Disguise

Two elves, somewhere under the eaves of Mirkwood.

"In the worst case, an enemy may try to escape. To avoid that, we might have to use stealth and disguise."

"Do you want to make me laugh, Bruidaug?"

"Not at all! Watch."

Cracking undergrowth, splintering branches. In the end, the "stealthy" elf crashes into a tree.

The other elf sighs. She turns around, and vanishes...

Her companion, still busy with breaking through bushes and branches, stops.

"Saerwen?"

Silence.

He glances around.

"Enough of the silliness! I am here!"

But his calls are not answered.

Suddenly, somebody taps on his shoulder.

"I know. I was watching you."

She is standing next to him, a cynical expression upon her face.

He rubs his forehead.

"Hmmm. Alright, that was not bad. Not bad at all...for a beginner!"

[Notes:

Bruidaug - Loud Soldier (Sindarin)

Saerwen - Bitter Maid (Sindarin)]