Just when Ian was having his doubts, a robust elf, wearing no garments but covered in a tangled array of vines and leaves, approached him on foot.
He appeared completely at ease, as if he were strolling in his own home, "Yes, I'm talking about you. Cute ice fairy, who else do you think it could be?"
This elf was extremely tall, his height exceeding two and a half meters; Ian only reached up to around his chest, and even when seated on a camel beast, Ian was a bit lower.
The vines that entangled his body were unusually dense, almost resembling a kind of plant-based armor, and the outermost vines were even translucent, with a dark blue luminescent liquid flowing inside.
Woody tendrils crept along the sides of his cheeks and behind his ears, where two scythe-like hard long leaves grew, standing erect like some sort of long horns or antennas.
