Shadow-of-the-Exiled

  Kindreia, home to a race of elves known as the Kindrein. The morning was grey and foggy with lingering clouds that would last the whole day. The city of Kindreia was silent and still in the morning fog. Gazing into the silent fog, a young Kindrean sat silently reflecting on her life. The elf had an aspect no other Kindrean had ever had before,however was masked by the enchantment her mother had forced on her upon her birth. Her honey-colored hair was blown slightly by the chill wind. Her ice blue orbs gazed upon her home. The 12 year old yawned silently, waiting for the city to awaken. Sure enough, elves of all ages began to poulate the str