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He sheathed his gun. "I forgot, you have baby ears." He shook his head. "You are so sensitive." A shot was heard again.

"HOBBIT EARS! SENSITIVE HOBBIT EARS!" He winced as another shot was heard. "WHO DID THAT?! I'M GONNA KILL YOU!"

Falen went pale white. "That was not me." He immeditaly twirled around but couldn't see anyone, or anything. Just plants and grass.

Kori went silent, listening hard. "Looks like someone else has a fancy piece of machinery too..."

Another shot rang in the air this time hitting Falen. He fell off of his horse and he cried out in agony.

"OH NOES!" Kori yelped, jumping off the mule. "Run, Bobby, run!"
With that, he dragged Falen with much difficulty into the woods and off the road. He stuffed him into some ferns, unslung his pack, and threw that next to him. Then he unsheathed his sword and ran back out to get some vengeance on whoever it was that shot his buddy.

Another shot was fired and this time hit right next to the hobbit almost hitting his foot.

Kori jumped to the side, startled by the gunshot and half deaf by now.
"WHO'S FIRING? COME OUT AND FIGHT LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!" he yelled, flailing his sword in an intimidating manner, hardly able to hear himself.

A large man in silver armor stepped out the shadow of a tree, a gold insignia on his chest, a moon sort of shape. Two large swords made of pure steel.

"AHA!" Kori yelled, flailing his sword above his head. "COME AND MEET YOUR DOOM, GOOD SIR!"
It was kinda ridiculous, considering Kori was only three feet tall.

The man just reached out and grabbed the little hobbit and threw him against a tree.

"GAPTH!" Kori slammed against the tree and little stars shot across his vision. "Okay, you're not a good sir..."

(Should I throw crysor in so Kori doesn't die? )

(Don't worry He won't die, but yes it would be nice to bring in Crysor.)

(Ok)

Kori tried to get to his feet again. "Come at me... Bro..."

(Lol I had to xD)

The man walked over and kicked the little hobbit through tree. "Are you trying to kill me? I just need go get that man over there and I'll be gone."

Kori yelped in pain, struggling to fight back-
A tall, dark, cloaked figure appeared behind the hobbit's attacker, smacking him in the head with something heavy looking.

The man wobbled around holding his helmet trying to make sense of what happened, he tried to make a few punches at the man, but he was to quick. The man draped in black hit the man with a few quick jabs. Then the large man with the shiny armor fell, unconscious.

Kori stared up at the cloaked figure, who shook his head and picked Kori up by his shirt collar to help him to his feet. When Kori seemed reluctant to stand, he carried him over to Falen and dumped him next to his friend.
He took the hood off, revealing silvery blond hair, odd dark eyes, and pointed ears.

Falen was weak, he could only mutter words. "W-who is t-this?"

Kori shrugged. "I dunno... How are you doing? Where'd you get shot? Lemme see."
The tall elf stood nearby, looking over his shoulder now and again to make sure the guy didn't get up.