((Oh stop your whining already))
The elf looked at the woman quite sharply before taking out a necklace and his bow. An arrow whisked throught air and emitted a thud when it sank into a young oak next to her. The necklace swung for a while before stopping and revealing two axes crossed with a wolf's head above them.
"If you are who you claim to be, you should know who does that belong to. Or who did it belong to before her disappearance" the elf said as he put his bow back and jumped on his horse, eyeing the rest of the group at the same so no trickery would take place.
"Our posturings, our imagined self-importance,
the delusion that we have some privileged position in the universe,
are challenged by this point of pale light.
Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark.
In our obscurity – in all this vastness – there is no hint that help will come from elsewhere to save us from ourselves."
- Carl Sagan