Kidnapped!

[Morai]

The elf leaped from the treehouse. Landing face first into one of his own pies, Harlon gained his auplause. Slowly moving about, he portrayed the scene of Nurhives departure. Dashing away from an unseen enemy or friend, Harlon shouted unheared words. Stoping, the elf played three parts, Nuhrive, Feadhros and Sultir.

Sliently, Harlon brought himself into a heated argument. Jumping from here to there, he threw his hat to the ground. Before he could stop himself from leaving, Harlon ran. Dashing circles around the enertained, he pretended to hurt his ankle.

Arruptly the elf stopped. Grabbing his arm behind him, he pulled himself away kicking mad. One thing left was his hat.

The crowd stood in wonder. It seemed the pantomime scene had served it's purpose. A small child knelt down to pick up the abandoned object. Jingling the bells, the young one giggled. Being held up, it was snatched away by it's owner.

"If you would like to help in the search of Nuhrive, meet in the Lady's hall at sunset. We are in need of many warriors." The fool spoke doing cartwheels away from the audience.

Once again the child looked into it's hands, instead of a jingle hat, she saw an elanor flower....