Vael stares at the flowers for a moment. He thinks to himself, 'Well, my powers have a sense of humor. Ill timed, but humor none the less.'

"Have a lovely bunch of flowers, won't you?", he shouts as he tosses the flowers at the closest goblin. As he does, he brings his crossbow to bear and lets loose a bolt at the same goblin.
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Before you stands an elf. Tall for his species, but just as lithe as normal. His blond hair is cut short and shaggy. His golden eyes swim with silver flecks and are set above a hawklike nose.