'whoa...what is this thing here?' she picked up the gun and turned it side to side. 'a gun, it is a weapon we use now, and if you want to save your dying race on your world, you will use that and abandon your sword.' He siad his silver eyes regarding her with amusment as the elf maiden carfully inspected the thing that somehow might save her people. Watch out elf hunters!!! though I would pick a sword over a blasted gun any day.. oh well! My third pic done with paintshop 8. Pickture drawn oh uh 2 years ago and just now colored.