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Legolas
He steps forward and puts a hand on the mage's shoulder.
"A moment, Addison. I know your intent is good, but you're not too consistent concerning threats."
The elf now turns to the druidess.
"Before you go, I want you to know that I regret what happened here. Had I felt there was a choice, I would not have taken the life of your fellow druid so easily. I am sure the others would rather have let your wolflike friends alive too. I'm sorry for your loss.
Please hurry and return to your grove, and dissuade others from attacking us. Not because we want to kill them, but because we will not let them murder us. You will not be aiding the balance by letting other druids be sent into almost certain death.
You will likely need them to shield yourself from the dragon's wrath when he finds out your attempt was unsuccesful. Now go. I don't think anyone present will change their minds about letting you go. But you'd best hurry and prepare against any attacks which may come from the dragon if you do indeed refuse to take his orders in the future. Unlike Addison here, I'd not like seeing part of nature go up in flames.
Oh, one more thing. Unless the lice are friends of yours as well, I think you should consider taking a bath. I wish you luck."
He takes a step back, then turns around completely to walk back to Sorsha. Not too far behind her, staring at him from the top branch of a bush, sits the odd green bird. He ignores it.
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