"Well, just prior to leaving the Valley of Seale'de for The Wall, I spent the last four-score years or so assisting my sire in hunting and tracking and assisting one of The Valley's educators in various studies and scribing, and tutoring my peers in various languages. I was never much of a hunter or tracker, certainly not compared to my sire. Books and languages were always an inspiration of mine, so I took quickly to learning various tongues and reading and understanding various texts.
"Most of my peers and elders are known for being fun-loving and making celebration. I too enjoy fun and drinking and celebrating, but not always as thoroughly as most of my kind. There are other Elves, like myself, who take to study and education more so than to celebration, but ... well, you are probably aware of the stereotypes of Elves being a bit hedonistic. Stereotypes and rumors are usually based partly in truth on some level.
"It has been most interesting -- and scary -- the last two days. I never before would have expected to see the things that I have witnessed in this small town. Jailers selling their charge into slavery, and possibly consuming some of their charge as well. The walking dead. Taking a javelin in combat with Orgosh barbarians. Waking up to someone blowing poisonous darts at me. It all makes me wonder what exactly I have gotten myself into, and how deeply, in leaving The Valley for The Wall. I am concerned about how much worse these circumstances will get, and how frequently they will arise. But, at this point, I am too deeply enmeshed in it to back out, I suppose. So, I have no choice but to see it through. Perhaps, some day, I will be able to write a book about it.
"Another ale, please? Thank you."
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