Emrios
23-25 elf years || Elf || Forest ||
Mentions: Kenia, Eldrin

Emrios looked at Kenia and didnt meet her eyes. "Yeah im a mix," he said bitterly. He then looked at her, "...honestly... aerials and I usually dont get along" he said with more of a grimace than a smile. He relaxed, when he saw the other female elf had no weapons. He nodded when she mentioned the humans blaming elves, "i heard that too. i didnt think they would be stupid enough to cause a fight with us." He said a retort. He saw her smile and he approached her, "The tribe leaders wont be too happy about this turn of events..... but then again theyre never happy about anything", he said with a small sigh. "Whats your name miss?"
Aerials think me a coward and the ground elves think im rash, telling them about the bomb is more trouble than its worth... he thought to himself

Emrios
23-25 elf years || Elf ||Town -> Forest||
Mentions: Eldrin, Kenia, Eleniel (indirect), Slitted throat NPC

Emrios heard a gasp, but it was faint, his hearing barely detected it. "Hold that thought," he said to Kenia, and then nodding to the other elf he said, "Excuse me".  Emrios' swift light footsteps carried him into the forest. It seemed to swallow him as he disappeared into the shroud of trees. His crystal blue, eyes scanned the area, searching for the source of the sound, searching for any sort of movement. There's nothing moving..., he thought, with some slight agitation. Closing his eyes once more he listened trying to hone on the sound. Maybe it was just my imagination..., he thought. No... wait, he heard it again. The gurgling of the creek almost drowned it out. He splashed through the water, careful to keep his eyes and ears on the lookout. He had walked a few more strides when he noticed something, his eyes narrowed. A human? The man was lying facedown under a tree branch. Emrios saw the rise and fall of his chest. He's still alive... He approached him cautiously, and saw there was a lot of blood coming from an laceration on the man's neck.  "Hey!" Emrios growled. He turned the man over, and the man's eyes opened, wide with fright as he tried, and failed to get away. "Your breed is a filled with scumbags", he snarled, "and if things hadn't gone to hell, I would let you die... as it is.. you being here, on this road isn't going to do wonders for me.... I especially don't need your friends" Emrios said the word with disgust, "finding you here and making a mess". The slit on the man's throat indicated an elf, most likely had tried to kill this man lying here.

What drew Emrios' anger was how close this human was the the entrance of the forest and on the main road to the town. Even if an elf has bloodlust, they don't need to be careless, he thought, and his jaw clenched.The humans would attack us first, as we were going to be the first elves they meet after this surprise, Emrios grimaced. Injuring something intending to kill it then running away so others can take the blame?, he shook his head, it was never right in his book. It was cowardly, if not careless.The slit was deep, but it hadn't cut the trachea. It was neck trauma, and the man had passed out most likely due to shock. The blood loss would be what kills him if anything.., he thought. Emrios took off a ripped some fabric from his  tunic pressed it against the wound. The fabric turned a deep red, as the blood soaked through. As Emrios continued to apply pressure he realized he was too late. The man was starting to turn pale and when Emrios pulled away, and his hand was smeared with blood. The man's eyes looked glassy and soon after Emrios didn't hear a heartbeat. "and if things couldn't get worse... the body must be taken care of.." Emrios said and the oil spill location came to mind. Most humans didn't like it, and neither did elves, but it would be safe.