Altheroa Elderiel

*Altheroa was bent over the map table marking the advanced his hoard had made, when he heard his general push the hide flap as he dragged in a small armor clad figure "Imperial Fae" the general growled shoving down the armored figure. Altheroa raised to his full 7'3" walking over to the sprawled figure* Knocked out? *he asked the general whom shrugged in turn and left. Altheroa crouched down poking the armored figure* Hey, imperial Fae you alive in there!