The little green intruder poked his head out from behind the graffiti-scrawled couch in the backroom. "Ah, there you are," he said, eyeing the giant elf with a squint. "I've been hunting you for weeks, my pointy friend." He nocked an arrow in his longbow, the camouflage cloak swishing around his stumpy legs.

"I'm not exactly sure why a gnome is hunting me," the elf said, amused. "I've never offended your people to my knowledge." The gnome's wild green hair bristled as he scowled.

"Your people have done plenty!" he snarled. "Stolen our mushroom recipes, borrowed our gardening gloves without asking. I'm here to get revenge!" He took aim at the elf's knees. "I'll have you hopping around like a fool!"

The elf burst out laughing. "You're a fierce one, aren't you? But I'm not going to be taken down by a gnomie commando in a teenager's bedroom." He reached for his sword, chuckling.

"Hey, watch it! This is my hideout!" The gnome grumbled, lowering his bow. "Fine, you win this time, elf. But I'll be back!" He turned and stomped out, cape flapping.