Zohariel had an idea. She stamped out of the palace, and clambered onto the roof. Aha. A glass skylight. Just above those pompous elves.
She grabbed a stone from her bag and threw it through the glass.
SMASH!
The stone landed slap in front of Thengise, nearly on her head. Zohariel danced and clapped her hands, nearly losing her balance. She leapt down, scooped up more stones and climbed back up, spraying stones in quick sucession and howling insults.
"Asses! Pompous idiots! Bigheaded Orcs! Ugly-" the last word was cut off as one of Legolas' arrows shot through the hole she had made. Zohariel drew her sword and cudgel, leapt through the hole and landed a mighty blow on the king's head before he could get out of the way.
[ January 08, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]
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Amin i waith dangeren i firn i guinar. Amin ith a riel guldur.
You keep talking but all I ever hear is blah blah blah.
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