Sword of the Elves

My name is Luis, and I’m the black sheep of the family. Born the scion of a household of magistrates and physicians, I was groomed from a young age to meet those expectations. I threw the chain of office away and became a bard instead. I’ve since traveled the breadth of my homeland, picking up tales here and there. I’ve dined with aldermen and drank firewater with vagabonds; I’ve sung moonlit serenades to hussies and taken the daughters of wealthy merchants to grand balls. I’ve joined secret orders, learning their lore and passphrases; I’ve locked arms with tree-huggers and danced with them under the full moon. But one thing sang to my soul like nothing else: the tales of daring, of heroism and valor, of wickedness and deceit, to be found among the dusty tomes of the world’s libraries. The fantastic tales of Dragonlance. The Forgotten Realms, with the heroic adventures of Drizzt and his companions. David Gemmell’s stories of grit and heroism. The unforgiving world where The Witcher plies his trade. The eternal journey of the tragic Elric of Melniboné… they all left their mark upon me. To add to those, I have made my life’s work. Stay a while, and listen…