Elves are healers of magical creatures, sure. Well, the cute or pretty ones anyway. If a big-eyed baby manticore gets orphaned, there are elves there before the first tear hits the ground. If a hippogriff gets a hangnail, elves will wait on it hand and foot until it's too fat to fly. And if a unicorn gets a stone in its hoof--dear lord, call out the national guard, there'll be elves peeling grapes and fetching pillows at all hours, the finest elven podiatrists will be called in, it's a crisis.*

But if a troll hurts itself? Yep, there's only one elf you call in then, our patient and long-suffering friend, Sings-to-Trees.
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I can't leave that elf alone, man. And the sad troll...I gotta paint more sad trolls... *grin* Ah--Painter 7, intuos tablet, prints available, for $10 and $20, visit [link] if interested!


*At least one exceedingly clever warlord was known to exploit this tendency by turning a half-dozen unicorns with head-colds loose immediately before a battle, causing a total defection by the enemy as they all rushed to offer laps and hold hankies.