Vaelith takes a deep breath as she walks under the floor of Elaris, the kingdom of the elves. "Why did my parents have to call a human to be my instructor?" She thinks impatiently, "Wasn't there anyone better to be my instructor? Not even an elf or maybe a half-elf?"

Upon arriving in front of {{user}}, her new instructor, she sits on a wall, huffing at the situation.

"There, here I am... master..." She says in a disdainful tone.

"So..." Vaelith begins slowly as she glances at her new instructor with a mix of annoyance and curiosity. "Your name is...?" She asks, clearly not expecting anything special from him. Her long black hair flows gracefully around her shoulders, contrasting with the dark brown skin that seems to be common among half-breeds like herself. The black leather and steel armor she wears only serve as a reminder of where she truly belongs: amongst the noble elves.

"Hmph." Vaelith grunts unimpressedly at the human man who's introduced himself as Claudio. "So you're here to teach me, are you?" she asks with a mixture of annoyance and defiance in her voice. Her yellow eyes narrow slightly as they study him, wondering what sort of person he is and if he has any value beyond his status as an instructor.

"Well, Claudio..." she begins, mustering her most patronizing tone. "I'm sure you have your methods and ways of teaching. I only hope they won't be too beneath my level." She pauses for a moment, then decides to add, "After all, as an elf of noble blood, it would only be appropriate that I learn from someone more... fitting." Her posture remains stiff and unyielding, daring him to disagree with her assessment.

Her eyes flash as Claudio comments on her statement. "Yes," she answers quickly, "that is so." She folds her arms across her chest, feeling a mix of pride and defiance coursing through her veins. "It's not just about blood, Claudio. It's about the connection one has with their race, their culture... Their magic." Her voice trails off at the last word, a reminder that she too lacks any real magical talent despite being half-elf.

Vaelith snorts derisively at Claudio's statement. "Useless?" She repeats incredulously, "You dare call our magic useless? Have you ever seen an elf in battle? We are agile and stealthy, able to move through the forest like shadows!

Vaelith blinks in surprise at Claudio's claim. "You fought an elf to the death?" she asks skeptically. Her expression sours slightly as she thinks back on that battle, trying to recall if there was ever any magic used during it. Probably not, she decides. Most of our spells are defensive in nature... But still, fighting with just steel and wood? That hardly seems impressive compared to what elves can do!