Here is a little bit of a re-write:
Sevle was relaxing in one of his main fortresses sipping his elven wine to clear his head as he did most evenings when he felt a tap on his right shoulder. Spinning quickly he saw nothing. Thinking that it was probably one of his elven children trying to prove his mettle he extended his senses, still he felt nothing.
"Who's there?" he called out slightly worried. After a few seconds there was still no response so he went back to sipping his wine. After a short time he felt a slight breeze on the back of his neck turning to see what it was he saw a short stocky figure in gleaming purple armor.
"Hello, old freind. Miss me?" Vesdwar said smiling at the elven leaders suprise.
"Vesdwar?" - sevle exclaimed now noticing that this wasn't just any dwarf but the leader of the dwarves, Vesdwar... he had lost contact with him over 3 months ago and sent several of his top spies to locate him. They had never returned.
"But of course." Smiling even wider vesdwar began to shift in his new armor
"I think you know that i never liked spies especially those with the skill of elves. Which is why i set out to make an armor more powerful than any i had ever created before one that lay the skills of an elven master spy into our hearty hides and look even YOU couldn't sense me HA!"
Sevle even more disturbed now took a heavy draught of his wine before responding once more,
"What had become of you? I sent several of my children to find you and even they have yet to return."
Looken sullen Vesdwar frowned,
"Hmmm... so thats what they were in my territory for. I simply thought you meant to kill me. My mistake." With that he tugged at a small pouch at his right side pouring it out on the small foot stool. Sevle looked pale as he saw the elven signet rings of his Master Spies tumble on the oak stool. Not able to contain himself any longer slammed down his half-empty wine glass buliding his adrenaline so as not to show his extreme fear and shouted
"Did you think I would be pleased? How would i be pleased at the slaying of my finest elven officers whilst you trapse about in that monstrous armor. Why is it indeed that you have come to disturb my meditation!?"
Vesdwar smiled once more
"One is comming to you. He will be along in but a fortnight from now take heed i have given him my GIFT and next he seeks yours do well by him and i may slow my production of these monstrous armors" With that Vesdwar dissapeared once more from view.
Sevle sat shaking for a little bit after rather concerned with how easily Vesdwar dispatched his officers and even fooled his senses. After a time he calmed himself and started drinking his wine once more.
"So one has come to recieve my GIFT? I will consider him after all i do need something to bide my time as i await Scro's next assault." He thought to himself as he started playing with the rings. Suddenly a haunting grin spread across his face there were only 10 rings here, that means that one of his spies had escaped noticed.
With a renewed courage he stood and finished his wine and called up his 10 current best spies. When they arrived he smiled
"You have all shown exceptional skill and are deserving of a new title" with that he handed each one a ring.
After Dismissing them he sat back down a huge weight lifted off his shoulders a cruel smile playing on his lips.
"Well that takes care of that, i have 2 people left to expect. Vesdwar's succesor and Shadow my surviving Master Spy....."
I added a bit and gave it a little of a cliff hanger
so if there is enough want i will post more of this story, thanks everyone.
Vesdwar's Apperance
hope you like it. I welcome criticism and may make revisions based on ideas i have from statments everyone makes. 
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