The two adventurers stood in awkward silence. Caught in their own indecision.<br/>When they finally found their legs again it was too late. They had been spotted by the perceptive elves.<br/>The lithe creatures looked towards them in awkward silence for a few moments, and then their surprised expressions turned to a more mischievous color.<br/>One of the elves, the blonde longhaired one, smirked as she strolled towards the two, the man she left did not seem to mind, instead he was looking towards the two newcomers from his seat on a rock, unashamedly naked.<br/>The blonde elf wore a skirt and nothing else, her small breasts completely exposed as she moved towards them, she seemed to only touch the grass with the tip of her toes as she walked, like a ballerina but with movements much more natural than any such dancer. She smiled, in a friendly manner, but with a hint of sadistic intent.<br/>Rita was wracking her brain, but couldn’t get her mind off of the hypnotic creature, couldn’t move on to what to do, whether to act. Should she just let this happen? Was this ok?<br/>Rita looked to Tristan, who seemed to want to turn away but couldn’t. Rita couldn’t help but think how cute that was; even if she herself was stuck in a similar situation, she was glad she wasn’t alone.<br/><br/>The woman stopped only a few feet in front of the two, she swayed her hips slightly to the side and leaned her hand on her hip. The elf sized the two adventurers up for a moment before she spoke. Rita couldn’t help but do the same.<br/>The elf had golden straight hair which curled only lightly at the bottom, it reached down to the middle of her back. Her eyes were a deep green and her lips were pale and slim, her eyebrows thin, yet long. Her eyes had a piercing quality, like she saw through the two into their core, exposing every insecurity and fault. Her thin frame was ridiculously frail, Rita couldn’t help but think how Tristan might be able to fit both hands around not only her waistline, but her hips as well! The elves didn’t have the hourglass shape which was so coveted by human and Halfling society. Rather, even their nude forms were androgynous. There was a simple perfection to the creature, like her very existence in front of the two adventurers, dirty from a day of tracking over the fields, made them insignificant. It was like her beauty pierced everything around it and made it pale in comparison, exposed it’s very flaws…<br/>The elven woman smirked to Rita, as though reading her mind. “Greetings travelers, I am Sil, and I welcome you to our gathering. Don’t be shy now, let us share our fire with you in a show of good faith and solidarity”. Her tone was friendly, cheerful even, but slow and methodical. Like every syllable had an extra weight to it, an extra importance.<br/>“uh um…” Rita stammered, even a simple greeting from the elf made her feel inadequate, what respond could she give that would be able to compare?<br/>“we um... we would be honored, right Tristan..?” The Halfling smiled meekly to her  companion, unsure how the large woman would find the whole thing.<br/>Tristan seemed to struggle for words as well, just long enough for Sil to respond “wonderful, please, follow me” she said cheerfully, taking Tristan’s hand and leading her towards the camp.<br/>“It is a wonderful time for you to join us. We are celebrating La’e Muuera, the celebration of the birth of La’e” the elf woman smiled, as she slowly lead the two towards the camp.<br/>Rita remembered reading that the elves renowned the celestial bodies as gods, and they spoke of them as people. La’e was the moon as far as she recalled.