Rhayader couldn't take his eyes off the two men.
"Indeed."
He frowned and peered at the two men.
"I'm sure I know one of them... Can't quite make out his face."
He turned back to look at the camp.
"How many men do we have left? I think we need to start setting up regular sentry guard watches."

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Jax galopped his horse back into the camp and jumped off. Tieing the horse up he looked back to see his brother Athilen disapearing amoungst the orcs. He continued on tot he far side of the camp, stairing angrily into the distance.

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Arinae noticed the man return, and forgetting to answer Rhayader, she paced over hurriedly towards the man who had his back turned to them. "I should have your head for such an action! You should not have even attempted such foolishness of stepping beyond the lines, let alone speak to our enemy with your commanding officers unaware! Furthermore..." she grasped the man by his shoulder and turned him to face her forcibly, and would have continued if she hadn't realized it had been Jax.

She looked at him skeptically for a moment then the stern expression returned to her face. "Explain yourself.... please..." she added the last word hastily, so as not to sound overly harsh, but her temper had already been sent forth and it could not be withdrawn so easily once unleashed.

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Aemornion watched him sternly and a slight murmur could be heared among the ranks again due to the arrogance from Neracelc, but Aemornion cast a glance over his shoulder and the murmur died down. He listened to his words with caution and felt no lie or deciet in his voice for even the most bitter enemy needs to spoke truth to sucessed

"I shall judge your acts and your past, my men have their own judgement of you. You cannot deny the damage, the hurt and the death you caused in the past Neracelc" Aemornion spoke while watching him "But we shall talk about these matters on our way for we need haste and we tarried her too long" he looked behind him and a slight fear fell on him as he witnessed all the grim faces of his proud and stern men "Onwards!" he spoke and joined Neraclec by his side

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Jax glared, not just at her but at himself, at his brotherr, at life. His eyes showing an a look that had not come on his face for a long time, the look of a man ready to kill.

Jax turned away from her. Inside he calmed himself best he could, reminding himself that Arinae had nothing to do with his problems. "He was my brother..." Jax told her finally. No more words were spoken, his mind ocupide otherwise.

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Arinae took half a step back at the fierce expression on his face, fearing she had taken her temper a step too far, and also half fearing that she had made the improper decision and that the man before her now would betray them. Those fears, however, were for the moment brushed aside when Jax spoke the few words needed to explain the situation.

"I see.... and.... you did not tell him anything, did you?" She knew it had to have been a cruel question to place upon him, but it was her duty to be sure; to be cautious, even with those she had chosen to trust.

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"No..." Jaden replied slowly.

A moment passed as Jax turned back around. "Thre is something you need to know. The man they are waiting for... is my father. He planns to take back all the lands that he once ruled." Jax told her, not sure if he wanted to or not. But he had given his alegance to her and he would follow through with it.

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"Corus has been my name lately, Neracelc was the murderer and I am the one that died, but now I live once more..."

Corus rode slowly and told him to slowl down.

"There is no rush, the orcs are waiting and regrouping like we are so I believe we have no problems... your men will die out there, no offence, but they hope to ride to glory and honour. They`ll find death and pain only that way, but when you ride to death and pain you might find something more valuable than honour and what is that? Hope..."

Corus said mysteriously, but then suddenly changed his tone.

"You know I was once very much like you for the first impression you have given, swift to judge, make demands, try to punish evil for it`s crime. I was a captain of Gondor once, then my family was killed by orcs and I set out for revenge. A young boy and a beatiful wife like many of those men have back at home, so much hope in them until that will be shattered by an orcs sword. Well... I can`t blame the orcs, they are just doing what they are meant to do and you can`t stop it unless you they are within your reach....

In anycase I set out for revenge, but I was captured tortured and twisted, when I couldn`t take it anymore they offered me a deal as a killer so I took it. I was a coward, but I guess they wouldn`t have even killed me in the end.... "

Corus hmped.

