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<blockquote data-quote="El Jefe" data-source="post: 3066823" data-attributes="member: 19990">&quot;Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence&quot;, thought the elf as the man explained.&nbsp; Then he heard something that gave him a shock.Oirhandir stared, his eyes bulging in horror.&nbsp; &quot;No!&nbsp; Not...her family?&quot;&nbsp; The question died on his lips.&nbsp; The gentle, irrepressible elf who had sailed an ocean was in deep, deeper than he'd been in that dragon's lair.&nbsp; This must not come to pass!&nbsp; He'd hoped that maybe Scarlet would leave her family's &quot;plantation&quot; to be with him, but to be forced off?&nbsp; With or without his new companions, he'd die before letting that happen.&nbsp; As he recovered from the shock of Valdor's words, his resolve became as steel cooling from the crucible.&nbsp; Not the hot rage of a dwarf, or the bestial anger of an orc.&nbsp; No, Oirhandir was an elf, and that meant cool, calculated anger.&nbsp; It meant cunning and patience, and a lasting doom for whoever was responsible.&nbsp; He must know!&nbsp; But there was no sense acting like a fool in front of any of his friends, his old friend or his new ones.&quot;Forgive me&quot;, he began, &quot;but I find that thought most distressing.&nbsp; As I was thinking, to have such misfortune fall twice is no fortune at all, but a plot.&nbsp; It pains me to think that someone would single you out, but that seems the case.&nbsp; What enemies have you, that would do such a dastardly thing?&nbsp; Tell me, and I swear they will see low justice or high, but justice swift and sure.&quot;&nbsp; The elf's strange, golden eyes pleaded for an answer, the fire of anger giving them vigor, and the yawning abyss of dread stealing it away.He had to be strong for Scarlet, yet the thought of her being reduced to begging made him weak.&nbsp; He closed his eyes for a moment, and the world folded in upon itself.&nbsp; No, he must see this thing through.&nbsp; When the elf opened his eyes again, despair had been banished to some far corner...for now.</blockquote>

[QUOTE="El Jefe, post: 3066823, member: 19990"] "[I]Once is an accident, twice is a coincidence[/I]", thought the elf as the man explained. Then he heard something that gave him a shock.Oirhandir stared, his eyes bulging in horror. [COLOR=Green][B]"No! Not...her family?"[/B][/COLOR] The question died on his lips. The gentle, irrepressible elf who had sailed an ocean was in deep, deeper than he'd been in that dragon's lair. This must not come to pass! He'd hoped that maybe Scarlet would leave her family's "plantation" to be with him, but to be forced off? With or without his new companions, he'd die before letting that happen. As he recovered from the shock of Valdor's words, his resolve became as steel cooling from the crucible. Not the hot rage of a dwarf, or the bestial anger of an orc. No, Oirhandir was an elf, and that meant cool, calculated anger. It meant cunning and patience, and a lasting doom for whoever was responsible. He must know! But there was no sense acting like a fool in front of any of his friends, his old friend or his new ones. [COLOR=Green][B]"Forgive me"[/B][/COLOR], he began, [COLOR=Green][B]"but I find that thought most distressing. As I was thinking, to have such misfortune fall twice is no fortune at all, but a plot. It pains me to think that someone would single you out, but that seems the case. What enemies have you, that would do such a dastardly thing? Tell me, and I swear they will see low justice or high, but justice swift and sure."[/B][/COLOR] The elf's strange, golden eyes pleaded for an answer, the fire of anger giving them vigor, and the yawning abyss of dread stealing it away. He had to be strong for Scarlet, yet the thought of her being reduced to begging made him weak. He closed his eyes for a moment, and the world folded in upon itself. No, he must see this thing through. When the elf opened his eyes again, despair had been banished to some far corner...for now. [/QUOTE]

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