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What's the right and good way to do Nature Elves?
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>>97477852
>What's the right and good way to do Nature Elves?
leglocking missionary
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>>97477911
Sad.
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savages. they only hug trees so they can drop down from them and slit your throat and eat your innards. if you step on their land and start making a ruckus they're just as likely to skin you and hang your body as a warning as toss you out
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>>97477852
37% of the options are correct, but the last census is from 2019.
I go for Wild Elves are also High Elves. The local biome has been carefully managed and magically enhanced, from the giant tree-city with hanging greenhouses, to the giant moths whose silk is used for webs that catch migratory birds and collect dew into cisterns.
>>97480454
Correction, 37.0001% of the options.
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>A legion of horribles, hundreds in number, half naked or clad in costumes attic or biblical or wardrobed out of a fevered dream with the skins of animals and silk finery and pieces of uniform still tracked with the blood of prior owners, coats of slain dragoons, frogged and braided cavalry jackets, one in a stovepipe hat and one with an umbrella and one in white stockings and a bloodstained wedding veil and some in headgear or cranefeathers or rawhide helmets that bore the horns of bull or buffalo and one in a pigeontailed coat worn backwards and otherwise naked and one in the armor of a Spanish conquistador, the breastplate and pauldrons deeply dented with old blows of mace or sabre done in another country by men whose very bones were dust and many with their braids spliced up with the hair of other beasts until they trailed upon the ground and their horses' ears and tails worked with bits of brightly colored cloth and one whose horse's whole head was painted crimson red and all the horsemen's faces gaudy and grotesque with daubings like a company of mounted clowns, death hilarious, all howling in a barbarous tongue and riding down upon them like a horde from a hell more horrible yet than the brimstone land of Christian reckoning, screeching and yammering and clothed in smoke like those vaporous beings in regions beyond right knowing where the eye wanders and the lip jerks and drools.
Like this.
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