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Chameleon
Chapter Two - Informant
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"What word from the forest?" The tall, cloaked man asked, his booming voice echoing up into the tower.
"Not much my lord." The reply came.
"Sightings?"
"Nothing of note my lord however, the killings have been increasing in frequency… There are whispers my lord."
"Go on." A slight pause ensued as the informant weighed how much knowledge to share.
"Spiders have spoken of a shadow that moves within the trees." He started. "A deadly creature that moves in the dark. It has been given many names, Morchant, Cúthalion, Agarwaen..."
"Any particular reason these names are elven?"
"That is the concern my lord. The rumours say that this being is an elf. A shaft was pulled from one of our brothers and it is clearly elven in origin."
"The green child?"
"That is the conclusion my lord." Silence echoed in the tower, this new information taking it's time to sink in.
"We must not be too hasty to act upon this. Tell your brothers to bide their time. Keep a track of any movements within the forest and set a guard on Dol Guldur. We must protect the stronghold at any cost."
"Yes my lord Saruman. We will do the master's bidding." The informant bowed their head and turned to leave the tower.
"So the green child may still be alive." The wizard muttered, turning to his books and opening a tome on the bloodlines of the woodland elves. "You didn't escape without cost though, did you young Thranduilion?"
Translations
Morchant – Shadow
Cúthalion – Strong Bow
Agarwaen – Bloodstained