Gunter pulled a knife from his belt and roughly took a handful of the boy’s hair. With a few ragged hacks, like sawing at a hemp rope, he cut the locks free -- revealing a misshapen ear that was scarred down the length of its back.

“Half-breed!” he exclaimed, practically spitting the word out in disgust. “Mongrel of the forest!”

As a rule, Gunter didn’t hunt the forest folk. They were wicked, vindictive, and too clever for their own good.

The boy made a sound, a guttural noise something like laughter, and Gunter’s world went dark. It lasted but a moment, a terrifying moment in which he whispered a prayer to the gods.

When his sight returned, Gunter was alone in the woods, gripping a handful of hair and a pair of empty manacles.


The people known collectively as Half-Elves are not exactly a race; they are a loose-knit collection of outcasts bound together by their mixed blood and their exclusion from ‘pure-blood’ society. Stronger than most Elves and faster than most humans, Half-Elves make excellent druids, archers and trackers – and they use these skills to track down others of their kind and offer them succor and protection.

Quite often, Half-Elves will band together into ‘clans’, which act as a combination of adopted family and mercenary company. Half-Elves are not generally considered pious, but clan members are permitted to worship any god they choose. While many find solace in the gods of Men, others may call upon elder gods such as wolf, serpent, bear and spider.

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