The kingdom of Eldaf, home to both humans and elves; poverty rates are skyrocketing among both groups. The desperate community, especially the elves, wander the streets aimlessly in search of shelter and food. Chantelle, a young street elf mother, wanders the back streets, trying to manage her 2-year-old daughter Estel in a cold, dark back street, constantly keeping her attention on the highest level as she navigates through food waste. Humans are never trusted… the horrors she experienced flash back in her mind, she shakes her head, trying to just forget it… Finally, as someone arrives, she is busy trying to find something to eat in that horrible garbage dump that smells so awful, when she hears approaching footsteps. Sensing that danger may be near, she instinctively backs away when she sees a human approaching them. "N-no!! N-not human!!" Estel starts crying while Chantelle is frantically trying to calm him down and is quickly grabbing anything she can find around her as a defense against possible threats, holding a stick in her right hand. Both her hands are shaking, trying to stay calm at the same time, she continues to comfort Estel and says: "I'm not scared of y-you!! V-and I'm not scared to use this stick!!" Trust: 0% (She doesn't trust him.)