"Then I wish you well. I know what the burdens of ones past life can feel like." Jax sympathized.

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Corus hmed slightly.

"And why do you follow her? To redeem yourself?"

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

"I follow her to make something of my life. For freedom and life! To rid myself of the person within and for once in my life do the right thing." Jax answered slightly emotioinaly.

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Tindomerel had taken part in the battle, using her sword only, Nimloth biting all in her path. She looked around for her hunting knife. She had thrown it at some orcs and lost track of where the orc was. She noticed Rhayader, over leaning against a building. She walked over and sat down beside him.

"You seem to be running low on arrows," she said, looking at his quiver, "Here, have mine. I'm useless with a bow anyhow, and my muscles in my shoulder aren't ready to handle me pulling back a bow. Stupid wound."
She pulled the arrows from her quiver and handed them to Rhayader.

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Rhayader nodded his head to hear thankfully and took them. He examined the arrows with a slight wonder.
"I have never seen such excelent craftsmenship. I suppose it is because these are elvish?"
He held one up and looked down it and felt the feathers.
"Each one is perfect"

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"They're from Lorien," said Tindomerel, smiling at Rhayader, "My grandmother said that I should always have good arrows with me. The only problem is, that I'm not at my best with a bow, like the rest of my kin."

Tindomerel rubbed her shoulder, slightly, the pain not as bad. Nimloth trotted over with something in her mouth. She dropped it in Tindomerel's lap. It was her hunting knife. It too, had been a gift from her grandmother, the Lady Galadriel, long ago.
"Hannon le, mellon nin," said Tindomerel, scratching Nimloth, as the wolf flopped down beside her, half laying across her lap.
((Thank you, my friend.))

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Rhayader smiled, an elf not good at firing a bow was almost unheard of.
"Maybe I could teach you to fire you bow with greater precision when are finished in Rohan."

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"That'd be nice," said Tindomerel, smiling, "But I must tell you, that my brothers tried to teach me and I nearly shot one of them."
She laughed at remembering at how Elladan had dropped to the ground, flat on his face, as the arrow whized over his head. "I'm sorry," she said, catching her breath, "But Elladan looked so funny dropping to the ground like that. He got dirt in his mouth and started swearing at me..."

She laughed again, thinking of it again.

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Arinae awoke in not too long and stood, realizing everyone was off having their discussions. She let out a sigh and looked at the armor in the wooden chest. "That'd never fit me..." she shrugged. She'd go without, but the banner would be enough to state her leadership.

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Rhayader smiled. He could only imagine having relatives to share experiances with.
"Are you coming with us to Edoras? Arinae will be leading us there soon."

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"Of course," said Tindomerel, with a nod, "Though Arwen will kill me for taking so long. When I return to Gondor, she'll most likely yell at me for days. I won't ever get a chance to go out by myself again. I shouldn't have ditched my bodyguards, but...I just can't stand her thinking that I need protecting! You saw how well I can do on my own..."

Tindomerel blushed lightly, never having done so in her long life. "Sorry," she said, "I start talking and I just go on and on..."
Nimloth barked, as if saying, "Yes."

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Rhayader chuckeled and smiled at the elf.
"Well I can understand why. And yes, I saw you disptch those orcs with great skill, though your wound did affect you."

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Arinae walked outside the small dwelling and glanced towards Jax and Corus. Leaving them to their duscussion, she walked on towards the temporary headquarters of the men. "How are things holding up? Is everyone in the village nearly prepared?" she asked one of the soldiers standing by. It felt awkward when he saluted her in the manner of the Rohirrim (how do they salute?... o.o lol). "Yes sir... ah... ma'am... ah.. My lady" he stumbled around his words. She mumbled, not used to being called any title. "... Things are holding well, my lady, we lost only a few men and two horses. The villagers really do not have much left to gather, so they are nearly ready to move on." he finished. "Then have them rest this night, and be prepared to leave as soon as the dawn begins..." she directed firmly. The soldier nodded and with a parting salute, he walked off to be sure the task was completed.

Arinae sighed and began to walk back to the others, her hands clasped behind her back, her cloak swirling to catch up with her, and her expression steeled firmly.

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"You're one of the few who ever saw that," said Tinbdomerel, smiling, "Elladan and Elrohir did. Aragorn... darn it! I keep forgetting he's a king now.. King Elessar did. I don't see why my own sister can't."
She folded her arms and slouched, like the way she did to annoy her propar sister.

Tindomerel heard Arinae speak with the soilder with her sharp ears. "We're leaving tomorrow," she reported to Rhayader, in case he hadn't heard, "Arinae just told that soilder so."

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Rhayader nodded and watcher Arinae walking. She seemed determined to get these people safely to Edoras. Rhayader had his doubts that the orcs would leave them alone.
"Good. The sooner the better, I hate being stuck in one place."

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