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Elladan Peredhil · 02-10-2003, 08:47 PM

Perlos sneered as he looked the captured elf up and down. He looked like a typical elf, right down to the "holier-than-thou" attitude he seemed to have in the presence of his captors, which infuriated Perlos even more. He walked up to the elf, slapping him across the face. "You are ours now..."

One of the other Easterlings forcefully pulled him back. "The master will be angry. We may have the opportunity to win this war once and for all if this elf turns out to be important. He may be a good bargaining tool."

"Bah! He is just a useless elf.." Perlos growled, pushing the other Easterling away with a murderous glare. "No one would care if he was dead." As if to prove his point, he reached for his knife.

"Oh no you don't!" another Easterling spoke up, and he, along with another three of his companions, restrained Perlos. "We obey the Master, and the Dark Lord would want us to keep this elf alive... For now..." They let Perlos up, but guarded the elf carefully.

Perlos stood, wiped his bloodied lip and glared at the others. How could they all be so foolish? he wondered. If I were in charge, there wouldn't be any more elves left to make trouble for us now...

He stalked off towards the cave, grumbling to himself. Once there, he sat down in a darkened corner and dabbed his lower lip with the back of his hand, making sure it was no longer bleeding. Perlos' eyes crinkled into small slits as he spotted the second Orc coming into the cave. 'Not another one..' he thought to himself.

He busied himself pulling the meat off a small coney that he had managed to forage earlier ready to eat for his mid-day meal. At least if he didn't have to look at the Orc, he could pretend it didn't exist.

"Bah! There's hardly any meat to go around here.. How's a person supposed to survive if all they can find to eat is a puny little rabbit with more bone than meat?" He let out an indignant snort. "When is this work going to pay off? I'm sick of having to forage for my food. If those Elves hadn't stolen all the decent growing lands, maybe I wouldn't have to."

He continued grumbling to himself as he knawed on the bones, trying to ignore his still-growling stomach as he attempts to get the last of the meat off them. Spotting Nozhdrul watching him, he glares. "What do you want?"

[ February 12, 2003: Message edited by: Elladan Peredhil ]

02-10-2003, 08:47 PM	#8
Elladan Peredhil Animated Skeleton Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Middle Earth Posts: 38	Perlos sneered as he looked the captured elf up and down. He looked like a typical elf, right down to the "holier-than-thou" attitude he seemed to have in the presence of his captors, which infuriated Perlos even more. He walked up to the elf, slapping him across the face. "You are ours now..." One of the other Easterlings forcefully pulled him back. "The master will be angry. We may have the opportunity to win this war once and for all if this elf turns out to be important. He may be a good bargaining tool." "Bah! He is just a useless elf.." Perlos growled, pushing the other Easterling away with a murderous glare. "No one would care if he was dead." As if to prove his point, he reached for his knife. "Oh no you don't!" another Easterling spoke up, and he, along with another three of his companions, restrained Perlos. "We obey the Master, and the Dark Lord would want us to keep this elf alive... For now..." They let Perlos up, but guarded the elf carefully. Perlos stood, wiped his bloodied lip and glared at the others. How could they all be so foolish? he wondered. If I were in charge, there wouldn't be any more elves left to make trouble for us now... He stalked off towards the cave, grumbling to himself. Once there, he sat down in a darkened corner and dabbed his lower lip with the back of his hand, making sure it was no longer bleeding. Perlos' eyes crinkled into small slits as he spotted the second Orc coming into the cave. 'Not another one..' he thought to himself. He busied himself pulling the meat off a small coney that he had managed to forage earlier ready to eat for his mid-day meal. At least if he didn't have to look at the Orc, he could pretend it didn't exist. "Bah! There's hardly any meat to go around here.. How's a person supposed to survive if all they can find to eat is a puny little rabbit with more bone than meat?" He let out an indignant snort. "When is this work going to pay off? I'm sick of having to forage for my food. If those Elves hadn't stolen all the decent growing lands, maybe I wouldn't have to." He continued grumbling to himself as he knawed on the bones, trying to ignore his still-growling stomach as he attempts to get the last of the meat off them. Spotting Nozhdrul watching him, he glares. "What do you want?" [ February 12, 2003: Message edited by: Elladan Peredhil ]