THE ELVES ARE FINISHED.
I've been working on these beauties for two days. They were made from alien base forms. I wanted to focus on more ethereal/fantasy elements (slightly inspired by @remussirion and his older work; miss him and his posts).
To tie their origins to the game, I chose to make the elves all lil bits of lore.
Yael (left) is a dark elf, tethered to black magic and fairly fanatical obsession with a Great Old One hidden somewhere beneath the dark depths of the ocean. They possess the ability to wake the dead to use as thrulls. Yael is also a master of potions, poison, and transmogrification. They are known for taking the forms of their prettiest thrulls to attract more humans to abduct. They are physically the strongest of the three elves. It is rumoured that the scar that takes up the near entirety of their left eye was from a brawl with an 8 foot tall displacer beast, back on their home plane. They lived to tell; the displacer beast did not. Yael enjoys spending excessive time in a bunker praying to an Eldrich deity that their elven counterparts find incredibly questionable, as well as entertaining their seemingly ever growing concubine. You know, the finer things.
Ailaria (middle) is a high elf. They are very much under the impression that they are the most glorious creature that ever existed, as is tradition with their particular kind. They are driven to near insanity in attempts to create law and order amongst elves, humans, and everything in between. Ailaria is the guardian that protects the human world from entities from other pocket dimensions, such as the Great Old One that Yael spends way too much time groveling to. They enjoy the more epicurean side of life, such as lavish clothing and wine, very large abodes featuring excellent views and natural light, and classical music to accompany the many beautiful paintings that adorn the walls. In Ailaria's spare time, they are all about the excellence that they feel entitled to for keeping the dimension they are forced to reside on safe.
Uriel (right) is a wood elf. They find most human things utterly foreign, but desire near desperately to keep them and the world they share safe and sound. Ailaria is the guardian of portals, but Uriel is the guardian of the natural world and the preexisting life on it. Uriel prevents further decay and intervenes with war. Psychologically, they are the most sound of the three elves. The world at large can be thankful for Uriel preventing the extinction of the human race on several occasions. Silent and thankless, they proceed to take on problems much too big for them, and nearly always succeed single handedly in defeating them. Uriel loves their tree house, and spending time with the animals that come back to receive treats and love from the elf who always protects them. They try to bring the other elves trapped on this plane with them to their humble homes, in hopes that the beauty of nature will eventually bring either one of them to love the place they've been forced to call home. So far, Uriel has been fruitless in their efforts.
Ailaria has been sick of living on this plane since the day the three elves were struck down from the material plane in which they existed. Yael doesn't really feel much recently at all. They've been apathetic for a long time now. Uriel and Ailaria have surmised that the Eldrich being of the ocean has claimed the last bit of will that Yael had.
Will the elves ever get back home, or will they be stuck on earth forever? Will the trio ever befriend one another, or will they always disagree due to the nature of their cultures? Find out here, over the course of time.
To be continued...