" not a friend im afraid something else " Midira said watching her ferret go off to scavange.

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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

"Ah." Said Meleth. "Well, in that case, we will be ready for it."

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Vasa stood, slightly irritated that she had not said something sooner when it was she who saw it first. She shielded her sword and looked at Midira and Meleth, "Goblins follow us. They're getting closer every second."

She left them and returned to the hill, scanning the horison. The air carried the sound of their screeches, barely audible but still there.
She found Elegost and laid a hand on his arm, "Goblins track us. They will be hard to get rid of but if we move quickly then we shall escape." Vasa said calmly.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Caunaian heard the swift whispered that described an intruder among the forest. He hastily drew his sword and girpped it with both hands, his eyes moving for the intruder.

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I was cured all right.

Midira being practicaly the lowest one on the totum pole she kept quiet about her feelings or ideas. Midira followed Vasa up the hill in silence her black cloak following behind her " my lord what are your orders?" she asked Elegost.

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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

Midira saddled up Bredol and was ready to scout ahead as soon as Elegost gave her the order.

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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

Vasa stood quietly, her hands clasped in front of her. "Their group is large but not overly so. Still I would not advise standing here and waiting for them. Fight them if we must but not by choice." She followed him down to the camp. She knew Elegost well and his judgment was good, he wouldn't put them in danger.

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

" my lord ?" Mididra asked sitting in the saddle the sounds of the goblins came closer.

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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

Meleth swung easily up into her saddle. "Whatever we do," she said calmly, "they are only goblins. Perhaps we need not worry quite as much."

[[I'm a tad confused about Meleth's role here as Elven Captain. What does that mean exactly?]]

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Caunaian mounted his horse, Stean, so he could fight on horseback and run if it need to. He turned to Meleth and said, "Prehaps but what if they bring trolls with them. Or wolf riders."

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I was cured all right.

Vasa remained quiet and mounted a saddless Asea, her silvery coat seemed to shimmer slightly in the gloom. She drew up along side Caunaian. "They may still be some distance away, our ears are sharp but still, the winds are high and decieving. We should go now."

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

" we are in a valley a trap we need to get out of here before they get here or there will be no time to run" Midira pointed out

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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

[I think it would be good to wait for Elegost. Only my opinion though.]

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

( i agree)

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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

Vasa dismounted and held Asea's face in her hands. She whispered to her in Elvish, she knew where to go. The mare whinnied slightly and then turned and ran.
"Come on then, no point standing her dwelling on things." Vasa said, "Those Goblins haven't come to discuss Eä."

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"Without music, life would be a mistake." - Friedrich Nietzsche



"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Meleth sighed and relayed the orders to the rest of their elven company. Dismounting in a single fluid motion, she gave Minuial a gentle shove in the right direction. "So be it."
She absently rested one hand on the hilt of one of her knives.

[[Yay. This is going to be fun!]]

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