[color=00B2EE]"Alright that's enough,"[/color] Elle snapped, giving the thief a hard look,  [color=00B2EE]"You stop sniveling and you,"[/color] she turned her attention to the Dunmer,  [color=00B2EE]"Calm down a pull yourself together." [/color]She brought her bound hands to her head and rubbed her temples with a sharp huff. The throbbing in her head had died down, but she could feel the bump under her auburn hair. She definitely wasn't a tank, and whoever had knocked her out in the first place had landed a good blow. 

When she looked up at them again, she tried for a more composed air, her countenance calm and chin up.  [color=00B2EE]"Now, shall we try this again or does someone else need a whack over the head?" [/color]She more told than asked. Being who she was, she didn't bother giving them time to respond before she went on,  [color=00B2EE]"I'm Eilonwy and I'm on this cart because I accidentally stumbled into their little ambush... Thing..." [/color]

She found herself losing her confidence as she spoke, now that she had the men's attention. She suddenly felt very small as she looked up at then all, expression wavering for a moment. She found herself wishing that the bench beneath her would open up and swallow her whole. She was already short but this whole situation was making it worse. She clears her throat a little awkwardly and started to pick at the fibers of the ropes that bound her hands out of anxiety, but kept her head up.

( [s]i can literally fit my posts on my pinky geez[/s] )