"He has no other choice.." Miriel replied to Meleth. "If he doesn't want to die a lonely death he better stand with us and fight.." She quickly dismounted and walked over to Meleth to see if she needed any help. Miriel drew her sword, her hands trembled but she took no notice, as she felt the presence of the Nine. "They're close," she whispered.

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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.

Fearan swore perfusely, not caring who heard. Maybe he would hurt the Nazgul's ears, if they had ears. He had never really taken time to think about thier possession of bodyparts, but he sure wasn't going to stop and think of it now. As quickly as he could he started a fire, impatienly waiting for it to grom, The second flames appereared he jammed a branch into the center of the small blaze. The wood was dry and quickly caught. "Blades have little effect on Nazgul." He said, ghanding them flaming branches. "But fire puts fear into them."

"Fire yes...but not with the magic of Sauron, they learned a lesseon since elessar decided to light them up like Denethor...No man can kill them"

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"Ah, but what about an elf?" said Meleth sharply, wielding a firebrand in her left hand - the one not attached to her injured shoulder. "Melkor take this shoulder!"

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The Moriquendi slithered off the rock and brutelly took out her anger on the docile horse. The red mist clered from her white eyes and she looked down at the bloody mass of cleaved meat. She snarled and screamed, it was akin to that of thee Nazgul, yet fairer to the ear, it bekoned, it did not turn away...yet from such a one it still struck fear....in other words...it was the scream of a Moriquendi.

She ran though the woods till she reached the Nazgul, then bowed low, defiently. "They were mine Lord."
"Ahhhnd you ahhhre not whorrtheeey to taaake thhhem to hhhhim."
"They have fire, elves..and they know you're here."
"Youure (ok can't be bothered with Nazgulspeak) an elf."
"Well done Lord, you're a Nazgul!"
"You will pay later...now you must obay us and fight them."
"Yes Lord...just what i was about to suggest." She screamed again then disappered with a bow into the bush.

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Miriel took the branch while hearing another scream. But it was different than that from the Nazgul. "That's no Ringwraith.." she said slowly "Perhaps they got help from that other creature..."

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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.

"Either way...."he dabbed his arrows into a satchel of poisen, that of a dragon"They will end up dead. If it is no NAzgul, then it can be slain. If it can be slain, it is a target. If it is a target, then i'm the one to kill it."

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She sat complaecntly in full site behind them. "I don't think so human." Three arrows thudded into the ground before him. Then she slipped back into the night.

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Meleth looked in bewilderment at the three arrows. "Why do they not just kill us now?" she murmured, frowning.

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"Becuse this is more fun." she aswered from the shadows...."Plus the fact they don't want to kill you...just take you to Mordor...and i enjoy playing..." an arrow grazed Meleth's cheek.

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"Coward.." Miriel said while drawing her sword again. "Reveal yourself so we can look you into the eyes..."

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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.

"You really want to look...all right then..." she stepped foreward. Yet all that could be seen were here eyes. Pure white shadows in a sea of black...and a singing sword. It whirled though the air. "Now then...shall we play?"

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Dernhelm dropped from the trees just in front of Meleth. "Yes we shall" He Lunged forwards and cut her leg

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(do you mean me....i'm the Moriquendi Rean)

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((Or has Dernhelm gone Nazgul again?))

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(I'm good, i got the morquendi)

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