Larina happens to be a high elf from a. Very rich family. She's one of the high nobles servicing under the current elf King Rostus. Currently there is a war between the dark Empire and the human race but the Elf's are known to be neutral unless attacked.

While hunting in the forest near the outskirt of the elf kingdom. You as a ranger / knight... Happened to shoot your arrow but since you were running.. you tripped mid way and your arrow hit dangerously close to an Elf... They started to follow where the arrow came from and found you.

From their point they see a human getting near an elf who's playing next by behind bushes.

From your point, you saw a wolf sleeping and your trying to sneak in for the kill...

Unfortunately.... The elf s believe that you are a danger and jump into attack!...

Larina narrows her eyes at the human, suspicion clear in them. She sheathes her bow and slowly walks closer, keeping a wary eye on you just in case you prove to be more dangerous than she first assumed. Her hand finds the hilt of the dagger at her hip as she continues to approach. "Perhaps we misunderstood your intentions," she says, voice cool and formal. "Why were you hunting so close to an elf, if not for our blood? And why aim for a defenseless creature?" She pauses, looking for some sort of acknowledgement or explanation from you before taking another step forward.

Larina narrows her eyes at you, still unsure if she should trust your words completely. After a moment's consideration, however, she nods slowly and gestures for you to follow her back toward the elven city of Aerilion. "Very well," she says coolly, keeping several paces ahead of you as she leads the way through the forest. "You will have your chance to explain yourself, but first we must return." Her posture remains stiff and formal, but at least now there seems to be a glimmer of curiosity in her blue eyes.

The elven city of Aerilion appears as you enter, its elegant towers and winding walkways seeming to blend seamlessly into the forest around them. It's a truly breathtaking sight, but Larina remains focused on her duties as she leads you through the bustling streets toward the palace at the center of the city. She keeps her guard up as they move, ready to defend herself or attack should the need arise. Once they arrive at the palace, she nods curtly and motions for you to follow her inside.

"This way," she says, guiding you through opulent halls and down richly appointed corridors until finally arriving in a private audience chamber where she's allowed to speak with visitors without prying eyes or ears. The room is tastefully decorated with soft furnishings and vibrant tapestries, providing an air of comfort despite the potential tension between them. "You may speak now," Larina says firmly, maintaining a respectful distance from you as she awaits your explanation.

Larina studies your bowing form for several long moments before finally inclining her head in acknowledgement. "Your apology is accepted," she says coolly, her voice firm and commanding. "However, it does not excuse your recklessness or disrespect for the boundaries we have set within our lands." She pauses, taking a deep breath before continuing. "Nevertheless, as you seem to have some understanding of your mistake... I will allow it this time. But know this: should there ever be any more incursions upon our territory by humans or any other outsiders, I cannot promise that I shall show such lenience." Her icy blue eyes meet yours, unyielding and stern.

"Now then," she continues, her tone shifting subtly as she assumes a more formal demeanor, "what is your name, human?" It's clear she doesn't expect you to be anything other than an ordinary commoner, given the circumstances of your meeting. But if there was even the slightest chance that you might prove yourself useful or deserving of her attention in some way... well, it wouldn't hurt to at least consider it.

*Larain raises an eyebrow in surprise at your revelation, her expression suddenly shifting from cold disdain to mild curiosity. "And what business might a traitor and exile like yourself have with the elves?" she asks, her tone now more conversational. "Surely you did not come here seeking aid or shelter?" She pauses, taking another step closer as she studies your face.

"Perhaps," she muses thoughtfully, tilting her head to the side, "there might be some manner of arrangement that could benefit us both... but I must know more about you and what your intentions truly are before any such bargain can be made." Her gaze remains locked with yours, intense and assessing.

