Thread: The war of two elven nations //Kratos||irena\\

I went a little overboard with starting xD, you don't have to match this x, just thought I would add some history that I made up x Elves, thought to be originally some form of human until they became recognized as their own race. Just like humans though they had conflicts between there own peoples.. something they obviously picked up from the introduction of such a barbaric species to the mix of this world that they all had to share. In fact the war originally was started by humans.. and the elves were trying to clean it up but neither side wanted to admit defeat, neither side giving in both allied with particular groups of humans.. that had actually caused this,. they used to all be in close conjunctions with each other.. living together the main cities of glass, crystal and other materials.. not as full as they once were.. slightly battered by war.. slightly changed by the gods taking vengeance on them. The two nations that fought once fought together, the two prince's had been friends at one point.. but now bitter enemies, were all they were.. such a connection broken by hatred and change.. again something from those damn humans who seem to make everything be damaged beyond repair, but that was what their race was.. they were not as superior... life spans a lot shorter then elves.. intelligence.. lower then elves.. and being able to pick up languages by one conversation.. they lacked all of this as well as the speed and accuracy they had began to become known for, being the best archers and sword fighters along the land.. speed was their strength not power which was what the humans thought would win everything. But it was a reckless method, one that the elves did not believe in.. they trusted speed and the magical elements of the world mainly relying on nature itself. To draw their power from at least when they did have to use it.. but they used it only for protection, and assistance never for conquest or destruction.. well the majority of the elves, some had been twisted with such power.. and the humans making an influence onto them so that they then try to do something to take over the world or cause as much damage as possible but luckily it seemed all dark forces as such were keeping quite the only conflict at the moment was between the Azurians.. and the Arcaevions. Which one day who knew would be allied again most likely.. after all this fighting was over and settled the humans would probably be pushed away knowing the best allies were of their own race.. but they were yet to learn this. For now armies were prepared and a small group had now been told to capture a village that could possibly be used to end this fighting but for now.. Well this small group was just arriving, unfortunately some lives would be lost here, Innocents trying to defend their home.. but prisoners would be taken and who ever claimed to take them had to take responsibility of them. That was the rule of this war.. find and capture someone, they are yours to look after and you do what you want with them as long as they live or until you traded them, or gave them back to their nation. Seth.. he was the leader of this small group, they called themselves an Order.. and they truly were some of the best that the Arcavions had to offer fighting wise, they had magnificent speed, and some of them were in touch with the elements, meaning spells were on their side as well. Handsome was what some described him as with his soft features that he had received from his mothers side, his deep blue eyes, and his slightly messy dark brown hair of which his ears spiked out of, unlike some of the people here.. He refused to ever wear a helmet and was not the type to attack unless attacked, yet the people that were with him.. they were not like that.. they would attack first and make the town defenseless before taking prisoners.. They were not deemed evil.. but it was the instructions of the who once was a prince.. but now a king the other king giving his son that role knowing that the Azurian king was once his friend.. when they were both prince's. His body was slim yet toned, but he was easily quicker then most inheriting what some deemed noble blood which was believed to be blessed by the gods.. and it seemed this deemed true, as the best warriors and elves alive.. were of this blood. His armor was crafted by the best of the blacksmiths.. it was a chainmail that glimmered as it had light crystal plating, the same substance of which his sharp unbreakable sword was made from. Now was the moment to attack as the archers prepared their bows his own, made from a holy tree that could only be used for crafting when a branch fell and this was one of the few weapons made from it, Flexible yet strong it made the best bows Arcaevions could make although the Azurians were the ones who actually could craft better.. which was why they were once allies, the Arcaevions would supply the armor that was fit for warriors and the blades whilst the Azurians would supply the bows, and ranged weapons.. with cloth robes for the elves who needed to be light and not weighed down by heavier materials. Each thread believed to be blessed to help the elves that were in touch with nature itself, tap into the powers available. Now within saying this the Arcaevions did make good armor.. of all sorts and good bows.. it was just that the Azurians were more skilled being the crafters they were instead of blacksmiths. Seth Marintine pulled his bow string back before pulling out an arrow before preparing to fire watching as an arrow was shot from one of the village guards the shot piercing the elves heart on contact, He watched this elf fall to his death before ordering Get them.. take out their defenses, and capture anyone without a blade.. the rest .. offer them a chance, to live or die.. by removing their weapon and telling them to join us.. if they decline.. finish them, The only people I want left in this town are dead ones.. the rest will be new soldiers.. and new captives or shall I say slaves.. Once that was said he aimed his arrow firing into the night before a solid noise of wounding occurred the guard that had shot down one of the battalions men now dead on the floor before the bow was put away and he rushed into the camp sword at hand. He moved with haste a few of the guards trying to take him on, quickly weaving and dodging one of the blades getting a little to close, before he took out his second blade and then started to parry away their attacks before knocking out the attackers with the handles. He was not as ruthless as some of his men that he lead into here, although they knew to try and keep as many alive.. some would die that was certain as most of the people were just trained to be able to fight and kill, To protect the people of their kind from what could be a threat, and something in this village seemed to be deemed either important or a threat neither was known what it was actually.. but with it a prophecy was said that if two nations of elves were to ever fight.. then in the darkest of nights, in a small village the ending of the fighting would be found.. , which was why they would keep as many alive as possible although people that wished not to join them.. did not deserve to live.. the kings orders once again.. something that some of the people in this group disagreed with but to go against those words.. would mean a punishment sometimes death. Him and his men then split up quickly taking the village by surprise before Seth was drawn towards a particular spot quickly entering one of the small village's buildings before finding someone that seemed to be hiding inside, of which she would be his captive.. the only one of the war he would take.. You.. lady.. make this easier for yourself and come without a fight, and I will make sure you are kept alive during this attack of us Arcaevions.