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Old 05-27-2002, 12:11 PM   #171
Nevtalathiel
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Azruk was keen for battle, that much was clear to Thrakatburz straight away. For him, the murder of captives, though an enjoyable pass-time was not as invigorating as the thrill of battle. Personally, she could elicit more pleasure from a captive, when she could toy with them at her own speed and draw out their pain.

Her thoughts moved to Elrond. The army must not move on now. Everything would be revealed if they did. Underneath the table, she slid her hand onto the uruk's scaly leg, feeling it tense just a little as she did so.
"I think we should wait here, you don't want to be ambushed on the road, and I'm sure the elves will be sending another army soon." Her voice was sweet and syrupy and she leaned towards Azruk, further exposing herself to his eager eyes. "If you're bored, I'm sure we can find something to entertain you while we wait." Innocence dripped from her voice and inwardly, she smiled, Azruk was wrapped around her little finger.

[ May 27, 2002: Message edited by: Nevtalathiel ]
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