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Come. Let us hunt some orc.

You are brave indeed to name such evil your quarry.

I cannot allow them to roam these lands unchecked. If evil comes, is it not our duty to fight?

I have never striven with evil because it was my duty. I have done so because it was my nature, because there was no fiber of my being which could have done otherwise. I suspect it has been the same for you.

I suppose you could say that. I certainly have, on occasion, ignored orders and trusted my heart. Though granted, it has sometimes led to trouble.

[ Tilting her head at a curious angle. ]

What sorts of trouble?

Disobeying or ignoring the orders of my King is usually frowned upon.

Does your king often order you to act against the nature of your heart?

Not often, no. But sometimes...

*She sighed a little and offered a small apologetic smile.*

I am sorry, I speak out of place.

You need not apologize to me.

[ Her tail sways thoughtfully over her back. ] I have known kings, but I have not been subject to them -- not in the manner of which you speak. It seems to me that duty must exact a terrible price if it causes conflict within you, even occasionally.

Perhaps. But I must place my trust in those who are wiser than myself. My King cares for us, we just... have differing opinions of how that should be done.

Will your king accompany you in the hunt for these orcs that plague your lands?

No, he will not. He does not know I am going.

[ She inclines her head slightly, as if in acknowledgment. ]

You are very brave.

I wish you speed and safety in your hunting.

Very well but orcs are only practice for fighting undead.

The undead? Do you refer to the Nazgul? Or something else?

I thank you for your kind wishes.

*Tauriel offered the creature a bow of respect.*

[He stares at her, shocked.]

The Nazgul... Well, wraiths, yes, but they're not the only undead. Zombies, ghouls, liches... Vampires...

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