The man coughed blood over himself and fell into a deep spasm

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Margaret paled quickly she after loaded the man up, and getting on her self with Kali in her lap, she set off to her home. He was still convulsing when they got there. She hopped off, Kali went in through the hole made for her. Margaret went on in and prepared her bed and any medical supplies that would be needed. Upon returning out side she, with diffculty, was able to get the man of the horse, into the house and onto her bed.

As she layed him onto the bed, he grabbed her hand and cried"Where is frodo!!! i must see...."

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Margaret looked at the man, his skin was sickly pale, a strange contrast to his red hair and beard. "Sir, there is no Frodo here. Your in my home, I found you in the river. Please let me care for you wounds." She gave him a gentle smile, and stroked his hair to calm him.

My father will be dissapointed i failed" said Boromir
"i failed to bring the...item back to him"

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"Please you need to be still, these wounds are infected." She began to undress him confiming what she had said. The area around the wounds were a sickly blackish green. "Dear God." she gasped.

((I was thinking that he could go into convulsions from the infection, and end up choking on puke because his body is trying to rid it self of the infection. See there I go.))

um...convulsions alright, puke kinda gross

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((Ok, so no puke. An Because of Margarets kindness thats why he end up loving her.))

kk

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((Should I Pm you when ever I am ready for another post. Let me know after your next bit.))

no...

Who are you?" asked Boromir "why have the valabrought me here?"

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"My name is Margaret. How you came to be in the river, I don't know." She tended to his wounds as she talked, he had calmed and that was great help. "What's your name?" she asked, now looking in his eyes.

My name is Boromir, i was with a fellowship, to dstroy the one ring. we were anmbushed byuruk hai and i was shot 3 times...my company thought i was dead. You have beautiful eys..."

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Margaret smiled abit, even with what happened and the pain she felt, he stll mad a comment. But the ring, the one ring, was it possible. "I supose that this Frodo you mentioned is part of the fellowship?" she asked tilting her head like a child, being curious. And as she did, some hair fell away from her ear.

"yes, he was a halfling, there were also 3 other of his kin. He was the ringbearer"

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"Intresting, I have never thought Hoddits would travel so far, and take such a burdon." She laughed a bit, actually I don't really know much myself, I grew up here in the forest. My mother grew up here, and my father, well he has come and gone at times. He stopped when my mother died when I was 15." She laughed some more. "I am truely sorry, I tend to go on and on."