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There is a whole can of frosting at work. It was left over from our manga program. I am trying very, very hard not to eat all of it. I am failing.

Why elves?

I have been blathering quite a bit lately. Of course, I’ve been blathering about the Broken Lands comic because I happen to inhabit the world of Shasta Daisy and Hanali and Silvanost and Khale, a lot. An inordinate amount of my creative energy is spent adventuring with a certain blue half-fiend and his pals. So naturally, I must share with the world because when I love something, everyone else is required to love it too. Or at least pretend they care.

 

However, to my dismay, as I’ve babbled endlessly to a few D&D loving, epic fantasy adventure reading acquaintances online, I’ve found that quite a few people hate, absolutely hate, elves. I mean with the sort of passion that will turn them off of a series, or web comic in my case, as soon as the elves show up. This of course makes me cry. I lurv elves. I mean, really, really, love elves.

 

 Sure, a story with good elf characters is hard to find. Elves can become cliché real quick, I’ll admit; but there’s something so awesome about elves, that I find most of my story lines either have one as a main character and/or involve them seriously in the plotline.  

 

( Cut for introspection on elves...and long-ness )