As long as I behaved, I should be fine here. They let me in the gates at the very least. When I asked where we were going, they told me that I was going to the elders. I really enjoyed how the settlement looked. The Wood elves commonly felt they were in harmony with their natural surroundings and an examination of their art helped to justify this belief. While wood elves did not wander like wild animals as the wild elves did, wood elves did their best to have a minimal impact on the natural surroundings, a fact reflected in the architecture. Frequently, wood elven homes were made of natural fieldstone or carefully furnished wood, but on occasion wood elves were known to do without even these creature comforts, living in the limbs of mighty trees or sheltered caves, rejecting furniture or any possessions they could not carry. So close did wood elven villages resemble their surroundings that humans were occasionally known to wander through one without even noticing. Increased contact with other races caused some of these cultural practices to come in question. These were tree dwellings.
Because of the commotion I had caused, all of the older elves were keeping the younger ones with them. I did not blame them for that at all. You could not be too careful in these times. Especially with Players of varying motives and morals. When I was brought over to the biggest tree in the center of the forest, the elders came out and all of them looked at me. I looked at them in turn. "Is this the human causing the ruckus at the gate? Send him away." one of them said. Another one of the elders said "I don't know about that. We can have some manner of trade if he keeps himself in check." A third elder just shook her head. "Why don't we just go ask him what he wants here?" she asked. The then turned to me. I said "My name is David. I wanted to see what you were doing over here. Maybe even join and train with you" It was true to a certain extent. Specking into an elven subclass could be really cool if they let me. I was a warrior. I would have to see what they would let me do. They might even not let me stay here and kick me out. The ball was in their court now. I had to wait on them.
Calling them out would not be good. They looked at each other and the female said "If you wish to live amongst us, you must prove your worth to Kearie Clan." I nodded my head. "What would you like me to do for you?" I asked. They were not going to just let me be apart of them for free. One of the male elders said "We are at war with the elves of Ralora Clan. If you go and aid us on 3 raids, you may settle here." That was fair. "When is the first raid!?" I wanted to know. It would be in a few hours and I would need to be ready. When they showed me the raiding party There were 10 elves going. There were 5 males and 5 females. Wood elves had hair colors ranging from black, blond, brown, copper to red. The eye colors ranged from green and brown to hazel. Their skin was fair. Wood elves tended to dress in simple clothes, similar to the moon elves but with fewer bold colors and a greater number of earth tones that blended into their natural surroundings. Due to a harsh, naturalistic lifestyle, wood elves loved to wear leather armor, even when they were not under immediate threat.
It was good for engaging in a raid. Wood elves were identical to other elves in height and build. The males were larger than the females. Wood elves were often stronger than the other fey races, including other elves, but were frequently less cerebral than the moon and sun elves, who put a greater value on education. We were going to go further into the forest and make an attack. It was going to be a smash and grab operation. That was going to be pretty easy. I was going to go for all of the goods and take all the valuables they had. Who knew whether or not any of this would work? It was just as likely that these guys would get wiped out by the other clan. I might not even have to do all the fighting. The raiding party was looking at me warily. Since I was going, they would have to trust me, in part, with their lives. I was a stranger, so I could just as easily stab them in the back on this raid. Not only that, but I was a human and a Player as well. That was more than enough reason to be wary of me. I was going to need to gain their trust. Fighting was really important if they needed to raid.