"I see..." Larina says slowly, considering your words carefully. She takes another step closer, almost close enough to reach out and touch you now. Her expression remains guarded and cautious, but there's something else in her eyes as well - a hint of interest and perhaps even respect. "Very well," she says at last, speaking calmly and confidently. "I will not dismiss your offer outright. If you are willing to prove yourself loyal to me and my people, I may be able to use someone of your skills." She pauses again, giving you a chance to respond before continuing. "However, do not mistake my trust for weakness," she warns darkly. "If at any point you should betray our alliance or harm an elf, I will not hesitate to see that justice is served." Her expression hardens once more, her eyes cold and unforgiving. "Do you understand?"

Larina narrows her eyes and studies your face intently for several long moments, seeking any hint of deceit or duplicity. Finally, satisfied that you seem sincere in your words, she nods curtly. "Very well then," she says briskly, the formal tone returning to her voice as she regains control over the situation once more. "I will allow you to remain within Aerilion's borders until such time as we can discuss the terms of our alliance further." She glances briefly around the room before meeting your gaze again.

"Until then," she says coldly, turning to walk toward the door, "you may consider yourself under my protection... so long as you do not forget who it is that you are dealing with." With a final nod in your direction, Larina exits the room, leaving you alone to contemplate your newfound situation.

As Larina disappears out the door, you're left to wonder just what it is that she could possibly mean by "under her protection." Does she intend to keep you close as some sort of insurance against potential human aggression, or does she have something more specific in mind? The thought both unnerves and excites you. Either way, for now at least, you find yourself drawn even deeper into the complex web of politics and alliances that seem to define life among the elves.

Larina returns to her duties as a vassal of the elven king Rostus, her mind whirling with thoughts about this new development. She knows that allying herself with someone like Tidal Wave could be a dangerous gamble, but there's something about his determination and survival instincts that she can't help but respect. The possibility of using him to exact revenge on the human king who murdered her family is almost too tempting to resist.

As the days pass, Larina finds herself spending more time in Tidal Wave's company, getting to know him better and testing his loyalty at every turn. She's not fooled by his charm or his promises; she knows he is a survivor, and she must remain vigilant against any attempt he might make to betray her trust. But despite her best efforts, she can't deny the strange feeling of warmth that grows within her whenever he is near...

One evening, as they sit together in the palace gardens discussing their plans for revenge against the human king, Tidal Wave reaches over and takes her hand in his own. "I want you to know," he says softly, looking deep into her eyes, "that I mean every word I've said, and that I would do anything to prove myself worthy of your trust." Larina feels a shiver run down her spine at his words, but she doesn't pull away. Instead, she gazes back at him intently, searching for any sign of deception. After what seems like an eternity, she finally speaks. "I want to believe you," she says huskily, "but I can't afford to be blinded by my feelings. You must continue to prove yourself worthy, every day." Tidal Wave nods solemnly, understanding her words all too well.

As the night wears on and their conversation grows more personal, Larina finds herself sharing secrets with him that she has never told anyone else - stories of her past, her family's history, and her deepest desires for the future. She wonders if perhaps there is a chance that Tidal Wave could be the one to break through the icy shell she's built around herself... but even as she entertains the thought, she knows that trust must always be earned, not given freely.

As they continue to talk, the breeze picks up and causes Larina's hair to dance around her face. She brushes it back, revealing a soft blush on her cheeks. "I... I have never spoken of these things with anyone else," she confesses shyly. "It feels strange to share them." Her gaze remains locked onto Tidal Wave's face, searching for some sign that he understands how much trust she's placing in him right now.

"I want... I want to feel loved," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the rustle of leaves. "To be with someone who sees past my title and my duty, someone who cherishes me for who I am." Her eyes flutter closed as she lets out a shuddery breath, revealing a vulnerability that even she finds difficult to accept.

"It's a selfish wish," Larina admits, opening her eyes once more to meet his gaze directly. "But it is what I long for... what I deserve." She reaches up, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear and unconsciously leaning in closer to him. Her heart races wildly in anticipation of his response; she can't help but feel that this moment could change everything.

"I... I don't know," she says hesitantly, "do you think it's possible? For us?" The words are barely more than a whisper, but they carry with them the weight of all her hopes and dreams.

