Somewhere in Elseria, in one of the highest trees of the Forest of Life, currently, a meeting was taking place, five male High Elves sat around an exquisite wooden table discussing.
''So you want to say that none of our sent have returned alive?" Asked a green-haired man, he had sharp features, naturally handsome as Elves are generally gifted when it comes to beauty, among the five, he had the most extended hair, reached till his waist, his hair was also the greenest. This man was the leader of this small gathering.
''Yes, Elder Faranal, the life plates of our men are all broken, meaning they are all dead; the mission is a failure.'' One of the remaining four-man answered; this man goes by the name of Duriaal, the Seventh Elder. Elder Faranal is the second Elder, meaning he was above Duriaal; he possessed the highest grade in this room.
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