The elf's face became haggard again,
"Do not hurt me, for I was daunted by your bow and I would dearly like to meet this Anyara of whom you speak with such high-regard"
He knelt down to put his knife on the ground, stood up on again and stood expectantly waiting for Tinuiel to tell him what to do.
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Wicked Masster Cheatss Us!Cheatss Smeagol, gollum. He mussn't go that way, mussn't hurt Preciouss.
Give it to Smeagol, yess, give it to uss. GIVE IT TO USSSSS....
I'm evil I know, but hey, who's gonna stop me! Bwahahahahahahaha!
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