El dismounted from his horse and stepped forward cautiously, bowing his head slightly as a sign of respect.
"I am El, High Priest of the Sanctum of Eternal Flame. I have not come seeking conflict, but rather to request aid from your people."
"A prophecy has been given to us, a prophecy of a darkness that will destroy all of Arkhana. This is not just a threat to humans, but to elves, dwarves, and all living beings."
The silver-haired elf frowned, but seemed somewhat intrigued.
"Darkness? We have heard whispers from nature of something unnatural, but why should we trust a human prophecy?"
El sensed the tense atmosphere and knew this was a critical point in the negotiation. He continued carefully.
"I understand your suspicion, and I have not come empty-handed. I am a healer, and I offer my healing services to the elves as a gesture of goodwill."
