In their naked arrogance, while the clothing was what should be sexy, the cruelty and hatred ingrained into the very being of these blue elves ruined the effect. I'd never seen the phrase, "Beautiful body, but an ugly soul" more completely personified than these twisted elves. A few of the younger ones weren't completely lost, but all of the older ones were completely twisted and repulsive.

The half dozen male elves I saw all wore robes, covering themselves from collar to wrist and ankle. They tried to stay right with whichever she-elf they were associated with, two steps behind. Some flinched or cowarded when their she-elf so much as glanced...