Still with the dwarves.....
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Barbanril and his tribe ran to the direction of the caves, Barbanril carrying the elf child. They were hurrying as much as they could, for they feared that the she-elf had gone to call other elves, and ten dwarves would be no match for many armed elves. Although Barbanril was running as fast as he could and using all his energy, he was fuming inside. Those IDIOT incompatible fools! How could his troop let themselves be taken by surprise by an unarmed SHE-ELF?!?!? They were experienced soldiers, and they should have known better and not been fooled like that!
Barbanril managed to growl although he barely had any breath left, and the closest dwarf, Hanar, who was a friend of his, asked, panting,
"Are you alright?"
Barbanril nodded and continued running, saving his energy and tightening his grip on the girl. He looked down at her, and saw that in her sleep, she had grabbed hold of his beard with her left hand and clutched it tight, sucking her right thumb. Strangely, Barbanril ceased to feel anger at her. She looked so. cute, just lying there, relying on him for her protection.
Barbanril growled, louder, and pushed all thoughts out of his head. He was a CAPTAIN, not some idiot rebel dwarf who LIKED elves! Really! He was almost shocking himself! Barbanril sighed and started wishing that the journey was over and he would be able to rest, because even for a dwarf, ten miles was a long way to run while carrying a child.
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Barbanril sighed as he put his feet up and leaned back on the couch in his 'room', if you would say that a cave had rooms. Everything had gone well, and the child had been given to Nargadorgar, and then he had gone to rest in his cave, and that was where he was now. Barbanril sighed. Nargadorgar had said some strange things, though, and Barbanril didn't even want to think about what he might have meant. Barbanril lay his head back on the pillow and thought over his conversation.
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Barbanril stumbled into the caves, breathing heavily, the elvish child still in his arms. Nargadorgar himself had come out to meet them.
"Why, Barbanril!" he exclaimed in surprise. "You did this very quickly! I think I'll promote you to General! Excellent job."
Barbanril tried not to smirk or look boastful. But the happy expression on his face cooled down a little at Nargadorgar's next words.
"So, GENERAL Barbanril, what do you think I'm going to do with the child?"
Barbanril only thought for a second before answering.
"Well, Sir, I was wondering why, but it's not my position to question you."
Nargadorgar smiled. "You're a good leader, Barb, so I will tell you what I'm going to do with the elf. Basically, she will be living here with us for the next many years, we will treat her like a slave, and she will remain here until I say otherwise. Oh, and Barbanril, tell everyone else that I want her UNSPOILED."
Barbanril looked indignant. "Milord, we are honorable dwarves, not orcs! We would not harm someone who you told us not to!"
Narg smiled openly, and with some humor. "No, of course not, Barb. Hmm. I also will need a caretaker for her. and some sleeping quarters. I'll see what I can do. I will inform you of my decision, Barb."
And this time, his grin was more like a smirk. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~END~FLASHBACK~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Barbanril sighed again. He didn't know what Nargadorgar was planning, but he did have a feeling that he wouldn't like it.
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Barbanril and his tribe ran to the direction of the caves, Barbanril carrying the elf child. They were hurrying as much as they could, for they feared that the she-elf had gone to call other elves, and ten dwarves would be no match for many armed elves. Although Barbanril was running as fast as he could and using all his energy, he was fuming inside. Those IDIOT incompatible fools! How could his troop let themselves be taken by surprise by an unarmed SHE-ELF?!?!? They were experienced soldiers, and they should have known better and not been fooled like that!
Barbanril managed to growl although he barely had any breath left, and the closest dwarf, Hanar, who was a friend of his, asked, panting,
"Are you alright?"
Barbanril nodded and continued running, saving his energy and tightening his grip on the girl. He looked down at her, and saw that in her sleep, she had grabbed hold of his beard with her left hand and clutched it tight, sucking her right thumb. Strangely, Barbanril ceased to feel anger at her. She looked so. cute, just lying there, relying on him for her protection.
Barbanril growled, louder, and pushed all thoughts out of his head. He was a CAPTAIN, not some idiot rebel dwarf who LIKED elves! Really! He was almost shocking himself! Barbanril sighed and started wishing that the journey was over and he would be able to rest, because even for a dwarf, ten miles was a long way to run while carrying a child.
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Barbanril sighed as he put his feet up and leaned back on the couch in his 'room', if you would say that a cave had rooms. Everything had gone well, and the child had been given to Nargadorgar, and then he had gone to rest in his cave, and that was where he was now. Barbanril sighed. Nargadorgar had said some strange things, though, and Barbanril didn't even want to think about what he might have meant. Barbanril lay his head back on the pillow and thought over his conversation.
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Barbanril stumbled into the caves, breathing heavily, the elvish child still in his arms. Nargadorgar himself had come out to meet them.
"Why, Barbanril!" he exclaimed in surprise. "You did this very quickly! I think I'll promote you to General! Excellent job."
Barbanril tried not to smirk or look boastful. But the happy expression on his face cooled down a little at Nargadorgar's next words.
"So, GENERAL Barbanril, what do you think I'm going to do with the child?"
Barbanril only thought for a second before answering.
"Well, Sir, I was wondering why, but it's not my position to question you."
Nargadorgar smiled. "You're a good leader, Barb, so I will tell you what I'm going to do with the elf. Basically, she will be living here with us for the next many years, we will treat her like a slave, and she will remain here until I say otherwise. Oh, and Barbanril, tell everyone else that I want her UNSPOILED."
Barbanril looked indignant. "Milord, we are honorable dwarves, not orcs! We would not harm someone who you told us not to!"
Narg smiled openly, and with some humor. "No, of course not, Barb. Hmm. I also will need a caretaker for her. and some sleeping quarters. I'll see what I can do. I will inform you of my decision, Barb."
And this time, his grin was more like a smirk. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~END~FLASHBACK~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Barbanril sighed again. He didn't know what Nargadorgar was planning, but he did have a feeling that he wouldn't like it.