven into the cold and miserable lands of the north? The elves who withdrew voluntarily maintained friendly relations with the human lands. Later, the Dragon God came up with the Dragon Vein Bloodline plan to establish the Dragon God Church and had several places of worship. The elves took advantage of the situation and started the Half-Elf Territory Plan. A few outstanding half-elves were given titles on the mainland,

“What is a being like you doing around here? “Taking a walk.” It wasn’t a lie, after all. “Be careful, creature.” He looked at me intently, his red eyes lighting up for a second. “You do not know what is hidden in the forest.” “Are you talking about yourself?” I smiled haughtily. “I am not afraid of you.” “You should,” he said. “Sienna Sorrell, daughter of Eleonor and Wilder Sorrell. Half wolf, half witch. A hybrid.”

"True, but very rude." The dwarf shrugged again and then turned back to Halafarin. "So, what do you intend to do to find this creature?" Halafarin glanced around the place. Even though it was obvious Neverland was not ready for business, still in the construction and organizing phase of an establishment, a couple of others had entered while they were talking, their glamours dropping as they crossed the threshold of Neverland. Most seemed to be elves, although there were other creatures, such as a satyr, pixie, and a couple of other dwarfs. The elven Warrior couldn't get over the drastic way things had changed where the Seelie happily left the Land Under to come above and mingle with those wh

he said to Kaida, who nodded. "Yeah, I did. I owe you one," she told me. I smiled and shook my head. "Let's leave it at that. I'm cashing it out on you helping me bring Dalia along." At that point, a golden-haired man came striding across the grounds with the kind of confidence that demanded attention. He was dressed similarly to Riven in midnight blue with silver threading that caught the light. "That's Harrion, the prince's half-brother," I heard Kaida say

Having a rough idea but wanting verification, Kirou turned towards Navi before asking, "Miss Navi, why is it that this race has traits from all the other races and placed together?" "That is the half-ling race. Usually, when beings from two different races reproduce, a child possessing traits of both parents is born and they are called half-lings. Oftentimes, the child will just possess minors traits for each parent and lack the main trait for the race itself. Take a look at this." Navi then tapped the sphere and the screens with the other races were replaced with images of each main race and a Half-ling. Navi then pointed at the image of the elves and enlarged it. "As you can see, elves are

I placed my hands in my lap, adjusting my dress to make sure it didn't slide up, as I was conscious that he might steal a glance of my panties. "I am a humanoid elf, which means—more like how werewolves are half humans and half wolves. I am half-elf and half-human. Unlike regular elves, I don't carve weapons either. My mixed heritage gives me a unique job. I don't have a surname, and we don't live with our families. Whenever a humanoid elf is born, we are sent to the groupies, where we grow up and learn everything. I also need years to live, so I buy them," he shared, his words filled with a sense of happiness and openness as he spoke to me.