Olive was the oldest elf in their village.
He was old enough to remember the times before the Fruit Salad kingdom was even established.
Yet, just as it was for all the elves, despite his age, he still looked like he was in his late twenties.
He was both old and smart enough to not want to become the leader of the village, hidden away deep in the forests of the Envys territory, so one thing lead to another and he ended up on guard duty.
It was fine, he even enjoyed it...
...until the point in time when the village elder decided to pair him with a hotheaded youngster under the pretense of training the elf who barely reached adulthood.
The guard duty itself was a relatively easy but very important job.
All the people that would come to the forest were supposed to be monitored, and in case they got anywhere near their village, the guard's duty was to use spells to confuse them and lead them away without being noticed.
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