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Elf. Born of nature.
Honor your ancestors, for they guide you, like an arrow released from a bow, knowing its ultimate goal and striving with all its might to reach it. The arrow flies fast and strikes true; trust in it. It does not violate the laws written by nature itself—the nature that brought forth you and your brothers, the nature that gave you a hearth beneath the canopies of the century-old forest by the campfire, the nature that gives you strength. It has gifted you with the pelt of a beast killed by you on the sacred hunt. Once donned, you will forever bind yourself to the brothers of the forest and learn to feel them. And from this moment on, the falcon soaring high in the heavens shall be your eyes, the trees that sheltered you shall be your ears, and a gust of wind shall carry the scent of prey or an uninvited guest. Be a wolf in a pack of wolves, be a bear in a bear's den, be an owl in the darkness of night. From now on, you are a Brother to your Brother!
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