Continue down the road.

After an hour or so of walking, the road begins to run alongside a river. The sound of running water relaxes you, and you decide to stop and eat.

As you chew on your bread and cheese, you hear a splashing sound in the water behind you. Peering through the trees, you spot the source of the noise.

A naked man is wading through the water into the river, a spear in hand. He watches the surface silently, wooden spear raised in anticipation. Lightning fast he leaps forward and stabs the water, creating a large splash. When he pulls back, you see that there’s a fish stuck to the end of the spear. He turns, placing it in a small woven basket, before returning to the water.

He really is beautiful. An elf, you suspect. His honey-coloured hair falls down past his pointed ears, framing his feminine features: long, pretty eyelashes, high cheekbones, and a pair of plump lips.

Your eyes travel down his slender, toned body to his penis, hairless and half-erect as it swings to and fro. You’ve heard stories of elves and their beauty, but you’d never thought you’d see one. No-one has ever heard of any living in these woods.

You watch as he sticks another fish, admiring his ass as he bends over to place it in his basket. You bet you could join him in fishing, if you had the training with a spear.