Eomira glanced behind her and shrugged. <br>
"I'm used to being alone so no, not lonely. Just thinking. And you?"

_________________
Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
<img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c116/Eomira/faramir_alone.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

"Just resting on my journey and enjoying the quiet as long as it last..."

Renald smirked as she didn`t seem to be scared or surprised by his sudden appereance or question, he had to admit he was rather confused and disappointed.

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Eomira smiled inwardly. <br>
"So you're a thief?" She didn't wait for his answer. "I've seen a few of your kind in travels. Sometimes I used to join one or two in their raids."

_________________
Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
<img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c116/Eomira/faramir_alone.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

"A thief? Why would you presume anything like that? What makes me a thief?"

Renald laughed and blew out some smoke.

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Trembling slightly from the realisation that she would be free of her master, the elf stood up."Thank you." she said quietly with a tiny smile.

_________________



. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Eomira sighed. "Several ropes, small daggers, gloves, and you tried to sneak up on me." Eomira turned and smiled. "I was raised by elves, that's going to work"

_________________
Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
<img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c116/Eomira/faramir_alone.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

"Well they obviously didn`t spoil you..."

Renald hmped and took a more relaxed position.

"but I was going to sneak up on you? Not really, if you had been an orc you would find an arrow in your throat at this moment, but I dont really kill humans unless I have to and as a thief that might happen."

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Eomira shrugged. "You couldn't have killed me that easily. And if you did you'd find yourself on the run, for killing nobility" Her voice had a mocking tone as she mumured the last word.

_________________
Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
<img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c116/Eomira/faramir_alone.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

"How do you know I am not in that situation already?"

Renald asked placing his hand on his sword.

_________________

Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Eomira still played with the knife in her hand. <br>
"Because if you were, you would have noticed the Steward's ring on my hand and killed me on the spot."

_________________
Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
<img src="http://i26.photobucket.com/albums/c116/Eomira/faramir_alone.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket">

Maihele nodded once, then turned. "Come, we'll return to the lake.... in my haste to satisfy my curiosity, I left my satchel there..." Without another word, she strode through the shadows, the ungloved hand again the only visible item.

_________________


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

(Oh, could you possible keep your posts more than one sentence long? It will cut down on the clutter pages....)

_________________


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

She rubbed her bare arms, and fiddled with the chain again, then hurried after her new 'master'.

_________________



. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Maihele felt, more than heard, the presence of another, and when she paused in her stride to listen intently, she realized it was truly two of them, both talking, one the deeper voice of a mortal man, the other a light and carefree voice of a mortal woman. She turned towards Rhavaniel, placing a finger to her own lips, with her ungloved hand, then pulled the black glove on, now concealed fully in black attire.

Stepping forward, Maihele cautiously came to the edge of the forest, her gaze set towards the two a distance away. She raised a delicate brow, listening intently to the conversation, her emotionless expression forming a slight upward twinge at the corner of her mouth. She merely enjoyed lurking, unseen, for it was in her ability, as a being of the realm between, to remain utterly silent and concealed.

_________________


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

Rhan shrugged and silently climbed the tree silently, and edged along one of the branches so as to able to watch and be fully conceled at the same time.- She was only young after all, and she watched with glowing eyes.

_________________



. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Maihele was aware of Rhan's actions, even though she made no movement to glance over or up, as she regarded the two by the lake with an examining gaze. Her hands clenched slightly as she viewed a shadowy figure along the edge of the forest, seeming to be merely a dark mist, but Maihele knew differently, and only she could see its true substance and being.

It passed, however, not pausing to give another concidering glance towards any there at the time. "Abuvew qukane, abuvew viphe, Reavh" she murmured in the quietest whisper as the shadow departed.

_________________


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