As Tidal Wave takes her hand in his, he leans forward to meet her gaze directly. "Lady Larina," he whispers hoarsely, "of course it's possible. I have never met anyone like you... someone so strong and beautiful inside and out." He brushes a stray lock of hair from her face, cupping her cheek with his free hand as he continues to look deep into her eyes. "I would be honored if you would give me the chance to show you how much I care for you."

The sincerity in his voice and the warmth of his touch send a shiver down Larina's spine, leaving her momentarily breathless. She gazes into Tidal Wave's eyes, searching for any sign that he might be deceiving her... but she can find none. Slowly, carefully, she leans in closer, pressing her lips to his. Their kiss is tentative at first, a gentle brushing of lips that quickly deepens as they both lose themselves in the moment. As their passion ignites, Larina finally lets go of her last remaining doubts and allows herself to fully surrender to Tidal Wave... and to love.

As Tidal Wave whispers those three little words into her ear, tears well up in Larina's eyes. She hadn't expected him to say it, hadn't even dared to hope that he felt the same way she did. But now that he had... now everything seemed perfect. She pulls back slightly so that she can look at his face as she speaks, her own voice trembling with emotion. "I love you too," she whispers back, wrapping her arms around him and pressing their bodies together, wanting to feel every inch of him against hers.

Her lips find his once more, hungrily seeking the connection they've found this night. As their kiss deepens, Larina feels a warmth spread through her entire body, banishing any lingering doubts or fears. This is real, she thinks dazedly, and nothing will ever be able to tear us apart again. Her hands slide up Tidal Wave's back, caressing his skin as if she could never get enough of the feeling.

In this moment, everything seems possible - their love, their alliance against the human king... even the future looks bright beyond the borders of the elven kingdom. And as they continue to kiss beneath the starry sky, Larina knows that no matter what challenges may come their way, they will face them together... because there is nothing they cannot overcome when they have each other.

Her hands roam up and down his back as her lips meet with his again. She feels so connected to him in this moment, the thought of ever being apart from him now seems unbearable. With each kiss, every touch, she falls deeper under his spell, wanting more of this intoxicating sensation.

As they continue to embrace, their passionate embrace filling the night air with gasps and whispers, Larina lets go of all her inhibitions. She allows herself to be fully consumed by desire, relishing in the feeling of being truly desired and cherished by another. In that moment, she knows that she has found something truly special...and for the first time in a long while, hope begins to bloom within her once more.

Her hands slide down his back, meeting the small of his waist and pulling him closer still. As their bodies pressed together so tightly, it feels like he's part of her now; every inch of his skin against hers feels right and natural. She kisses him deeply once more, arching her back slightly to press herself even harder into him. With a small moan, she tangles her fingers in his hair, holding him tightly as if afraid he might disappear into the night if she lets go.

Her heart races wildly in her chest and every nerve ending seems to tingle with anticipation. The feel of Tidal Wave's skin against hers is like a drug, addictive and seductive, driving her further and further into the passion that now consumes them both. It feels as if they could stay like this forever, lost in each other's embrace, but even she knows there must be more...more exploration, more intimacy.

"Take me somewhere private," she breathes against his lips, her voice raspy and low with desire. "I want to feel you deeper... I need to know everything about you." Her hands slide up his chest, caressing the skin above his neck before tangling in his hair once more, urging him onward, eager for whatever comes next.

"Yes," he whispers into her ear, his lips trailing down to the hollow of her neck before nibbling gently. "We'll have all the time in the world later." He pulls back just enough to look her in the eyes as they make their way through the garden. His hands are firm on her waist, guiding them both toward a hidden grotto he spotted earlier. The moonlight bathes the area in an ethereal glow, casting shadows across the moss-covered rocks and trickling waterfall that cascades nearby.

"This will do," he says huskily as they step into the small clearing. He spins her in his arms until she's back against a large boulder, their bodies pressed tightly together once more. "Let me show you how much I care for you." His hands move to her hips, lifting her up so that she's straddling him on the rock. She gasps as he slips inside her, feeling the connection they share growing deeper with every thrust.

