Notched Elven sword"As dawn painted the Elven woods, Eleniel, the elf scout, trod silently along his route, sensing alert. He paused, noticing unnatural shadows twisting through the undergrowthvile creatures sullying the sacred land. Alone and wary, he weighed his options: should he alert his kin or confront the threat himself? The forest seemed to hold its breath as Eleniel grappled with the responsibility, the air heavy with the potential of imminent danger. His heart