"oh sorry it's just when you do the things i do you you can trust any one really..." Deawen said. "so.. what did my brother say?"

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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

It took a while for him to trust me, but I finally found out about the easterling. In the morning, I will strike out, and find this easterling, and he shall be no more...
*Sen's gaze hardened, and he looked into nothingness for a moment before snapping back to the here and now.*

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Sen stared ahead for a moment as if he could see the Easterling in the distance .Deawen stared at him "and what of me? I'm I to be at the side lines? or tossed aside like a used cloth?" she asked sternly her gaze was soft dispite her tone. "My lord why do you help me? I'am a villian a poisoned heart what I'm I to you?" she asked softly lowering her eyes.

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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

*Sen looked her in the eyes as she said that, and she backed at the anger deep inside. It was not to be released, however; not on her. His eyes softened, and she thought she could see a tear in one.*
Because yours is a soul worth saving. You will have to stay here for now; my buisness alone is with the easterling and his camp. If you are seen, if anyone who controls that easterling hears word of you, they will hunt them down. Yet my face is new, though not easily forgotten, and I can and will oppose whatever power controls this evil.

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(hold up I just read Dungeons of gondor and well artinwe had this post it's important read it before we continue it says something about the easterling it may help)

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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

(OOC: I read it, but it doesn't help that much. It just says what we already know.)

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(well it mentions that it was not an Easterling at all see it was a trap to seek out the spies or Gondors enemies... Deawen fell into a trap but we can play it as we still think it's an easterling and that her brother was captured by the gondorains.)

"My Lord this is not your fight I don't even know what you gain from this,"

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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

*Sen said simply.*
Another soul back from death.

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Deawen shrugged she was still tired but she tried not to show it she didn't want Sen to put her to sleep again that was a little frightening.

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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

Adastrea sat silently beside Thinren. Her heart broke for him. She gently held his hand in a friendly and encouraging manner. She said quietly, waiting to see if he would speak.

Deawen traced the blue dragon emblem on her tunic.
Deawen yawned "Sen there may be a problem..." Deawen said unexpectedly " THe Easterling camp may be gaurded by some Dragon tears I don't know but if it is the Dragon Tears will not let you in without something like a token of some sort,and bribery does not work on them," Deawen continued then she started to think "have something that would work!" Deawen said getting up. Deawen put her cloak on then rushed to the door. Sen Followed after her, Deawen slipped from one shadow to the next her cloak trailing after her the movement that she walked was like an elven dance fluid and well practiced. Deawen moved on avoiding main roads and intersections the sun was setting it cast a orange glow to the world. Deawen turned to an alley way it was a dead end but Deawen continued to walk towards the wall. Deawen bent down at the foot of the wall and pushed four stones inward, they gave way to a hidden passage it was dark and dank, Deawen climbed through with ease Deawen landed softly on the ground which was only four feet down from the door. Deawen heard a noise that sounded like footsteps but it was too close to be Sen's, Deawen heared a blade being drawn she turned around drawing her blade someone was in front of her she knew it Swush went the others blade Deawen doged then lunged forward knocking her opponet down she held her sword to his throat "state your buissness" she commanded "Lady Deawen! Forgive me I mistaked you for an enemy!" he said breathlesly Deawen grabed his right hand there was the emblem of the Dragon Tears "Dragon tear Eston" she sighed removing her blade sheathing it.
"this way!" she said vanishing into the depths of the passage way.

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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

*Sen followed Deawen down the passage way, the shadows wrapping themselves around him, almost tangibly. He could see in the dim light nearly better than he could in the daylight, and followed the other two with ease...*

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Deawen liked the dark but not here not when she was hunted. there was hardly any sound only the drip of water and the soft chime of Deawen's cloak and sword belt. no one had ever really seen her sword only a silver flash then pain would over come you. some said her blade was poisoned but in truth it was not only precice aim and skilled blows aided her in combat. the blade it's self was curved slightly and etched with dragons. the hilt was made of silver and black leather with Dragons etched in the leather. the pommel ws a silver disc very small but effective it was imprinted with a cresent moon on one side and a full sun on the other.

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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

*Sen, all three of his swords sheathed on his back, and his bow slung across his shoulder, followed Deawen on. He noticed her sword, silver shining in the dull light.*
A beautiful sword, my lady. Where did you get it, and what is its heritage?

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Deawen did not turn as she spoke "the elves gave it to me when i started to fight i have no name for it... It came from a distant land that i have not seen from the Northeast lands i think my ancestress was from that region."

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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

Quite a heritage, my lady. Yet why do you not give it a name?

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