Merrily, you oblige and the two of skip across the settlement. As you reach the area where your friends have been practicing the song, the village is suddenly filled with the sounds of terror. You quickly turn to the source of the screams, just in time to see and then dodge something flying in your direction. You glance back to the object, and see the head of one of the children rolling past you. Orcish battle cries come from all sides.
Filled with rage, you immediately run to the tree in which your home rests to get your sword, only to find that the entire place has been set afire. Knowing a little magic, you turn back and decide to take a sword from the first orc you kill.
You stumble across a group of four orcs, the words to a fire spell come to mind and you immediately blast one of these foul invaders. The orc flies back a few yards, and then the other three turn to charge.
As you prepare yourself to deal with these attackers in hand to hand combat, you suddenly notice something is wrong, very wrong. You should not be having white hot pain shooting through your thigh. You look down to see an arrow has become lodged in your leg. You can hear the laughter of another orc behind you. While you are falling to the ground, you cannot help but wonder if the orc had deliberately missed all of your vital organs or if he was just a lousy shot.
Your pondering is soon interupted by a large orc carrying a club. He brings his club down on your head and all goes black.
What do you want to do?
WAKE UP! I'm having an awful nightmare! I'm not an elf!
Be reincarnated as an elf again?