You woke up to another grimy day in Hafsengart, a magic industrial city in the elven terrirories, and you hear screaming and their is an erie red tint to your room and you notice that their is blood covering your window, you run out into the street and see the humans attacking one of the factories on the main street! This is your deciding day in the elven heirarchy...will you fight do defend the precious magic ore in the factory or will you run!?

The ore was his life, never once did he want it to be in danger.
While looking at the blood soaken field at his feet, he knew that it coulnt be helped....'
if it was a battle they wanted, who am I to deny them' Saroki thought to himself

Anthony stared at the many men before him readying to attack the elves. Anthony was not here to fight but to try and stop this madness. He mentally thanked his mother who got his little brother to stay behind.
"Wait." he said voice low and weak voice, some looked at him but looked away in determination. "Wait!" he said a little louder.
"Anthony what are you diong here? You're not old enough to fight, besides you have bad grades in this." one of the adults pointed out and Anthony blushed in embarrassment.
" No I'm not here to fight! I want to make peace with the elves!" Anthony's nervousness bit at his stomach as it bore quiet around him. Then a small giggle turned into laughter, the others followed. Anthony glared at them.
"Not a chance." said their village leader and turned to the elves.

While the peoples were laughing, none noticed a tall, green haired man walk close to Anthony and the other guy (forgets eaisily) " You should listen to your youngest, he is very wise to be so young" Saroki says while glancing at Anthony

Anthony looked up at the tall person and instantly felt like midget, he was only 4'11 and he had no idea how tall this guy was, 5,000'0? Despite his yearning for peace he shivered at his first encounter with an elf. Anthony would never deny at this moment he feared elves.
The leader glared up at the King. "Come to take us head on did you?" the man yelled and Anthony was shocked back into reality. "No, wait please, don't fight!" he pleaded but the villagers were getting ready to fight the King and unseen worriors.

"I come, because you were the ones who killed OUR farmers, our people, you had no right...was that your declaration of battle? We do not wish to fight you, but we will if we must, we've survived wars for many years, I've remained king for over eight thousand years, and I intend to live on" Saroki spoke calmly to the leader, "It would be wise to listen to him" gestures to Anthony

The leader shook his head. "Unreasonalble."
He breathed. "Anthony is but a child and knows nothing, we choose to fight and to fight now." he spoke attacking.
Anthony's eyes widened. "No wait don't attack him!" Anthony pleaded but the rest followed the attack.

The Kings gaze never wavered from Anthony as the others attacked, but as soon as the fighting was over, Anthony was now in the kins arms, " Im sorry you see it that way, I suppose i'll take him, he dosent need to see the stupidness of humans, you shall have him back after our 'war' is finished" Saroki stated calmly, having apologetic eyes, then disapearing into the chaos

Anthony blinked, eyes wide as the elf wrapped his arms around him. Anthony, froze, unsure of how to react, he tried to reach for his voice to turn and tell the villagers to stop the fighting.
But the fear, and the astonishment left him speechless. Anthony lifted his head weakly to look at the elf, only to realize he was being led away from the villagers. The elf spoke, his voice boomed, yet it was not deep, his chest vibrated as he spoke. Just like his would, like any other humans would...
Despite his fear and confusion Anthony smiled, he knew it, he knew the elves had hearts too, the stories were fake as far as 'Elves have no heart' goes. It was clear, he could hear it. Anthony noted also this one didn't want to fight as much as he had to.

" I apologize...I never wanted to do this..." he apologized in a soft tone

Anthony blinked as the beautiful voice sounded again. Anthony looked up in sheer question, "W-what?"

" I just hoped your kidnapping would make them stop this foolishness" He said in a saddened tone

"O-Oh..." Anthony looked down. "I'm sorry but it most likely won't, really only two would care if I'm gone."

"im sure...and I apologize again, no one will hurt you, I promise" The King said, compleatly sincere

Anthony looked up at the king. "Stop apologizing please." he bowed his head. "...and, I don't believe I can let you kidnap me, if I'm kidnaped then I can't try to stop people from fighting." he explained.