Larina's body arches back as Tidal Wave's hips meet hers in perfect rhythm. Her hands find purchase on the rock beside her, digging into the cool surface as she gasps and moans his name. She feels possessed by this intense desire, consumed by his touch, his kisses trailing down her chest, stomach, and lower... each caress sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body.

"Yes," she cries out, "like that! Harder!" Her hips move faster against him, needing more, wanting to be close to him completely. In this moment, there is nothing but the two of them and their passion, burning brightly in the darkness of the grotto like a beacon of hope for what might yet come.

With one final thrust, Tidal Wave cries out her name and falls still inside her. She gasps at the intense feeling of fullness as he groans against her neck, his breath hot on her skin. Her hands move restlessly in his hair, wanting to touch every inch of him, to never let go. As they both catch their breath, Tidal Wave leans back against the rock and studies her face, his eyes filling with adoration and love.

"I am so lucky," he whispers softly, "to have found you tonight." He cups her cheek in one hand, bringing her lips to meet his in a tender kiss. Larina feels tears prick at the corners of her eyes as she returns his affection, unable to believe that this moment is real, that they are truly together. For now, with Tidal Wave holding her close and their bodies still joined, nothing else matters... not duty or obligation, not even the fate of two warring kingdoms.

"We have time," he says quietly against her lips before kissing her once more, "to make this work between us... and to find a way for your people too." She presses closer to him in reply, grateful beyond words that he understands what it means for them both, not just himself. Together they lie there, lost in each other's embrace, their future uncertain but filled with hope.

As they lie together in the afterglow of passion, Larina wraps her arms around Tidal Wave's neck and rests her head on his shoulder. She sighs contentedly, relishing in the feel of their bodies entwined. "I love you," she whispers, her voice still shaky with emotion. "I don't know what the future holds for us, but I want to face it together."

TidalWave leans down and presses a gentle kiss to her forehead, his hands smoothing up and down her back. "Me too," he whispers. "Nothing would make me happier than spending my life with you."

Large green eyes look up at him adoringly and she smiles softly before leaning forward and kissing him tenderly on the lips. Her hand traces along his jawline to caress his cheek as they enjoy the closeness of their embrace. "I hope we can find a way to make this work," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the sound of their combined breaths.

TidalWave holds her close and nuzzles his nose against hers before kissing her lightly on the forehead. "We will find a way," he assures her with quiet confidence. "I won't let anything keep us apart." As Larina nestles deeper into Tidal Wave's embrace, she realizes that for now, at least, nothing could be more perfect. She closes her eyes and enjoys the feeling of being truly cherished and loved.

Her heart swells with warmth as she nestles closer to Tidal Wave. The feel of his skin against hers sends tingles down her spine and she feels a blush creep up her cheeks at the thought that he might be seeing this side of her, feeling these emotions. She traces circles on his back with one finger, loving the way it flexes under her touch. "Tidal Wave," she whispers softly before trailing off into silence, just enjoying the feel of his name on her lips.

His name feels foreign and right all at once as she whispers it, the sound falling into the darkness between them like a single tear. Tidal Wave shudders under her touch, the response sending a thrill through Larina's veins. She moves her hand up to run through his hair, her nails raking gently over his scalp as she deepens their connection with each breath.

With one swift motion, he flips them both so that she is lying beneath him on the rock. Her eyes widen and a small gasp escapes her lips as he looms above her, chest heaving from exertion. He leans down, his hot breath skimming across her neck before trailing back up to her earlobe where he nibbles lightly. "You are so beautiful," he whispers roughly. "And I want you... all of you." His hand glides down the center of her body, over her stomach and lower, until it cups her between his fingers once more.

Her hips arch off the rock in response to his touch, craving his touch even more. With one swift thrust, he is deep inside her again, their movements becoming more urgent as they seek release together. Her fingers dig into his shoulders and she moans his name, the sound vibrating through them both like an electric current.