RP: Crimson Sword

[Amanaduial the archer]

The elf thrashed out at elanors face and, unsure of this clumsy orc body, she ell backwards, narrowly missing striking her head.
Fuzzily she opened her eyes, trying to see Elwyn and got a major shock when she saw the arrow aimed from an elven bow at her throat from mere inches away.
"Hmmm, to shoot or not to shoot..." Elanor tried at a joke, hoping the grim elf would realise that she was not an orc. The bow came closer, now at point blanc range. Elanor almost yelped as the arrow nicked her neck and put her hands in the air. Focusing she willed herself to change, visualising her own human form. Back career move, the ef tightned the string as she saw the orcs form moving and let the arrow loose, narrowly missing the woman as she rolled to one side. She completed the change and stood up, looking widly around for Elwyn or that cursed other elf. She spun around the other way, as did the surprised bow wielding elf, as a pair of vicious looking orcs entered, blades drawn. The elf immediatley loosed of several arrows before eyeing Elanor. "I dont know what you are, orc or woman." She said carefully. "But if you have anything to do with those that have just got away, run now!"
Elanor nodded breathlessly and slid under the back of the tent into the chaotic camp, desperatley hoping she wouldnt be seen.
"Great. So this is what you get for being nice!Note to self; see any other cative elves, dont bother!" She muttered, stumbling away unnoticed hrough the camp...