In The city of Elimirth in the Wood Elf Realm was the Ranger Guild of Anawaith, people came to this wonderful building seeking rest or consul. Anawaith rangers, were now scarse in the building, almost empty and full more of travelers then people who lived there.
The war with the Dwarves was becoming more intense and rangers were needed in the field, But one Anawaith Ranger was there, Sentinel, who sat on the doorsteps of the Guild looking at the passing people, who were few in number. The city of Elimirth was rested on the ground, and they had adopted many ways from the humans, but they were still Wood Elves, rustic and suspicious of all other races save their own. Elimirth was far in the forest and protected by a city wall that was made sure to be taller then the trees, so it was very fortified.
Trading with the non-elf races had gone down for some years since the war, people were siding more often with the dwarves because they were more economically stronger then the Wood Elves who stayed to themselves. But Sentinel really didn't care anymore of the war, having fought against the dwarves for too long.
Sentinel stood up and stretched his muscle corded body, he wore only tunic and pants, some calf length boots. He looked around the empty city and stepped off the stairs he walked out into the city, some buildings were more then ten stories tall and the Castle of Elimirth was by far the largest, the Mayor's family of Elimirth lived there.
Sentinel went to a one story building and it was packed with people, this place was illegal, but it was kept a secret, there was shouts and yells as people routed for their fighters, the whole room was but a small bar empty with everyone around a twenty foot long ten feet wide railing that went down. Below two men down below fought bare knuckled brawling. Sentinel went to the bar and sat down ordering a drink he thought
