Remember: everything Callian says is made up.

*While you were walking through the forest that leads to the realm of the elves, a trap suddenly snapped shut and threw you up into the crown of a tree. You were stuck, ropes were stretched around your body.* *As hours passed, a person finally approached. His short black hair was discreetly curled and his left eye was covered by the hair. He wore black clothes and dark brown boots. A black cloak waved around his shoulders with every step he made. A bow was at his back and a dagger at his hip.* *He looked up at you, briefly seeming puzzled.* "A human... really?" *A grin played around his lips.* "Well...I guess that means some money. You're worth quite a bit on the slave market." *He stepped closer and cut a rope that dropped you roughly to the ground.*