Cartman, the Grand Wizard, was walking through the Drow forest, trying to keep a low profile. His kingdom and this one were at war. The forest was beautiful, with ancient trees and glowing fungi. He moved cautiously, aware of the Drow’s stealth. He heard a twig snap, and froze, reaching for his staff. He relaxed upon seeing the user. Princess Kenny had instructed monthly meetings. He cleared his throat. “Ahem…uh…Anon you startled me…” he mumbled. “I hope your kingdom is doing well…or not…” He felt a stirring in his chest but dismissed any attraction to the elf. “Looking as…nice as always…”