The elf rebel Rifa Moisturepacked the False Savage of Cradles has launched an unforgiveable and unprovoked assault on the hamlet of Tradegangs. I found her easilly, standing over some innocent's she'd just slaughtered.
She stood facing them when I opened the door and did not seem to notice me. She apparently recognized human superiority as she had taken one of our swords to preform her evil tasks. I took the initiative and had reappropriated our property before she was aware of my presence.
She put up a reasonable defense but I quickly resolved that.
Her legs were quickly out from under her and I had time to prepare the stage.
She awoke for the third time in a ring of burning fire, the first two times she woke up I hadn't finished preparations and quickly strangled her back into submission. With the arena in place
I then took the time to show her the symbol of elven weakness, the skull of her former queen.
She attempted to defend herself, going as far as to bite at my ankles but I was of course victorious. What followed was a long bout of careful vivisection, I had hoped for her to enjoy the full experience but I was forced to restrain her to keep my cuts clean and precise. There was such a terrible mess that when I attempted to take a trophy I lost the piece and had to take another.
When the punishment was done I took the time to see if I couldn't civilize her.
It was a long day of ettiquette training, teaching her how one speaks when addressing a human.
I think it went reasonably well. Her lesson learned I left her and went on to educate her people.
Day 2
I'm concerned that the elves misunderstood my past intentions. I only want them to avoid further aggressive expansion, I don't want to hurt them at all. I decided to spend the day in the elven market to make my intentions clearer. I met a lovely young woman who leapt at the chance to become my hearthperson, the rest I didn't care for.
I don't recall everything that happened but I remember enjoying myself greatly until I made a shocking realization.
I'd been meaning to celebrate at number one hunderd so I finished for the day and helped myself to the frutis of the marketplace. Perhaps now they'll understand that when my goal is to harm them I will harm them. I think it worked, every elf that saw me afterwards politely stated their name and plead that I didn't harm them.
Day 3
I've been harrassed by animals all day. Jaguars, Cheetah, Gorillas, even elephants. The elves don't want me here and dare to think they can chase me off with mere beasts. I've continued my campagin of depopulation. The only elf I've seenlately is my new hearthwoman watching the market place. Not sure about the breeding rate of elves but I think this damage may be visible for several generations.
Day 4
Not one single elf, except for my hearthwoman. I got sick of looking at her and lopped off her head.
Day 5
Elves! A few found their way to the hometree and decided to help organize a rebuilding effort after the massacre at the marketplace. They didn't seem to know me. It's been a while since I had a chat so I asked about their families and we talked about recent happenings until I was satisfied and hacked them all to bits.
Day 6
Finally! I shook every tree and killed everything that fell out and it's finally happened!
The elf Queen, a Druid, and a captain of the forest guard.
Feeling merciful I prepared to negotiate.