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Sally panted and breathed heavily, her hair sticking to her head from all the sweat.

She turned to the guards, her eyes brimming with tears that would not fall since she was so dehydrated.
"Please... a little water or some food." She begged, her large eyes pulling at the heartstrings of many.
After all, she wasn't an elf! She was human!

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A bandit turned his head toward her and grined playfuly.
"Pardon us daer lady, but we are too poor to be able to give you what you ask." he said as the group burst out laughing, all of their plates were filled with meat.

Mirithil glared at them, not wanting to go any farther and create more trouble.

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Elradrien fumed silently, glaring at the human guards. If his hands were free...


His dark thoughts showed in his flashing eyes as he silently watched the humans eat.



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Another hour passed before the bandits began to move again. By this time, all of the prisoners were exausted but the sun had gone down and a cool breeze began to push them forward.
Mirithil breathed quickly, glancing at Sally every now and then to see if she was still alright. Her sight caught the eyes of something dangerous in the brush when it lepped away.
"Did you see something?" Hithuel whispered to her gesturing in the opposite direction.
"What are they?" Mirithil asked. They both turned when they heard a growl from the woods ahead. A pack of worgs stepped out to the edges of the woods and began to circle the group. Many of the bandits panicked at the site as others loaded their bows and arrows and shouted orders to take aim. The prisoners ducked benieth a wagon since they could not fight while they were tied.

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Sally slipped her hands out of the ropes which she had earlier untied and hurridly started loosing her companions while their captors were distracted.
She was exausted, and her hands trembled from nervousness.
"What do we do now?" She asked once they were all loose.

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Mirithil pointed to a hidden path benieth a ridge.
"I don't see any Worgs there, if we could get far enough away any survivors won't be able to catch up."


As the small group of captives got up and made their way to the path, Hithuel grabbed some bags of food from the wagon.



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Sally glanced cautiously behind her as they slipped deeper into the woods. Then fingered the jewel she had taken from the dragon hoard.
She had dropped it onpurposely before to save them, but then slipped it back in her palm as they were being dragged off.
Sally was sure not even the elves had seen it. Quietly she placed it back in her outer tunic and followed silently after her newfound friends.

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Mirithil looked up through the trees into the sky, nothing seemed to hint at where they had been led.
"We should get out of tracking distance, then maybe we can find a defensible position and a native who can tell us where we are."
"Wait," Hithuel started. "How will Calondel and your father be able to find us?"
Mirithil glanced back to where the bandits were fighting the worgs.
"We'll have to keep a scout after we've established a camp. We should hurry." She said as they made their way through the maze of trees.

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Several hours later, Elradrien perched in a tree at the edge of their newly established camp. His sharp eyes scanned the woods for any sign of pursuit, while his nimble fingers were busy braiding a string. His bow had been taken from him by the humans, so he was quickly trying to make a new one. A pile of arrows, their tips fire-hardened and their ends fletched with feathers from the bird cooking on a nearly smokeless fire, lay in the crook of the branch beside him. He glanced down when he heard someone approaching the tree from the camp behind him.

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