'Anduril Peredhil,' she shouted and laghed to see the confidence drain from his eyes, ' And your worst nightmare...' sizing his moment of hesitation she fliked the dagger hiden in her clock at his chest at the same time drawing her sword.

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The Maiean leader hissed in defiance and deflected the dagger with a casual flick of his sword. "You expect me to fear you? I suppose you wish me to bow down to you? Think again, and beg for mercy..." he sneered at her, his stance ready for either defence or attack.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Deawen did not reappear for sometime she seemed stuck in the other world but in truth she was evaluating this new commer and decided it would be best to use a Knife for this fight (mwhahahaah i love my knives)

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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

(*squeals and runs from Deawen's knives* o.o )

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

hey zay not zat bad!

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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

what to use on me please no!!!
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i don't expect you to worship me she smiled i expect you to die, and then screamd in his mind, 'becuse i plan to kill you'
as he foughtwith the voices in his head, she stabbed him in the chest quickly and then drew back, secretly grabbing a vial of some liquid.

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Darrell saw the maiean leader had been apprehended, for the moment, and he unshouldered his bow. "now we can see who is the best archer". he knocked one of his dark green fletched arrows to the string and sighted down the shaft. "down with my enemies, and the enemy of my friends" He muttered as he drew the bow back to capacity.


[come on RP, don't die now, there is so much potential left]

(*shifty eyes* *tries*)The Maiean turned swiftly at the sound of a creak of a bow being pulled far back, nearly breeching the limit of its draw, thus the creaking. He seemed to smirk, and drifted aside last minute, so the one who had been standing before him was now in line of fire.

His focus was Tahlavain, and the sword. "No time to kill minor interuptions..." he mumbled to himself, then hissed as a voice spoke through his mind. "Try this as a minor interuption..." an arrow flew towards him, the aim true, but swifter than the blink of an eye, and to Tahlavain's disbelief, he slipped again off to the side.

"The biter of the bait shall perish this day..." The leader commented cooly. Tahlavain watched him for a moment, then dashed off to the side, heading in the general direction of the others. Safety in numbers.... she told herself.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

[Who's arrow was that? Just asking, because it isn't all that clear]

(oh ^^ Sorry... Tahlavain's arrow... >< me not feeling so good... can't focus properly...)

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Darrell cursed quietly as the maiean moved before he could lease his arrow. He let his bow slacken off slightly as he sought to get an aim on the maiean leader again.

When he found his target again he drew his bow fully back again. This time he did not waste any time, or allow his target to slip his aim before he fired. He released his arrow as soon as his bow was fully draw back, watching down its flight line as it sped towards his target.

Turning, the Maiean ended up greeting the arrow, the tip and shaft sinking deep into his shoulder, but he let loose no scream, nor did he falter. He muttered darkly, his pain apparent in his face but he ignored it masterfully, heading toward Darrell with a determined growl.

Meanwhile, Tahlavain came to a stop between Darrell and the newcomer, her composure unusually calm and collected, the sword in her hand gleeming with the same blue glow, matching her crystalline eyes.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

"i'm sorry" the newcomer apoligised to Tahlavain, as she wrenched her mind away from the ladys iorn grip. As she ran towards the Maiean, she uncorked the vail in her hand.
The Maiean raised his bloody sword above Darral's head, as she spashed the vail over him, he froze, still as stone, still poised to strike. "we have 5 mins at the most" she gasped, "i am Anduril, i will say more when we have time but i am the youngest child of Elrond and freind of my Lord Aragorn" she then carefully replaced the stopper to the the vail and put it inside her cloke.

http://arwen-undomiel.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=6007

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(*cough* I wouldn't suggest doing that too much without asking, because it would be concidered powerplaying or Godmodding)

Tahlavain looked at the elf, somewhat puzzled, but looked at the frozen figure. "Why not kill him now while he is not mobile?"

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

sorry, i didn't thik of that, the liquid was given to her by the Snowmen of Forochel, will not do it again, you can kill him now if you want but i wanted to give you the option, it might be more fun to wait untill he's moveing angain though

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(^^ Good idea... erm... make up some excuse that it would freeze whoever kills the frozen person... lol)

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~