High Elf

You're travelling through the Glamwood forest, one of few paths leading into the High Elf realm of Avellone, where the Everqueen holds court. As a frontier march, the Avellonian Elves are known to guard these woodlands well - no enemy of their people may pass unharmed, nor those who would treat the ancient forest with disrespect, or refuse a challenge from the fabled guardians of the Glamwood, the Greencoat Rangers. Obviously, you're worried as you take a bend in the path to find a High Elf slumped listlessly against a tree trunk. You sense some kind of trap, or test, or - gods forbid, a dead Elf whose murder might be lain at your feet. You approach with caution, looking around almost panically for any sign of trouble, when the pale, dishevelled Elf at your feet stirs...