Talk:Dark Elf/@comment-26948101-20151120012156

You're a messenger for the military of some backwater fiefdom at war with another kingdom. While on your to relay important correspondence from the battlefield back to the capital, you're ambushed by enemy archers. Before you can do anything, they more or less turn you into a pincushion as you attempt to flee. You feel yourself going limp and stumbling down a steep embankment before splashing into a cold river. Before you black out, you can see a cloaked figure cautiously approach you. You're reasonably certain its one of the enemy soldiers sent to finish the job and are resigned to your fate as the figure approaches. Although you don't know why it matters as you black out, you're pretty certain the approaching figure is a female.

To your surprise, you wake up in a bed inside a small room. Much of your upper body is wrapped in bandages and although it hurts to do so, you discover that you are able to move.

"Oh good- you're awake!" you hear a voice speak up almost tenderly. Standing over you is a gorgeous, statuesque Dark Elf with long flowing white hair and a taut, supple body clad in a very revealing leather dominatrix outfit.

"You were in rough shape- it's a good thing I was able to bring you back here." she continues. Instead of cold and commanding, her voice is soft and sweet- not what you were expecting given the reputation of the Dark Elves. There are no whips or restraints or arcane torture devices- the Dark Elf before you is the one who's been nursing you back to health and seems genuinely concerned for your well-being.

What do you do?™