My thanks to all my reviewers! And yes I am reviewing a little early, and this is because I got impatient waiting for 1 review that wouldn't come. This chapter gives you an idea of what might happen, Read on and find out.
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The fellowship stared at their now-captured assailant, he was stranger then any being they had seen before, his skin was black, as black as ebony, his hair was stark white, and his eyes were red and angry; on top of all that he was an elf, if a rather short one, only 6'1; they had never seen a so peculiar being. The black-skinned elf glared at them, thought they could see that in the light of Gandalf's staff it pained him, especially at Legolas.
"Who are you? Why did you attack us? And what were you intending to do with us?"
Kirrath did not answer the man; he saw absolutely no reason to.
The fellowship glanced around wondering if there were any other black-elves watching them. Kirrath observed them silently, watching for any weaknesses amongst the group; he found one.
"If you promise not to harm us, we will untie you and let you walk free."
Kirrath was stunned by this; treating him with what? Kindness? This was too much for him to believe; and to good and opportunity to pass up.
"What's the catch?" Kirrath snapped, figuring it best to play the game of reluctance.
The Fellowship glanced at each other not sure how to answer.
"The catch…" Gandalf said calmly is that you will lead us out of these caves…"
"Caves? You call these caves" Kirrath exclaimed. Kirrath was starting to wonder if these people were from Faerun at all.
"If not caves then what are they?" Legolas demanded rather disliking the black-skinned elf.
"These 'caves' as you put them, are a huge network of caverns and tunnels." Kirrath paused looking to each of the surface dwellers. "They are blacker then any cave you surface dwellers would ever explore, here demons and creatures of chaos rule." Kirrath stopped leaving the surface dwellers to digest these words. "I will aid you as I can see you are new to these lands, and we wouldn't want you to get…lost." Kirrath felt a plan formulating in his mind, it would be interesting to try it out on these unsuspecting group of surface dwellers.
"I don't trust him" Legolas said "He is up to something"
"Oh, of course the surface elf would fear the Drow, would fear me, and he has every right to. But the underdark is vast, and none but those who have lived here all their lives could even begin to understand its complexity." Kirrath inwardly grinned, but set his face to one of blankness, this was going to be very interesting.
No one spoke for a moment, it was Gandalf who broke the silence "We will have you're allegiance, but you have been warned for if you go out of line then you will suffer for it."
"Of that I do not fear." Kirrath said simply.
Aragorn untied Kirrath, who nodded (not in thanks) "Come we have much ground to cover." And with that they were off, Kirrath was going to enjoy himself he was sure of that.
Ok what do you think? New and updated this chapter is. I know I should work on the next chapter but the words aren't coming to me. Give me a little more time. Isn't Kirrath cleaver?