26 October 2012
A smal elf was hiding by the swamp in the dim moonlight coverd by the trees. Small grunting noises followed and i thought it had seen me. He haden't though because he turned back to his table and started stuffing his face on worms. Something had seen me; a wolf with glaring red eyes was charging at me! I ducked behined a tree narowly missing the elf who had definatly seen me now, he didn't seem to care so i toulk my place back in the bush and watched the wolf drop a scrol at its feet. He seemed to be about to dismis it until i had an idia! I could walk out now and get "it" to read the scrol droped by "the other it"
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