Deep in an ever green seeming forest, there lay a small village populated with Elves.
Not the kind of elf's some might think.
Certainly not the Keebler kind anyway, these were magestic and beautiful Dark Elves.
With beautiful skills, talents, and looks these creatures kept themselve's hidden for good reason and that was for...
1.) Not to be bothered
and 2.) Just another number to emphasize #1.
Kalina Oath was just a regular citizen of this specific village and had never seen her home threatened.
She never thought it would be either.
Though who was she?
She was a gatherer, the daughter of the leaders best friend. When ever the leader was in need of advice, he would go to her father.
This in turn gave them better privleges but not by much.
With silver hair and a dark complection, she did nothing but stand out against the forest. Though her apparell helped to the slightest degree. Her delicate hands brushed off her black knee high skirt and pulled her white cotten sleeves down. Picking up her flats she slipped them on her feet and started on her jorney back to the village from the stream. She came down here often when she needed the sound of the stream to blur out her own thoughts.
Pushing a strand of silver behind her ear she walked with grace and delacacy. Her strides were long and her crytal like eyes shifted only so slightly to occasionally glance around her suroundings.
Once back to the villiage, she went straight home.
With a refreshing attitude, she felt she probably should put it to use and see what need be done around the house.