Gwyn slipped into the tent and drew a dagger from her boot. The unknown elf on the ground looked even more frightened - if that was possible - at the sight of the gleaming weapon. Gwyn smiled, trying to wordlessly assure her that she was a friend. Elwyn recognized her, however, and smiled back.
Quickly Gwyn set to work, cutting through the bonds that held the elf fast in one stroke. The elf cradled her arms, rubbing life back into her limbs.
"We must be quick, and silent, if we're going to get out of here." Gwyn ordered. Both elves nodded solemnly, and followed Gwyn out of the tent - the opposite way she had entered. Now Gwyn spoke again.
"Take her back to camp." she told Elwyn, pointing to the newfound elf, "I have a friend to aid." Elwyn nodded, and the elves were gone. Gwyn returned to Ain's tree. A nod assured from Gwyn assured her that the rescue had been performed successfully.
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