"Greetings, friends. If you'd be so kind as to untie me, I will be on my merry way." the dark elf tied to the tree said. She wanted to laugh at his attempt to get free but instead like everyone else ignored him. She saw him clench his jaw as he started to get angry.  "I assure you, my good travelers, I am no deserter, nor am I an agent of your enemies, whoever they might be. I am but a simple woodcutter, seeking out honest pay for honest work. Will you please untie me?" She looked at him but didnt say anything she didnt understand how any dark elf could ever be honest.<br/><br/>Thought being a half dark elf she understand them better then others. She saw him become angry   "Untie me right now, you tree hugging, Empire loving, boot-licking bastards! I'll boil the sweat off your skin! I'll burn the back hair off your mothers! I'll… I'll…" She walked over to him, drawing her dagger and putting the blade next to his throat. "Don't ever say we bow down to the Empire," she said in a voice that was both cold and low. "Last I checked, we hold the advantage here. What're you going to do if we don't untie you, anyway? I'd advise you to shut your mouth before I kill you," she said as she moved the knife away from his neck and stepped back.<br/><br/>At that point she saw that he was no longer awake. Hoping he at least heard<span style="font-style: italic">some</span>of her threats before passing out, she turned to the others. "What do you think we should do with him? Personally, I'm all for cutting his head off."