"Stop what?" Fearan shouted. "Stop our journey to Mordor? Stop the war? Stop chasing after scary ladies like yourself?" But he knew he questioned nothing but the air.

(to be honest Will i don't know. Melda and i are trying to work out where the plot is going but we're not really sure. We think the Moriquendi might be a creation of whatever it is your going to Mordor for.)

_________________

Made by Lembas

((Meh, let's play it by ear...Anduril and I are pretty creative ))

_________________

(hehehehe we are indeedy)

_________________

Made by Lembas

((Lol *Realizes I need to post*))

"Fearan will be fine," said Meleth, but she hardly believed her own words, and watched anxiously. "But he shouldn't have gone off by himself, in hindsight."

_________________

Fearan grabbed Rinithil's riegns, and lept onto her back. He said a silent prayer for the stallion, then galloped away to where Meleth and Miriel were.

Dawn was just approaching as he crew near to the camp. The horizon was a pale grey, getting pinker and brighter as the time weny on. He saw Meleth and Miriel, and stumbled of Rinithil as he greeted them. He was dead tired. He managed to unsaddle Rin, then he sat down and rubbed his eyes. "Did you get much sleep?" He asked.

Meleth looked up sharply and raised an eyebrow. "You jest - of course I didn't sleep," she replied. She was still pale and her arm hung limp. "Tell me, what did you find?"

_________________

Miriel smiled at she noticed Fearan had returned. She didn't get any sleep as she had been too worried and had to inspect Meleth's wounds during the night.
"What do you think?" she asked smiling. "I'm glad you returned savely, but please tell you found this evil creature."

_________________


O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"Found....yes. Confronted, not exactly" Fearan sighed. He produced the two arrows that had been shot at him. "These were all I saw of our elusive friend" He muttered. "Mithril tipped, and white feathers." He passed them to Meleth to examine "Careful," He warned "I am almost positve they are poison tipped"

Meleth twirled one in her fingers. "I've never seen the like," she said, eyes examining every inch. "How strange." Her eyes were drawn to the third arrow that lay on the ground, mithril tip glittering, and she paled suddenly, looking up at Miriel and Fearan. "Mayhap that arrow was poisoned too..."

_________________

I doubt it." Fearan sighed. "The poisoned arrows that were used were strong enough to kill a horse in a matter of seconds. No, Miriel, you were struck by a good ol' unpoisoned arrow."

((I think you mean Meleth ))

"At last, some luck," muttered Meleth. "We're not going to sleep - we should get moving."

_________________

"No Meleth, I think we should first figure out what is following us.."Miriel said, her eyes were fixed at the trees and she ran with her hand through her blond hair.
"Did it say anything Fearan? And Meleth, have you seen anything before you got shot?"

_________________


O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"Well," began Meleth, "I thought I saw - " she stopped, uncertain. "It was more than likely just the moon reflecting on leaves...but I did think there were eyes in there." She looked uneasily at the forest surrounding them.

_________________

I saw the eyes too, before Meleth was shot." Fearan said. "But when right after she shot at me, she said "You may tell you friends to stop. Stop now or die." I could tell that the voice was female."

Meleth sighed. "That doesn't bode well. As if we weren't having enough trouble already." She chewed her lip, thinking hard. "We'll have to be more careful - travel at night, try to keep from open areas."

_________________