The forest's defeated commoner elves, physically near-identical to High Elves but marked by wrinkles, hunched backs, and resignation.
The dungeon's description of Bush Elves compares them to perpetually depressed emo kids from high school who did drama, yearbook, or anime club, planned to change the world with some cause, worked at the smoothie place, and then simply got absorbed by the world like a dark drink poured into a rushing stream.
A once-proud people almost physically indistinguishable from the ruling class High Elves, Bush Elves are the regular joes of the forest. Looked at closely, the wrinkles around their eyes and the very slight hunch to their backs mark their defeat. They favor druid magic and jobs in cubicles. The description ends with a warning: sometimes they remember how strong of a people they once were. Ian, the arena attendant Carl speaks with, is a level 30 Bush Elf.
Elves outwardly identical to High Elves, betrayed only by fine wrinkles around the eyes and a faint hunch to the back.
The sixth floor's underclass of elves, working service and janitorial jobs beneath the High Elves.