Fidrohir and Snyd heard the yell. Fidrohir had not paid attention to it at first. Could have been Vlad getting mad at Khalad again. He was still cheering out of his mind due to the kind words from Snyd. But the screams were getting louder and it was not out of pain, it was a call for help. He shot up and ran to the sound. Snyd right behind him. Fidrohir had his axe out and was waving it against the branches that would get in his way. He reached the spot of trouble and found that Vlad and Jaheira were already there. He ran to the elf, which was now un top of Khalad. With a hard wave he whacked him of Khalad. He jumped up and wanted to attack Fidrohir.
"Arthain!" The elf shouted. For what reason, Fidrohir did not know or care.
Vlad jumped him from the back, grabbed the wrists of the elf and turned them on his back. The elf struggled harshly and Khalad was still on the ground. Snyd wanted to assist Vlad, but was kicked in the stomach and in the face since he doubled over. Jaheira took one of her daggers, but the struggling elf kicked those out of her hands too. Fidrohir ran to the elf but the rat kicked him in the groan.
Those legs are the first thing going of when we get to play with him." Fidrohir thought as he loaded up his crossbow.
He aimed for the chest and caught the eye of Melost.
"Stop moving or you will become our new coat rack you little rat." Fidrohir said with his crossbow in his hand, raised to his full length above the elf.
Melost stopped kicking and Khalad was up and about again. He looked at Melost, his eyes filled with disbelieve. Over what, Fidrohir did not know. Vlad dragged the elf back to the camp and threw him down by the fire while cursing at him. Fidrohir just walked along with them. Vlad looked very angry.
"I will watch him now. It seems that our lovely friend Khalad here was is not able to watch over a single person."
Firdrohir went back to the three where he had been and resumed watch.
[ July 29, 2003: Message edited by: Helkahothion ]
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