So here is something i have been cooking up for a long time. It's just a silly little lore project about elves and stuff like that :)

‘My name is Renée, that is my birth name. My full name is Renée, Auréliena, Pavlova. The middle name and last name were assigned to me upon my promotion to the general staff quarters of our kingdom. I have become one of the “sons” of our king. No, I do not remember my previous full name nor the face of my own mother or father. Neither am I supposed to. I was blessed by our king and the church to become one of the leading Generals in many upcoming battles against us, our peoples, and the church. I am one of the youngest generals on the field, being promoted only 20 years ago.’ 

‘Thank you, Renée.’ A man in a black outfit with red accents replies. They are both sitting in a locked room with a singular light coming from a lamp. The man is writing in a book, pages reflecting the light onto his face. He stops writing and asks, ‘Tell me what happened during your most recent battle with the humans.’