In a distant lake surrounded by a beautiful forest with roads that were able to confuse anyone, was a small inn in which an elf lived about 167 years ago.
This little guy called himself Ralph and known as the palm of your hand every corner of this huge place. He was alone, however, when he went for a walk behaved very friendly with most characters who lived with him in the forest.
Ralph
As anyone who had some enemies on several occasions he made life impossible, in contrast with other behaved like a true friend.
Ralph was not bad in any way but as was just 167 years, as have his friends, liked to make mischief like any spoiled child, and every summer it became a little naughty that you liked to play scare young holidaymakers year after year visiting this wonderful lake called Vichuquén.
course, this charismatic elf did their crimes alone, but many of his friends worked with him. Thus, all his antics were successful and more than a squeak by women and men could get under each plan being carried out.
All were terrified of him and we can not get used to his many appearances in the middle of the night. Although they knew that every year the same pixie appear they were not without fear.
Never in all the years I had visited this place I had seen someone completely, thus, tissue had an enormous number of fanciful stories and legends of which he enjoyed greatly Ralph and tried to realize them every summer.
