2 Once proud elves (1/2)
Arven was nearly beaten to death by the bandit leader yet he couldn't close his eyes and embrace death.
He still remembered the stories his grandfather told him about the golden days of elves, but now they had become mere creatures and playthings to be sold in the slave markets. The village of Arven belongs to the Elven subrace called white elves, formerly known as the elves and there were Dark elves who are blessed with more magical capacity than elves.
One of the reasons that elves became like this was the internal fight between these two races. Dark elves always viewed elves as lesser beings. This conflict between them led to a civil war among the two races and with the help of humans, Dark elves won the war, and elves started to grow weaker and weaker.
Arwen and his sister Amaryll were born in outer lands, the place where they had to hide within the the forests unless they want to taste slavery.
And until now they did just that but everything turned to a nightmare when a group of bandits started to attack his tribe. Even though the elves had less magic capacity than the Dark elves, they were blessed with extraordinary skills in long-range combat like archery and agile bodies.
Normally they would spot anyone who enters their territory and attacks them with deadly arrows coated with natural poisons yet somehow these bandits entered without anyone noticing and the elves immediately lost their advantage of long-range combat.
When the battle started, Arwen and Amaryll kept fighting with the bandits in the hope of buying some time for the elven children to escape, but they could not keep fighting with bandits who are trained in close combat battle. The bandits didn't even have to use magic to defeat them although Arwen's tribe had more than a hundred elves including children, all it took was twenty bandits to beat them.
Arwen knew this was their end of freedom. The best-case scenario for Arwen was that he and his sister will be killed and the worst case he would be killed and his sister would be sold as a slave, this is why he kept fighting with all his fiber in his body.
Seeing Arwen struggle to put up a fight, the bandit leader laughed. He was toying with Arwen like a cat would toy with the mouse. While Arwen was fighting or more like taking a beating from the bandit leader, other bandits rounded up his sister as well as most of his tribesmen and tied them up so they wouldn't try to escape.
Because of the elves' proud nature, some noble humans took pleasure in making them their slaves, and there was a huge demand for female elves since the elven women are very attractive. In this world, When a female elf gets caught in the human hands, only hell awaits for her; everyone knows this and of course, it includes Arwen. He was more concerned about his sister Amaryll who is extraordinarily beautiful even among the elven race.
Amaryll watched his brother take a beating in a small hope to win the unwinnable fight as tears ran through her cheeks like water coming out of a fountain. She was in her brother's care for twenty-four years and not a single day that she would have imagined this situation. She knew that it's almost impossible to gain their former elven glory as all she wanted is a peaceful life with her brother and tribe.
Watching the bandit leader beats her brother the sadness and hopelessness turned fury and anger as she shouted, her eyes were blood red in anger, her body was trembling
”Leave my brother alone you animal!!!”.The bandit leader stopped in the surprise of her shout and looked at her menacingly.
”Look at this brothers, this little soon to be slave wants to save her precious brother”.
All the bandits around the leader laughed like this is the biggest joke they have ever heard.
”Oh my little slave you are not in a position to order me after we sell you and your friends and family here to the slave market you are the one will be ordered around”
Amaryll's heart skipped a beat when she heard this and although she knew what's going to happen, hearing it made it worse.