A Drow Elf, A High Elf, And A Wood Elf Were Stranded On A Desert Island.

A Drow Elf, a High Elf, and a Wood Elf were stranded on a desert island.

They found an old lamp, rubbed it to clean it, and a genie appeared in a puff of smoke.

“I will grant you three wishes,” proclaimed the genie,

“one for each of you.”

“I wish to return to my city!” said the High Elf. Poof, he was teleported back to his home.

“I wish to return to the forest!” said the Wood Elf. Poof, he was teleported back to his forest kingdom.

The Drow Elf looked around at the desert island, utterly alone, and unable to return to his home after his exile.

“I’m lonely,” he said, “I wish they’d both come back!”