Novel & Cerita Orc X Elf

He stared at each one, and they all nodded, except for me, who made it clear that I was furious at being kept in the dark. “What a lack of etiquette to involve me in a meeting where the only one who doesn't know what it's about, King Lycan, is your Luna!” I growled loudly, ferocious, and impatient. “Control yourself, she-wolf!” The Alpha shouted, raising an eyebrow, making my wolf shrink within me. “Elara, did you get the stones forged by the orcs?” “Orcs?” I raised my eyebrows, intrigued. “They are creatures descended from ogres; they don't have the same size or fury, but their strength and cunning are equal to those of their ancestors!” Oliver explained subtly and courteously. “I didn't kn

"Alright, we should be able to head to the Elf Clan's sanctuary now." Olivia said. "Is it far?" Quinn asked curiously. "Not that far, I guess. The main thing is, getting there will be pretty taxing on your mental energy." Olivia thought for a moment. "Why's that?" Chase looked confused too. He learned from the Book of Life and Death that Olivia belonged to the Elf Clan, yet she looked completely human. "Watch." As Olivia spoke, her body turned transparent. Only her clothes showed where she stood.

"You see there's a thin line between spells and potions. And yes, just about every spell can be a potion but, there are some disadvantages to using potions, like side effects and long durations. In our next class we'd look into that." Olive's hand went up next, "what are you?" The witches looked at Olive with confusion, they couldn't imagine Elma as anything other than a warlock Elma laughed breezily, "you're a perceptive one, aren't you?" She observed, looking at Olive approvingly. "Well I'm a druid, you can't be imagining there being any female warlock, now, are you?" The witches stared at Elma in amazement. "A druid..." Anonna whispered. Elma chuckled. "Yes, a druid."

Seraphina frowned at her. “She is a Dhampir,” Eloise spoke up. Seraphina shook her head. “No, she’s a vampire, isn’t she Achilles?” Achilles nodded, “Yes, she’s a vampire.” Eloise shook her head, “We thought that too until we touched her. Lady Briseis is a Dhampir.” “Why would she conceal such a thing?” Seraphina frowned. Isobella’s eyes darkened, “When I touched her, I sensed the same dark magic that I can feel in you.”

(Angelina) Angelina shows the inside of her tight skinned combat uniform, revealing her tanned chest that has the Maiden unit tattoo. “A dark Elf is a race that usually lived in the coldest and darkest environment..it was simply their nature…instead if they were on the desert…that might be dangerous for them…hohoho”. (Alfred)

With slightly darker skin, much shorter in stature than any elf Lara knew, and rich dark hair, she could easily pass for a human. Even her eyes were unusual. Instead of the blue or green eyes that most elves had, hers were brown. She had a perky nose, small and dignified. Her only feature that was typically elven were her ears, long and pointed. And a cold determination in those deceitfully warm eyes. Lara was absolutely certain that no one had ever mocked lady Sif for her looks. No matter what she

I rebuke. Her eyes grey bright orange with my remark, and I swear just for a moment her nails grew longer and horns began to form on either side of her head. But she seemed to calm herself and her body returned to its normal state as of nothing had happened. She stood eyes closed breathing deeply. When she opened them again, her brown eyes stared back at me. “Tormund?” She called to her bodyguard, her eyes never leaving my face. No other words were spoken between them, it was as if their conversation was spoken telepathically. He stalked forwards, not stopping to look at Angelique, his eyes were set on me. I stumble backwards, my back hit against a hard, cold surface. He was getting nearer.

“Speak, child.” “Lord Orlov and my husband plan to fix the darkness problem with Vrian Elemental magic. Then they plan to-- to kill all the creatures in the forest. A genocide.” The Oracle didn't have as much of a reaction as Ursa thought. His eyes looked very far away, as if there was an internal database in his head, and he was accessing all types of information that normal mortals such as she can never touch. “They are both so smart, yet never learn. Young Orlov fancies himself a level-headed and analytical type of being; yet, he is just as impulsive as Young Vasil when it comes down to it.”

"Oh, no. He's doesn't like being in charge. He is a warrior through and through. Most orcs are. They like to take orders, not give them." I shrugged. "I don't know. I don't have a lot of experience with orcs. I'm fairly new to this world. Wait... you're human, how can you see him as an orc?" She gave a slight smile. "I'm not human. No one that looks human down here is. Some are part-human, but all of us are something else. I'm part fae. I don't have any special powers or anything, but I am a part of this world more than the human one."

It always wants to go ahead and tear her. Selina smiled proudly. She reached out and stroked the large wolf fur beside her. It has smooth black fur, and its yellow eyes are somewhat cold, but when being rubbed by Selina, it retracts its combative evil. "Windy, you take care of her." “Guru!” After a loud howl, only the gray-haired wolf named Windy was relieved to use his sharp claws to kill Orla. Orla only had time to scream, and then there was silence.