"Because..." The girl he had been dancing with the night before peeked out from behind a tree. "Ye were fool enough ta take a wee drink fro'Rohnan an is'friends."

In shock Tiri jumped into the haystack, covering up his more exposed manly parts. Blushing, all he could mutter was. "Uh-huh..." Mostly he was looking the girl over wondering if they had...well...done anything worth mentioning. She was very pretty, hair like fire, fair skin, tanned slightly, deep brown eyes, nice body...and from the looks of things...was it just him or was he slightly disapointed at the thought of nothing happening.

The girl's face turned as red as hair when she relized what he was thinking. "Oh noooo, nottin of d'sort happen Master Elf." Still blushing she threw him his clothes. "Here, I retreived d'em fer ye."

Releived Tiri smiled, his face slightly colored as well. "Thank ya dear. Nah more of this 'Master' or 'Sir'. Meh name is Tiri Celebehtele." The girl nodded with a slight smile and turned to go. "Ain't ya gonna tell me yer name?" He called after her in a less than composed manner.

"Narra Nerannte." Narra whispered quietly, blushing somemore, Tiri gave her a lopsided grin as she left. When he was sure there was no one around he went and got back into his clothes.

Taking a quick look around Tiri made his way back to the Tavern. No where could he find signs of Lindor or Tindomerel, which made him worry, for both Lindor and his sister had taught him how to track and both were amazing trackers.

Catching site of the Man named Rohnan Tiri made his way to the humans circle of friends. "Last night twas a fine night fer drinkin, eh lads?"

They all gave him an uncomfortable look, even though Tiri wore his usual bright smile, the men could sense that they were on dangerous ground. The dwarves that stayed at the Snow Rabbits Tavern and Inn, stopped packing and looked on at the elf, who stood quite a bit taller than anyone there. "But then I can't quite recall most of it, perhaps ye'd like ta fill me in? Hm?"

Tiri got right in the face of Rohnan. Rohnan was of average hieght with shaggy red hair and brown eyes, and had a good build. But something in the eyes of the elf, made the man think twice before opening his mouth. "Ya nee'not git all fired u'about it." Crossing his arms and making a defiant look that changed quickly into an apologetic look. "We was threatened ya see, the dark'uns...lookin sometin' like yer self, told us to give'em a holler if ya elvish folk shows up, don'tcha see...an if we give ya'all a lil bi'of a sleepin potion an give ye to'em, nottin happens ta us. We searched ya first, no sense in havin all'a'ya come to harm."

The look on the handsome elf's face changed to one that could of killed a bird from 10 miles away, his voice on the other hand boardered on confused and hysterical anger. "Come again there mate? Ya led drow right t'us?!" For amoment he looked like he was going to attack Rohnan but saw Narra not that far off and for some reason thought better of it. Groaning Tiri put his head in his hands and paced back and forth, muttering to himself.

Rohnan began to speak somemore. "See'ere, we di'no have a choice in d'matter! Just be'appy we di'na give ye up to'em" Narra ran over and held a hand up to her brother to stop speaking, for it would do no good. By this time there was a crowd of mixed races out watching.

One of the dwarves known as Kili by the elven group after the night of dance and music, came over to Tiri. "I saw the pretty one outside by the trees yonder." Kili pointed. "Then she just ran. I didn't see what from...the Men carried off the little one, don't know where too." Kili glared at the humans.

Tiri drew an arrow from it's quiver and aimed his bow inbetween Rohnans eyes........

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