It had been five-hundred years since the Great War...the battles that had ended Elven reign still vividly remembered by all of the races. Though it was thought that all of the races controlled themselves, it was obvisous that the Humans were slowly gaining control of all.
Since the war the Elves had been split from their orginal three kinds (High, Wood, and Drow) into many other forms. There were now the High Elves, the Wood Elves, the Drow Elves, Blood Elves, the Half-Breeds, the Traitors (the Elves that lived peacefully with Humans, most under Human rule), and then there were the off-branches, such as the Grey Elves.
Now was the time that the eldest of the Pureblood family (The rulers of the Blood Elves) came to power, and it was then that a new war against the Humans was being planned. Taking back power, as the Elves believed it should be, would rule Elves over all other insignifant races.
Adair Pureblood, the youngest of the Pureblood family, and perhaps the cruelest, stood out on her balcony over-looking the Blood Elven city. The Blood Elves were a breed of Drow and High Elves...highly magical, but recieving their personality from the Drow. They thought little of anyone besides themselves, and held a passionate hate for almost everything living. Their appearance could fall between Drow and High Elven at any point...giving them white to medium colored hair, and a skin hue of deep blue, grey, or fair.
Adair had pale skin, her hair waist length with a silver color. She was partially Grey Elf, her mother had cheated on her father with one of them, which made Adair stick out and not look her supposed race entirely. Her eyes were blue, with a cold silver lust. She wore her usual Gothic dress, which was a see-through black cover reaching to the ground with lace from the waist to bust. Her cleavage was visible, though she was not overly large. Under the see-through cover was another dress, thin straps and a skirt reaching to the ground.
Since the war the Elves had been split from their orginal three kinds (High, Wood, and Drow) into many other forms. There were now the High Elves, the Wood Elves, the Drow Elves, Blood Elves, the Half-Breeds, the Traitors (the Elves that lived peacefully with Humans, most under Human rule), and then there were the off-branches, such as the Grey Elves.
Now was the time that the eldest of the Pureblood family (The rulers of the Blood Elves) came to power, and it was then that a new war against the Humans was being planned. Taking back power, as the Elves believed it should be, would rule Elves over all other insignifant races.
Adair Pureblood, the youngest of the Pureblood family, and perhaps the cruelest, stood out on her balcony over-looking the Blood Elven city. The Blood Elves were a breed of Drow and High Elves...highly magical, but recieving their personality from the Drow. They thought little of anyone besides themselves, and held a passionate hate for almost everything living. Their appearance could fall between Drow and High Elven at any point...giving them white to medium colored hair, and a skin hue of deep blue, grey, or fair.
Adair had pale skin, her hair waist length with a silver color. She was partially Grey Elf, her mother had cheated on her father with one of them, which made Adair stick out and not look her supposed race entirely. Her eyes were blue, with a cold silver lust. She wore her usual Gothic dress, which was a see-through black cover reaching to the ground with lace from the waist to bust. Her cleavage was visible, though she was not overly large. Under the see-through cover was another dress, thin straps and a skirt reaching to the ground.
