lurker in da shadows...

[Eefin]

He had been following the group of smelly elves for quite some time...waitin' for the right moment to strike.
And this was it...the group had split up for a moment, and like a predator he quickly headed for the weak or wounded - just like the sneaky little troll he was.

*BANG!* - a hard blow with a crude bone from behind, removed the ugly elf warrior out of play...atleast or atleast bought him some time to deal with his intended prey undisturbed.
As he turned around, he met the suprised eyes of his prey; a weak old man holding a mojo stick. Quickly and without hesitation our vicious troll rogue lept over his prey, spun around and thrusted his jagged dagger into a soft bottom!
"OW, my ass!" - was heard echoing between the large trees of the elven forest...
'Better finish this fast', thought the troll, 'before more smelly elves arrive', and began stabbing away at his painwrecked target...which tried to run but to no avail - a well aimed throwing axe put an end to his misery and joy to the grinning troll - and just about time...the warrior companion began to come back to his senses and more elves arrived by the second...
Time to flee!


(This is what happens when you're bored at work! :) )

[Eef]

With a crowd of elves on his tail the sneaky troll ran for his life.
Over stone and log, through the Ashenvale woods...he had noone to turn to but himself. Dodging arrows and branches as he ran, he suddenly saw his chance; a small cave barely noticable among the rocks...he lept inside!
Seconds later he heard the crowd passing by, running past him their voices and shouts slowly faded away. I'm safe!

After waiting a few moments...he quietly crept out of the shadows and ventured outside the cave.
To his supprise, and to theirs judgeing from their expressions, he found himself eye to eye with two elves just outside the cave. The female held a mining pick, and the male a rather large bow...
Maybe I can take em, he thought to himself...and drew his blades - when he heard a loud crack behind him. Glancing above his shoulder he noticed another elf struggling to pull a root of some sort from the ground.

(Yet again, bored at work ;-) )