-SECRET AGENT ELF-

---This is what happens with the Elf lord Elrond when confronting the idea of destroying the one ring. Isn't it sad how he can be sane one moment and completely lose it the next? I guess this is what a good 1000 years and little pointy eared singing elves can do to him. Not to mention the fact he has that annoying daughter Arwen of his.......---

~ Elrond ducks into his room. He looks in the mirror fixing his circlet and gives that weird arched stare of his. He picks up a small dagger and breaks into a song~

"There's an Elf who leads a life of danger,

To everyone he meets he stays a stranger,

With every decision he makes, another chance he takes

Odds are he won't live to see tomorrow."

~He Poses next to his door on one knee, dagger held in throwing position~

"Secret Agent Elf, Secret agent Elf

They've given you a role and taken away your life."

"Beware of friendly faces that you find,

A friendly face can hide an evil mind, ( That's right Boromir I'm after you!)

Ah, Be careful of what they say, or you'll give your smile away (and If you do...)

Odds are you won't live to see tomorrow"

"Secret Ageeeennt Elf, Secret Ageeeent Elf,

They've given you a role and taken away your life...."

~ Arwen peeks in on him~

"Er ... Father?"

~ Elrond in a very dramatic pose, turns a new shade of red, stands and clears throat~

"Yes? What do you want now?"

"The council is ready, I believe your to attend..."

~Arwen disappears out of the doorway~

"Seeeeecreeet Agggent Elf, to the rescue!"

~Elrond walks out importantly~