our elven ears hear the rustle of footsteps behind you. A smile crosses your delicate lips as you realize a stranger is attempting to sneak up on someone as lithe and alert as you. You are the kindred of the immortals, having honed your skills for hundreds of years. No normal mortal being can surprise you.
“Come out of hiding,” you call over your shoulder. “I know you are there.”
As you hear the ‘thwap!’ of an archer’s bow, you spin and dodge the incoming arrow, unsheathing your Elven Sword in one fluid motion. The fight has begun.
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The most formidable spells require a focus made from an object of meaning. As a elven templar, the Shield of Lorian is your focus of choice. As your delicate fingers wrap tightly around the shield’s grip, it grows hot and fills with potent magic.
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The monstrous undead with a hammer the size of your head has you in his sights, and you’ve found yourself standing without an ally. Your usual tactic involves skirting around the battle, picking your fights strategically. Now there is no time.
You duck beneath the first blow, keeping your Buckler between the hammer and your soft body. You’re faster than the rotting monstrosity, but in your desperation you trip and roll. Again the hammer falls, and you raise up your Buckler to catch the force. Your small shield holds, buying time while your friends finally come to your aid.