Alric nodded "Good. Meet me at the gate when the sun reaches it's apex. Good night" he said, departing to his quarters

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As the sun rose the next morning, Elrond was already up, looking out over one of the many balconies of Rivendell. The sky was half-white, half-yellow. The attenders to the Council would be arriving soon. Some of them were already here, in Rivendell. Gandalf the Grey, the wizard, for instance. Several dwarves. And, amongst others, a hobbit named Frodo Baggins. His fellow halflings would not be attending. Somehow Elrond doubted the capability with which the three other hobbits would be able to comprehend what he had to say concerning their friend and the Ring of power.
Elrond turned away from the balcony, only to see his daughter, Arwen, walking towards him, clad entirely in white. "I understand the council is to be today," she said. He nodded. "Lord Aragorn will be attending?" she enquired.
"He will," Elrond said gravely. "And you will find, Arwen, that in this Council something of Aragorn's destiny will be spoken over. This is his buisness, his hour. Whatever concerns Ilsidur's Bane concerns him."
Arwen bowed her head. Elrond gently put his hand to her chin and lifted her face to his.
"Remember, Arwen," he said softly, "whatever your feelings about this, Aragorn is a mortal. This is his trial, in which he will be tested."
"I know it," Arwen said, "who better than I?"
The two elves stood together there and watched the rising sun.

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(oops! i forgot you said you were playing elrond, eruraina! O_o)

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(It's alright, I'll excuse you this one time, lol!)

Eruraina had not long after gone to bed, to wake up early. She grabbed her things, changed into black trousers, dark green tunic, and a black vest with gold Rohan designs on the trim. She pulled on her black gloves, and leather knee-high riding boots. Then she shouldered her dark green cloak.

The elf made her way to the stable as she put her hair in a braid to keep it out of the way. Slipping in she saddled and bridled her black mare, and led her out and toward the front gate.

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Elrond watched the sunrise, then turned to his daughter.
"I must go now. The Council will be gathering, and being who I am, I should be one of the first to the council chamber," with that and a kiss on her forehead, he left...

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Arwen inclined her head and smiled as her father walked away from her. She took one last look at the sky then turned away.

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Boromir of Gondor dismounted from his horse. An attendant took it's reigins, he nodded his head to them and walked towards the House of Elrond. It was a strange place, this. Very different to Gondor. He walked up a small flight of steps.
Silverleaf stood at the top of the steps. She quickly moved away when she saw Boromir, shocked to her very core. It was him. It was Boromir, the man who, two years ago, her younger sister could do nothing but talk about. She bowed her head as the man of Gondor went past her.
Boromir frowned walking past the silvery-haired woman; she looked familiar somehow, as if he had met her before. Still, he took no heed to it and walked through one of the archways that led into the house.

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Alric rose just as dawn was beginning. He garbed himself in a plain green tunic with a Rohirric design, a pair of black trousers, and his armour, a pair of vambraces, and his sword. Having a small breakfast in the dining hall, he left to the stables, readied his mare, and walked to the main gate, where Eruriana was waiting. He gave a small bow as he gripped his reins "Milady. Shall we be off?" he asked, hopping into the saddle
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Aragorn was clad in velvet robes, an odd choice of garment foe him. Odder still, he was in an obvious hurry. His feet, clad in elven boots, made no sound as he jogged to the Council chamber to see Elrond waiting by the door

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(quick question - will you guys actually be RPing in Rohan? that's gonna be a bit confusing, one set of us in rivendell and the other set there anyhoo...)

Boromir found his way towards the council chamber. There were already two others there; an elf who he assumed was Elrond, and a man in elven garb. He raised an eyebrow, inclined his head to Elrond and took a seat.

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(we'll be rping our rode to rohan. Maybe later the ocs can meet up with each other there. Unless you want to keep the whole rpg in Rivendell, that is)

Elrond nodded as first Aragorn then Boromir entered the Council chamber. He made his way to his seat, and waited for the rest to arrive as well.

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Eruraina quickly mounted and nodded.
"Lets be off then," she said...

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The wizard woke that morning feeling tired and uneasy. He knew that the fate of the world would be decided that day and he felt the weight of that knowledge. He looked very old indeed, leaning on his cane as he walked into the coucil. Gandalf nodded to Elrond in a breif greeting, they did not need to say any words he felt. Taking his seat he waited for the rest of the council to arrive.

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Gimili entered after his father who took care to seat himself as far from the elves as the room would allow, which was unforunately not so far as Gloin wished. Gimli ran his hand over his battle axe out of habit, it was comforting to have something familiar at his side. The whole thing seemed to bode ill, the air was heavy and it was apparent that no good news would come from this counsel. He tugged his bronze beard and looked about at the rest of the group they all seemed equally uneasy, at least he was not alone.

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Maethoriel had slipped from her perch onto the grass, only half interested in the proceedings. She had a decent idea of what was going on, she noted the wizard and decided that now was not the best time to ask for her money. She looked down at her shirt and sighed, as predicted it was reddened and wet. The woman added a new shirt to her list of necessary items, "But first, bandages and stitches," she muttered. Throwing her cloak on to hide the shirt she grabbed her cane and stumbled off towards the healers, looking very much like she had a hangover.

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Boromir watched as a wizard and two dwarves entered the room. He drummed his fingers restlessly against the arm of his seat. He was impatient. He had come here for a reason. There were questions that his father wanted answering, and so did he. He sighed as the silence continued.

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((Shall we just add the other Felowship members as OC's?))

Aragorn shifted in his seat, watching the delegates enter. HE scanned them all quickly. A man in Gondorian garb, dwarves from Erebor, and Frodo. The ranger gave the Hobbit a reassuring nod, and settled back in his chair, impatient.

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(What, like Merry, Pippin, Sam, ect?)

Boromir met the ranger's gaze steadily and curiously then looked away. There was something strange about him. He looked neither Gondorian nor Rohirric. Most likely one of the rangers Elrond took pity on, Boromir dismissed carelessly.

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Gimli was ready to start, the dwarves had news, important news. And it needed to be shared soon. He made a few signs with his hands, why speak when he and his father could share thoughts in Iglishemek? It was far easier in his opinion, even though it may not be entirely polite. His father nodded solemnly in agreement, he too shared his son's concerns. Gloin was ready to return home, he was needed to plan defenses and hopefully assist in enlisting the aid of Dale. The older dwarf looked over expectantly at Elrond (the only decent elf, in his opinion) and continued waiting.

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The wizard's knowing gaze flashed towards Boromir, he was surprised, but not unhappily so. The sons of Dinethor were good men, and he had the pleasure of meeting both at one time or another. Boromir he remebered to be a bit hot headed, but he was in no position to complain. It was luck that Dinethor had let either of his children leave the city while it was in such a dire position.

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Aragorn nodded at Gandalf and Boromir in turn, then turned his atten back to Elrond as the Elf Lord coughed, only to close his mouth again

OOC: Yep

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Elrond waited paciently in his seat as the chamber filled with different races. He watched as they took their seats, one of these was Legolas who came in and sat in a chair beside his fellow kin.

When all were seated, Elrond stood and scanned the faces of the group.
"Strangers from distant lands, friends of old. You have been summoned here to answer the threat of Mordor. Middle-Earth stands upon the brink of destruction. None can escape it. You will unite or you will fall. Each race is bound to this fate--this one doom. Bring forth the Ring, Frodo," Elrond said, while gesturing towards Frodo at the last part...

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Boromir watched intently as Elrond gestured for the hobbit to come forward. He remembered the words in the dream both he and his brother had shared... the halfling... he stroked his chin, frowning.

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