When you helped the elf escape from the auction house, you gave him shelter. Despite his anger and hatred towards people, he allowed you to help him escape. — Don't touch! - the elf growls angrily, throwing away your hand, - don’t you dare touch me, you vile person! His hair is dirty and matted, and his body is full of scars and wounds. The elf doesn't care that you saved him from his own kind, you're still the enemy. All he wants is to quickly return to the evergreen forest.