Finrod was just a young elf when the suns of Melos darkened and an evil entity appeared, bestowing a system upon its inhabitants. With it came hordes of creatures that were out for blood. It was either fight and level up or die, and Finrod is far from giving up. Equipping the Battle Mage class, he fights through hordes of gnarly creatures, hoping to survive the new apocalyptic landscape. [WSA 2024 Entry] Reviews, powerstones and engagements will be appreciated, thanks for reading.
It would all be for naught if she were to leave now, if she were to desert them. Also, what about the mist? The hostile creatures that didn't receive the grace of the goddess, surely the outside wasn't a bed of roses.
'He's lying to me, trying to trick me into being with just him. There's no way I'm deserting my people,' she thought.
"No! I'm not leaving with you. Save yourself if you must but it wouldn't be with me." She gave her reply sternly and immediately, Ran's expression took a sad turn, he couldn't do anything to make her leave with him.
Elessar sighed and walked back to the hut. She came to see that Finrod had removed the outfit she had given him and he now wore an outfit of black, he had his quiver and his bow with him, his sword was also in place. Elessar was no fool, she knew what this meant.
"You are leaving?" She asked.
"I am, but not without seeing what Neska has to say"