Before you speak the Elf is already beside you, picking up her dagger and holding it in her hand.
"What made you think you could steal from an Elf? Do you even have a brain inside there or is it just a hollow space? Shall we find out?" She says before raising her fist. You see it rush towards you and ,faster than you can block, she ends up smacking you around the head with the hilt of the dagger, knocking you out before she steps away.
You awake many hours later judging by the lighter sky to find yourself upside down, feet tied above you as you sway from side to side in the gently chill breeze of the early morning
"So the thief awakes does he?" Comes a much gentler voice than from last night.
"He does indeed. Can I come down now?" You ask with a gentle voice, seing as the whole world of sound causes burnt pennies to be your tongues only taste.
"Are you sure you want to? Check the ground beneath you. Here let me help actually" She says with a grin as she pushes you with her bow. As you swing you can see a small pit below you containing what looks like a pixie, except she seems to be eying you up with a bit more curiosity than you'd like.
"This is my friend Anabelle. Anabelle likes to eat things. Luckily I've a pact with her clan that anyone I say is safe is not to be eaten by her. Very few people have escaped from her intestinal tract as anything other than warm lumps.
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