The dwarf sitting next to her muttered something in Khuzdul to which the half-Elf responded dryly, "There are worse things I should worry about than an angry child, Grair. She needs to learn that not all comments are about her person." She sighed roughly rubbed the side of her face causing it to bleed once more, though she hardly cared. "Once again, I was just here for more alcohol," she glanced at Silverleaf, quirking a scarred brow, "You may do as the rest of the world and write off what I have said as ramblings of a mad drunk. It is easier that way," she patted the girl's shoulder.

She grinned and turned back to Grair, "I had something I wanted to check into first before I fall asleep, see you in the morning, master dwarf."

The dwarf shook his head and quirked a brow at his bleeding comrade, "Do not even think of disappearing on me lassie. I would not enjoy having to look for you again."

The half-Elf had already launched herself over the couch, laughing. She called over her shoulder as she walked out the doors once more, her drink in hand, "You would have to find me before they did. I do not plan on surviving this war, Grair. You should come to terms with that, Valar knows I have!" She gave another laugh and walked back towards the gardens, planning on falling asleep there.

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Silverleaf flinched as Maethoriel patted her shoulder and cast another glare in her direction as she headed into gardens. An angry child indeed. If only she knew. Still, she chose to ignore that little comment. She sipped her new glass of wine. Drink put her in a bitter mood, without it she was as reserved and quiet as always.

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Alric grimaced to himself. Another dead end he thought will there be no aid for Rohan in these dark times? he questioned himself. After a moment, the rider discarded his thought and went back to detailing the face of the wooden horse he was carving. There was no use antagonizing over something that could not be remedied.

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Silverleaf sat down. The elves were still cheerful as ever, singing songs and telling tales. Sometimes their merriness grew irritating. Here were a people that had seen so much death over the years, so much sorrow, all those wars - and what did they do? Sing. The sight of one battle had been almost enough to put Silverleaf off singing forever. She tapped her fingers impatiently against the shiny wood of the table.
She was angry with herself already. She'd already got into an argument with one of the newcomers. That tended to happen when she was in a bad mood. She sighed.

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(sorry I haven't really posted in awhile... lifes been a little hectic lately... and painful(I got a wicked sunburn *wishes I could tan*) So, again I'm so sorry for not posting...)

Eruraina had stayed to listen to the singing and stories of her fellow race. Her mind was somewhere else though, in a far away time and place. She snapped out of it with a sigh, and looked around. Eruraina noticed the man from Rohan was to himself carving a horse. She walked over to him and watched him for a moment.

"A very good carving, my friend. Hm, if it's alright, could I accompany you back to Rohan? It seems my home country needs me, though what one person can do, I'm not so sure," she said, sitting next to him...

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(don't worry eruraina *hugs* ooh, sunburn is painful!)

Silverleaf stood up and walked from the hall. The noise was getting too much, and besides, going prevented her from drinking more of the wine to block out the pain she was feeling. She clasped her hands tightly in front of her.

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Alric looked up, suprised by the Half-elf's request. "You are more than welcome to, Milady" he said, nodding. "If I may ask, where do you plan to go, once there? Edoras is closed to my house, ever since my brother abandoned the Royal Guard, and there are few places where ther is any use fighting, any longer" he said gravely.

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Silverleaf leaned over the balcony of one of the gardens of Rivendell, which gave her a view of the trickling fountain. It was dark now, and most of the elves by now were inside. She was tired. She didn't really belong here in this elven hideaway. But then, where did she belong?

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Grair shook his head watching his friend disappear from sight. He pushed worried thoughts from his mind and turned towards Alric, "Aye, tis a very nice carving. Tell me did you learn the art from a family memeber? There are few of your race that I know who can carve with decent skill."

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Maethoriel went down the halls at a strong stride, her drunken front left at the door and her jug of alcohol left emptied on a table in a hall. She used her cane to propel her forward, her boots clacking on the floor. She only stopped her purposeful step when she reached a comfortable looking tree at the edge of the valley. The woman pulled herself up, cast her cloak on a nearby branch and watched for anything of note.

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Alric smiled and shook his head "Nay, master dwarf. I learnt from experience, I am self-taught. i find it gives me something to do." he said, grinning "that, and my son always delights when I bring him back such things from my travels" he said, chuckling

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Silverleaf looked up at the moon. It was was wreathed in mist. She smiled slightly. The moon had always looked so clearer in Gondor. She remembered, as clearly as if it had been yesterday, how her younger sister used to go all the way to Minas Tirith to get a better view of it. She also remembered who Goldleaf had used to watch it with. And look what had happened there. Silverleaf shook her head.

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"I'd come to find any way to help Rohan," Eruraina replied. "And that carving is of very good quality. I'm assuming you've had practice."

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Alric nodded "A good answer. I thank you for your compliments, milady. ten years of honing a skill is sufficient I suppose, for this" he said, scraping the hooves, and holding the finished model up to a light for inspection. He trimmed an ear slightly, and set it aside, satisfied.

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Eruraina examined the figure closely.
"Very beautiful. I'm hopeless when it comes to carving, but I can sketch pretty good. The shape is beautiful. If it was painted black, I'd say it looks just like my Fuin," she said, mentioning her faithful steed...

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(If she doesn't have alcohol nearby then chances are it's not Maethles. Lol)

Grair nodded in agreement with the elf, "A fine carving indeed." His black eyes once again looked over to Alric, "You have a family? That is a blessing. I tend to spoil my nephews with presents, my brother gets annoyed with it, but it is hard to resist." He chuckled good-naturedly and picked up a mug that was filled with ale, the only drink he was fond of.

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Maethoriel was sleeping, or appeared to be sleeping, she was always hard to read. She had been waiting for a few minutes, listening for any disturbances, her fingers itching to draw a weapon. She was not made for peace, and she had gone a week without a decent fight and therefore was antsy for something that leaned towards her interest. "Worse come to worse," she thought, "I could go off to the nearest inn and start a bar fight." She contemplated it for a moment before deciding she would rather not risk the anger of her dwarf friend.

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Alric nodded at Grair "Aye, a wife and three-year-old son, And soon, another" he said, chuckling 'I will agree with you, it is indeed hard to keep from spoiling children. My brother, Sigefolc, did much the same thing before he left" he said sadly

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