Renya grimaced at Rhayader's actions, "Oh dear me... you need some good healing tea..." she hurried about like a worried mother and was soon at Rhayader's side with a cup of herb tea. "Now drink this and it should help you a bit..." the elderly healer spoke kindly as she held it towards him and waited expectedly.

Arinae mumbled to herself and read the parchment over and over again.

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Rhayader sat up and drank it gratefuly.
"Thanks."
He glanced up at Arinae and tilted his head when he saw the seal.
"From Eomer?!"

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Arinae looked up, pulled from her thoughts. "Er... yes..." She gave the parchment a slight wave. "Offering to hand to me the leadership my father once had before his death apparently... all Elonyn's doing most likely..." she smiled fondly at the thought of the kind woman, then her face grew serious again. "I can't though... I'm not experianced..."

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"Leaders aren't always born from expirience... it's what's inside and your intentions that count most of all." Jax offered his opinion as he continued helping tend to the wounds.

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Rhayader slid across the room until his back rested against a wall.
"Take it. You are strong and you can lead. Look at me."
He glanced at Jax and nodded then looked down and then looked back at her.
"I am a "loner" you might say, no leader. You managed to get me and the others out safely, and get us healed. You are a leader."

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Arinae looked at each of them then at the letter. She shook her head, "I didn't bring you out of there... Corus did... and as for the healing..." she shrugged. "I give that credit to Renya..." She let out a sigh and shook her head again, "I'm not a leader... but... Elonyn seemed to put faith in me enough to have the king offer this task..." She clenched her jaw then stood, looking at the letter then the armor. "I will except it... but will you, after all have recovered, be willing to become my first recrutes? I do not know many among the men of Rohan, and I will need experianced assistance, and a 'loner', as you say you are, has more experiance than a common soldier..." she nodded once towards Rhayader.

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Rhayader clenched his fist and hammered hit against his chest and held it there.
"I would be honoured to serve you in fighting the filth."
He then placed both hands on the floor and pushed himself onto his feet. He walked slowly over to her and went to one knee, then drew his sword and put the point to the ground. He bowed his head to her.
"You have my sword, my lady."


((Hehehe just had to))

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"Whatever way I may asist you... My life is yours." Jax offered Arinae.

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Arinae stepped back slightly, her eyes wide in surprise at the gesture, not used to being shown so much respect. "I... please... stand... it is I who am honored at this moment." She turned and nodded once to Jax. "As will be my life to my men..."

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Rhayader slowly stood and sheathed his sword.
"I think I may need some time to recover."
He walked over to his chair and sat back down in it.

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Arinae nodded. "Meanwhile I'll send word to the one who brought the message..." "I'll take it for you, my dear," Renya offered kindly. Arinae smiled, "As long as it isn't too much to ask..." "What, you think I'm too old for a little journey across town?" the elderly healer replied with an amused shimmer in her eyes. "No no, not at all..." Arinae smiled.

She sat down and, with some help from Renya in the form of parchment and quil, wrote out a short acceptance note. She folded it and handed the parchment over to Renya, smiling and nodding farewell as the healer stepped out the door, leaving the second healer to look after the elf and ranger. Arinae herself felt a bit stiff still from her side wound, but was able to keep any pain she had from showing in her face or actions. If I am to be a leader, I must never show weakness... and must first look to my men, she told herself.

"How are you feeling, Lady Tin?" she asked, hoping the elf would recover quickly, since most elves did, but she still worried.

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Jax continued to aid the others in what ways he could.

It would be all too soon before they would be called out to fight he feared.... he knew the life all to well to believe otherwise.

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Tindomerel was only half conscious at the time. The voices around her sound like disant echoes in a large cave. She sat up, slowly, her head still spinning a bit. "Fine," she muttered, softly, like a soft and gente breeze, "Not at my best, but I'm not about to die or anything. And then somebody would have to tell my sister and she would be so mad, I think she might even be able to wake me from death with her yelling! I sorta ditched my escourts..."

Tindomerel let out a small, smile and a light and airy laugh. Her sile borke as a flood of pain sweeped through her shoulder. She gripped it, firmly, grinding her teeth so she would not yell in pain. She would not let the pain take control of her like this. She sat up right, still gripping her wound firecely.

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Jax moved over to assist her as best he could. "Is there something I could get you?" he asked.

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"No," said Tindomerel, half annoyed with people asking if she needs help, "If I needed anything, I can get up and get it myself."
She made sure that she did not sound too rude. Nimloth had woken up, around the time that the riders came, and was now glaring at Jax and growling at him.

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