The Large elf grumbled, he had been sitting in his workshop most of the night, trying to figure out how to make a more lethal arrow than the one the elves were already using. A simple razor arrowhead, nothing more. Their armor was probably going to be thick and that meant more arrows would be expended when the army came. He twirled his latest invention in his hands, linna-gūr, and mumbled under his breath.
"Keldin, have you found something we could use?" Elenna asked, impatience tainted her voice and glittered like the embers of a dying flame in her eyes.
"No." He said softly "I have not found it, but patience my dear. Patience. It will come."
"We don't have time for patience! It must be done quickly, the army is coming." The elfin maiden snapped, immediatly regreting hastling the massive elf. "The army will not wait for you to come up with a solution." She said calmly.
He turned his tired gaze to her, his unnervingly calm steel grey eyes held hers "My dear, the idea will come to me soon and then I can get your arrows to you, but bothering me will just hinder the progress."
Elenna sighed "Fine." She tapped the door with her knuckle before leaving.
Turning back to his desk, he glanced at the glass cup that sat with water in it. His eyes went wide as he picked up the glass. "Brilliant." he muttered, smiling to himself. "This idea will be my best yet."
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