Midnightdragonrider

    His speech left the elves with fire and determination in their hearts. Gralou was joyed to see how easy it was to win them over. After the niceties had been done with, and the hands shaken, Gralou excused himself to go explore his new chambers. Oh father this room held no pleasure for you, you rarely stepped foot inside. Mother having died before the silence, she was not here to offer you the support you surly looked for. Rest easy now father for I shall bring glory to our name once more! Gralou had been kneeling in the middle of the humble room for most of the day. The largest room of the underground kingdom was carved out for the ki

     Gralou and his father never had the best of relationships. He always felt his father was weak to hide from the humans. But he respected the man, as such did as he was told, mostly. But today Gralou stood before a bright gold sarcophagus looking into his future, with utter determination. His father had been failing of health over the last decade, a blink of the eye for his elven kin, and Gralou believed the stress of ruling over the dwindling race had taken its toll. The elven race has been keeping their existence a secret since long before Gralou was born. There had been a time or two when someone had slipped and a human had seen them