"You are quick to judge, but you will learn and understand hopefully... if you don`t then I will mourn for your stupidity, but... no offence you will never have me taken back to Gondor..."

Corus smirked and began galloping in a completely different way than the soldiers.

"You can see Edoras, I have another meeting!"

Corus rode and took another way across the plains, he rode into the camp where the others were. He silent rode trough the camp looking at the soldiers in it, they had seen battle and would see plenty more since Corus had bad news. Corus dismounted his horse and tied it into a pole, he looked around hooded and saw Jax and Arinae. He heard the things about Jax`s father and brother, Corus suddenly stepped behind Arinae.

"And apparently he has more than orcs with him on that quest? Such as Dundelings and other men that I met couple of days ago?"

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Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
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Arinae dropped her gaze in silent thoughtfulness for a moment, her mind processing the information slowly. She shook her head slightly, sitting down with a puzzled expression. "This is too much for my mind to take in right now," she murmured. Finally she stood again, restlessly, and looked at Jax. "And I suppose that is who they are waiting for?... When would you think he would arrive?"

Arinae whirled around to hear the strange, yet somehow familiar voice, her fist clenched by her side and a steeled, somewhat angered expression on her face. All the new and hastily brought forth information was getting to her nerves, wearing her down. She calmed only barely as she recognized the face. "And what news would you bring? You really should stop appearing at random times when one least expects, or one of those times you are likely to have your head taken off.."

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(hey silmarwen might want to edit that post of yours, just check the end of my latest...)

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Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

(I edited it... was writing when you posted and didn't see the new post...)

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"Leadership has hardened you I see..."

Corus said with serious tone, he tookout a map and rolled it open quickly. It wasn`t a big map, but it had markings about sightings of orcs and men. It also had a bigger mark as the mark of a bigger orc emcampment he had seen.

"I apoligize my departure and late return, these are my few encounters and near the big camp they capture me for a while, but I managed to escape and yet these might seem as bad news until I ran into a group... of Gondorians coming to aid Rohan..."

He grinned slightly.

(g2g)

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Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Bewildermend and shock came to the face of men as they watched a man known to them as Neracelc, a murderer and a beast ride of freely from the captain.

Aemornion turned around on his horse and faced his men grimly and felt the scorn of their gaze. "I let him be, for he has passed through enough punishment in his life even if it didnt look at first." his voice was low and slightly strained under the pressure from all the dissapointed faces. "But if you see him meddle around with the enemy, you are free to make the swift judgement and dispose of him. After the war is over, i shall resign from being your commander and step infront of the king so he may judge me and question me my reasons for letting him go" he said looking up to the faces of his men "We ride to Edoras my brothers!" With that he turned and bolted off alone. The men still watched him stunned but Othar roused them and together with Dagonet they were the first to follow him.

The host was on the move and soon Edoras loomed infront of them and the Golden Hall shone on its summit high above

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"One must harden to be able to handle certain things, such as what has been brought upon us..." Arinae replied firmly to his observation, her gaze held to him with a doubtful glint.

Bending slightly to examine the map, taking care to notice each marking, a frown formed upon Arinae's face, her brows furrowed as she listened to Corus' words. But hope lessened her downcast expression when he spoke of the Gondorian force. "Ai! Help is on its way! Praise the Valar..." She murmured, though worry still creased her brow. "How far is this force from us as we speak?" Arinae questioned as she brought her green gaze again upon Corus, though with less of a glare this time.

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Tindomerel opened her eyes, stretching out like a cat as she sat up. She looked around for Rhayader. She didn't see him. She stood up, taking a moment to gain her balance back. Nimloth stood up, following the elf maiden out the tent.

Tindomerel pulled back her short shoulder length ebony hair and tied it back with a piece of leather. Some of the hair fell back down in her face. She looked around and found Arinae, Jax and Corus. She was surprised to see Corus back. "What's happening?" she asked, curiously, coming up behind Arinae.

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"Not too far, but they are first going to meet the king..."

Corus shrugged and then looked around silently wondering.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!