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Detheriel
Crouched on the ground near Ydalon, Detheriel regarded the scene in front of him with some satisfaction. It appeared that the bandits had been caught by surprise and that would make the combat much easier. He reached behind him and lifted an arrow from his quiver, notching it loosely to the bow so he could fire relatively quickly.
He felt increased respect for Ydalon who appeared to have kept his promise to the group. Speaking in a low whisper Detheriel spoke to him: "My thanks for your directions - you have been true to your word." Detheriel smiled at him briefly then turned his attention to the clearing in front. "It would appear that success lies in eliminating the man with the washing before he can utter a sound. That would allow us a much better chance of taking those in the castle by surprise."
Suddenly, thinking he heard a distant rustle, he lifted his head and scanned the forest to his right, searching for the source. Seeing nothing he lowered his head back down. "Must have been an animal" he whispered, although he could not resist one final fruitless glance in that direction.
[ 09-09-2005, 07:21 AM: Message edited by: shamrock_uk ]
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