Inner Angmarim

((Yay, not being able to draw right with this picture. This was more difficult than I thought. Anyways, this consisted of how Eliad could be given in a certain circumstance.))

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Lenmera still didn't seem convinced, but she let otu a low hum before sippign from her wine. "I'm sure. But you can still be more intelligent about things. Did you capture this man?"

Elliad glances towards her once again before shaking his head, "No, but I made sure he was gravely wounded. He wouldn't be using the bow and arrow anytime soon in his life. At least not with one hand only."

Lenmera smiled, but it was a sad sort, and her eyes dropped. "I see... " she murmured, though a moment passed before she spoke more softly. "An injury such as that... Is not one I would condone as any punishment. It ruins the potential of a being. Changing their ways is hard enough without such an obstacle."

Elliad moves to place his left hand towards his face, rubbing his eyes. It could easily be told that it was trembling, "I felt...as if I blacked out when I did it. Does that make me a bad person?"