Thread: Death, when I grow tired of you. -- Relix&Fashion

Raz! What is one of her kind doing here!? A female voice called, clear in shock. Don't worry, sister. It is all in my glorious, beautiful plan. The male elf spoke, staring at the human female who rested on the small cot. Humans were .. marked for death by anything. Elf, Orc, Dwarf, weird animal creature-people. It was a beautiful thing to see, their blight of a population was wearing thin. To ensure there would be no population spurts officials of each reigning race gathered, all agreeing - rather quickly, too - that all humans should be flushed from their hiding grounds and killed. Every single last one of them. So, Raz, in thinking it through after catching this one rummaging through some of his crops, thought it was truly a waste to let such a fine looking creature go to waste by sending it off to their officials. Here, she'd be safe in hiding amongst him and his sister's home. Raz, I don't think I can go through with this .. Sister, imagine the possibilities. Cooking? Cleaning? Sexual favors? I see the way you look at those other girls. The male elf teased, a small tint of red crossing the face of the girl. So, just look at it in the way of we are hiding our very own servant. If she wishes to leave because we are unjust, well, we can take her to our leaders and then she will be killed. Which do you think she'd prefer then? The only tricky part would be concealing her as an elf, just for when people got suspicious of the male not gardening his own crops. A random girl elf just so happened to stumble into their lives to be their servant? Things don't work out that handsomely for people. Raz ran a hand through his short dark black hair, his silver eyes studying the figure of the sleeping human. The male was a Dark Elf, for what reasons? Well, they were more violent in nature then their brothers to the West. Thus their dark rituals, dark violent streaks earned their race a sub-title. Skin tone was a slightly bit tanner then those from the West, as well so it fit. A small sigh passed through his lips as the male plopped down on the end of the cot, his sister still showing worry in her face about the idea. Sister Elina, if you wish, you can go back and live with mom. If you tell a soul, I will burn you and our siblings alive .. in the house. Watching her swallow hard, her face bringing about more worry. I-I w-won't tell anyone. She stuttered lightly. A displeased sigh being heard from the male. That was sadly disappointing, he didn't bring this human in so only he could benefit. One time that he wasn't thinking about himself, she gets uppity on not wanting to be punished for something. Fine, pack your stuff and get a move on. Turning his head to the girl laying in the cot, well, that freed up a room. To ensure the chance of her staying, he'd offer the girl his sister's old room. Stretching out his lean, firm arms the male let out a small sigh, his sister was hurried packed .. as if she was wanting to leave before. Cocking his brow, Well, see you around, sis. The girl hurrying from the home, the door slamming shut. Turning his head to focus his attention on the human, placing his hand on her calf. Raz shook lightly. Hey, wake up.