[DrinkToMeOnlyWithThineEyes]

Ignoring the words the elf had spoken, she looked down at her work and forced herself to focus. "This village was created by He Who Walks In the Fields to offer us succour from the times of darkness and desolation." She explained as she looked outside, "Such havens had been made rare but bountiful in supplying to the children of its land." She murmured as she began mashing the herbs together in a small bowl before she took the remaining herbs and tossed them into a cauldron.

"The children here had been raised without the taints of the rest of the world." She explained softly, "The parents are lucky when they have children, and the children find enjoyment in the simplest things." She smiled, "They just...they bring life and sunlight into this world." She almost whispered, pausing in her work as she thought of all the children she'd met and tended to.

*He Who Walks In the Fields is the one who the humans consider as their maker, or the lord of the lands. Then there was the war time for the humans which is the times of darkness and desolation. In case I end up confusing you.