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littlemanpoet · 10-04-2004, 06:54 PM

"Despicable wench!" spat Tharonwe under his breath. Did he have time to move himself and his prisoner before they returned? Better yet, did he have time to capture the two women the Elves and Men had unthinkingly left behind? All was at a gamble now. Much was at stake. Tharonwe spared not another moment.

"Guard this one. I shall bring back two more." He ordered four of his slaves to accompany him. They hated leaving the swamp, but they were at his mercy. He promised them food, the very special kind they craved.

It was such an easy thing to catch up to the two human women, no matter how fast they walked. They were not Elves. How stupid the males had been. They did not think the way Tharonwe did. He approached them from behind, silently, and was upon them. The riders on both sides were now a good mile away, and had no thought for these two. Much to their regret later, to be sure.

He pulled out his pipe and two darts, dipped their points in one of his pouches, and blew twice. They both received the darts in the neck, and fell without a sound.

"Pick them up and carry them back, two to a body. Quickly!"

10-04-2004, 06:54 PM	#11
littlemanpoet Itinerant Songster Join Date: Jan 2002 Location: The Edge of Faerie Posts: 7,066	Tharonwe "Despicable wench!" spat Tharonwe under his breath. Did he have time to move himself and his prisoner before they returned? Better yet, did he have time to capture the two women the Elves and Men had unthinkingly left behind? All was at a gamble now. Much was at stake. Tharonwe spared not another moment. "Guard this one. I shall bring back two more." He ordered four of his slaves to accompany him. They hated leaving the swamp, but they were at his mercy. He promised them food, the very special kind they craved. It was such an easy thing to catch up to the two human women, no matter how fast they walked. They were not Elves. How stupid the males had been. They did not think the way Tharonwe did. He approached them from behind, silently, and was upon them. The riders on both sides were now a good mile away, and had no thought for these two. Much to their regret later, to be sure. He pulled out his pipe and two darts, dipped their points in one of his pouches, and blew twice. They both received the darts in the neck, and fell without a sound. "Pick them up and carry them back, two to a body. Quickly!" Last edited by littlemanpoet; 10-04-2004 at 07:27 PM.