After being out for almost a whole page, Legolas recoveres his senses and looks around the unknown room, unable to find his weapons but enriched with a lump on the head, several bruises and a serious headache. Slowly he makes his way out of the room, removing some all-too-obvious folds from his dark-green clothes in the process.
The Nushruu at the bar is gone, and two men, twins by the look of it, are in it's place. Two couples are sitting at the tables, and Legolas vaguely rememberes how there used to be only two sandcastles.
He orders another extra-minty shielder, an xx this time.
Someone has obviously made a mistake, he thought, as two Shielders are brought. Ah well, second one must be on the house.
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The last arrow of Legolas kindled in the air as it flew,
and plunged burning into the heart of a great wolf-chieftain.
All the others fled. -J.R.R. Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings
[This message has been edited by Legolas the Elven Archer (edited 10-23-2001).]