Deawen looked at Sen confused then she opened her hands held them aloft then she moved them togther and a small stream of fire shot out and scorched the barrles then compleatly destroyed them.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Very good, my lady. How do you feel? Do you feel as you usually do when you have used your powers?
*As she turned to speak to him, she again saw that brief glimpse of... something...*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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" i feel fine but dizzy.."

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Well, that is an improvement, at least. Now watch. We are confined in here, so I will show you a taste of my powers; they are not all healing, you know...
*She turned around, and there were at least a hundred orcs running towards them...*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

Deawen subconsiosely grabed for her sword but it was not there she looked at Sen then the Orcs.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

*Sen raised his hand, and all of a sudden the orcs were all gone. Only a few seconds later did she hear the tunderous roar, and register the blinding flash of flame and lightning. There was nothing left; not even the steel armor. Just ash, that faded away. Again, Deawen thought she saw something, that was clearly visible just as Sen raised his hand, then dissapeared instantly...*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Deawen stared at him with wonder.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

*Small flames licked at his fingers as he lowered his hand, and his hair settled back down; the edges had curled slightly from electricity.*
Now, I have shown you this, but I will ask that you never tell anyone of it. We will return now, and remember to keep that thread...
*There was a flash, and they were back in Middle Earth. It was as if no time had passed...*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Deawen made a cross on her lips meaning she would not tell.
Deawen sat down she was glad to be out of the red dress and that "world" things she didn't understand she didn't like.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

*Sen stood up, and looked back into the new village; he saw that people were already braving the unknown, and moving their remaining posessions into their new houses.*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Deawen did a cart wheel then a flip she was very energtic now she sat down suddenly dizzy if you did not know her you would assume she was a child her small light frame made her resemble a child

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

*sen nodded to Deawen once, then walked off in the direction of the town. He helped one old couple, who were having trouble moving a large and miraculously unburnt bed to their new house.*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Deawe jumped up and helped the people with various tasks she prefered to heal so thats what she did she saw one child die in her mothers arms Deawen wanted more than anything to save that child but she could not face death. she healed at least twenty people but only one did not make it. a beam had fallen on him when they moved the beam Deawen started to heal him but as she put her hands on the boy he died Deawen stared in horror not sure if she killed the boy or if he just died on his own. Deawen got up and ran away outside of the village. she sat by the stream tears running down her cheeks. she stared at her reflection in the water there staring back at her was a girl from rohan a girl with a gift a girl who was lost...

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

[ Okay, this is ridiculous. Since that one girl just died on me, we'll just say for the sake of the story, I already informed the King of this misfortune.]


[font=Times New Roman, serif] In the distance, a dark rider approached over the hill, holding something in her arms.
As she reached the village, she dismounted from the horse, and sent him off, pulling down her hood. Her amber optics flickered over the new homes, not surprised that they had been rebuilt, and went on her business passing out blankets and of the like. [/font]

the sound of the water calmed Deawen in a way but she didn't want to touch it to pure...she sat reflecting.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

[font=Times New Roman, serif] Finding a seat among a group of people who were sitting around a pit of fire, talking amongst themselves, she greeted them politely. Her face and clothes were now clean, for she was buffed with soot and dirt, and her long hair was let down, save for the pieces above her ears, for they were braided to the back of her head. Below her right eye was printed a tattoo, curved and dotted, yet petite in size and almost hard to notice.

The people she was with consisted of two women and five men, the men mostly arguing and joking amongst themselves, and the women, of course, talking about the men. It was all very interesting, and as she listened, she took off her gloves and gauntlets, setting them next to the chair's leg beneath her. She leaned forward, extending her hands to the fire, and drew warmth, rubbing her hands. [/font]