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It all happened so fast for her, no doubt... One moment she was dreaming lustily of naked elves and that trick he likes to do with his tongue, and the next thing she was multiple feet up in the air, firmly in the grasp of a giant. And he was calling her by her sister's name. Of course, the resemblance was kind of uncanny sometimes, and there was that flame-red hair to contend with.

The man behind the log waited until Elantria was suitably suspended, then calmly stood up and retrieved the bag, strolling up to Grot and his prisoner. All the giant had to do was hold her still until the fellow could get the chains on, then the pair could be well out of the region before Erenthril had any idea that she was gone. And that was the way it should be. The upstart Silrosian elf needed to learn a few lessons about civility and business dealings... and that was what Grot had been recruited to do. By the time the band of merchants were done with him, that slithery fellow would be long gone and they could go back to the way things had been for eras and patterns before him.

The fact that Grot was, in sum, going to cause a lot of problems for Erenthril was not something his employer was aware of, but if he had been... he might have paid the giant more.