Dark Elf Raid
Dark Elf Raid
Dark Elf Raid
Dark Elf Raid
From the subterranean depths they came. Just as they had come for generations. Since ancient times, like dark shadows they materialized from the earth itself, coalescing into form just as their prey took notice.

But it was too late to run. Too late for the wood elves in their forest dens to raise an adequate defense against their fluidly mustering foes of the underdark. It seemed they struck from all points at once, these dark elves, and they cared not for bounty or hostages.

This foe intended only to kill and destroy. And against such cruel motives, the Wild Elves would have their homes burnt to the ground, their great Earthen monuments destroyed, and their warriors put to the sword.

This was the way every hundred years. Daphos, the brooding Drow OverLord, would seek penance from his ancestral foes. As his assassins did work with their poisoned cutlery, Daphos stood astride the high ground, seeking a challenge worthy of his ancient hatred.