may i join? ^_^

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[Sure^^]
[Thats what I meant in the first place^^]

The human dropped a pile of clothes on the floor, and left, his dark brown eyes thoughtfull.
"What shall I do?" the elf quietly asked the maid, who quickly dropped what she was doing to hand her the clothes.
"I can dress myself-!" she said startled, ushering the maid out, and glaring after her.
When she was sure there was noone around, she slipped into the white dress. It clung to her form ion the right places, the thin white material flowing in her gracefull movements.
Quickly, she slipped out of the room, and stood in the place where she had first seen the old hag. Her ears perking, she made out the voices of her two friends, and tapped gently on the screeen.

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"I think we should be off to the kitchens" Miriel noted thoughtful. "There we shall hear our orders"
A soft tapping caught her attention.
"Raven?" she whispered.

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

Ilythiiri sprang to her feet and pulled back the screen. "Oh, I'm so glad you're safe!" she said in a voice barely above a whisper.

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"Are you both alright?" she slipped in and shut the door again, checking over her friends' faces in tzhe dim light.

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"I have been better" Miriel remarked with a soft smile "But yes, I am alright. She didn't bring you to the King , did she?" In her eyes flared worry and anger. "You both need to be careful" Miriel hissed "He's a proud and aragant man. If you'lldo anything that does not please him, he'll make you pay for it." SHe quietly looked at the faces of the two girls next to her.

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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.

Ilythiiri's fingers went to the bruise on her face as if drawn magnetically. "I know. Believe me, I know," she told Miriel, then looked up at the elf. "I'm - fine. Where were you?"

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[Sorry about the shortness of posts at the mo but I did something to my right hand and have to type single handedly... And it still hurts.... ~pokes self for being such a wimp~]

The elf sighed, picking at the folds in the heavy dress "Next door... I'd like to him try and do anything to any of us,"she said proudly, jutting her chin out in the manner of a young child.
She paused, pushing a mass of-now- tangled hair out of her face and spoke again "I met a man... Well... He did not speak- I got the clothes off him... He was tall dark, if you like. Not bad for a human."
She sat down, legs folded neatly beneath her "I miss my home... The great stone halls- What I would give to wake up and have my father scold me for being late for breakfast again, or be caught for doing 'god-knows-what'... Where do you come from?"

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"South Gondor," said Ilythiiri, looking at the floor. "My mother was of the Haradrim and my father was - is - a merchant," she gave a little half-smile. "Once I wandered up into Ithilien - I used to go around by myself a lot - and when I went back, my father was gone. Just like that. I've never met my mother So I wandered around until - well - you know." She traced a crack in the stone floor with a finger.

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"I thought you looked special..." Rhavaniel smiled kindly "I'm sorry for you loss... Maybe, one day, you will meet him again and perhaps you will find your mother with him. Sometimes, I wish I didnt know my father and instead my mother... She died some weeks after my birth. He saw it as my fault of her passing..."

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Ilythiiri looked wistful. "Maybe," she said. "But your father must love you? Or you would not wish to go back as you do...then again," the same small smile flickered across her face. "I wish to leave as much as you and I have no parents to go back to."

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"Tis my husband who calls to me, in my dreams."she said dreamily, closing her eyes briefly,"And anyway, being beaten by my father is nothing to what this does to my soul, is it?"
She grinned, and looked around the room.

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Ilythiiri looked at her for a moment, trying unsuccessfully to imagine such a different life from hers. "I still cannot believe that Gondor has fallen so far..." she said softly. "My father used to tell me stories of the great realm of Gondor and the beauty of its capital, the White City. Now it has fallen into darkness."

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Miriel sighed after the stories of her two friends. "I come from the North. I used to live there as a little child until my family was slain by Orcs. Only my Brother and I survived." Miriel swallowed. "We dwelled here and there, in the Elven Realm and with the Dunedain. One day we came acros a troop of Uruk Hai on one of our journeys. My brother was killed in combat and I was left for death. I was found by Gondorians who sold me to the King... that was many years ago."
Miriel paused and focused her gaze on the white wall to keep away the tears. "The man you saw, Raven, was also a man from the North. He is Aragorn, son of Arathorn. I think my only friend."
Miriel now gazed at the two girls and wondered why the feeling of grieve was now replaced by a kind of warmth and maybe a kind of tinkling in her stomach.

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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.

may i be gandalf and one of my own characters??

Name: Orielle
Gender: Female
Apperance: she has long golden blonde hair and she usually wears it back hidden in her hood.. she usually wears a brown tunic underneath her black ragged cloak...
Personality: very thoughtful for a human.. although sometimes she's a little bit too hasty..
History: she ran away from her parents who lived in rohan when she saw what was happening in Gondor, and she wants to help Aragorn regain his place on the Gondorian throne....

P.S. i was wondering.. can Orielle be a spy working for Faramir????

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[Sure, but spying for what? On his brother?]


"I am happy I am not here on my own."she replied simply. After a while she giggled quietly "I have two older twin brothers... And my own twin... I always wanted to be the eldest in the family. Here, I am."

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