Miriel glanced at Meleth "Are you coming with us..?"

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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.

Meleth glanced over at Beriadan, who was busying himself doing something or other a ways away, and then back at the group. She sighed. "I suppose." Then she looked over at Dernhelm. " 'My men and I died'? You do not look too dead to me. And -" here she held up a warning hand "- I do think you all should know that I think this mission doomed to failure and I still think we are insane to attempt it." She looked resigned. "Ah yes - and you do not seem a fool to me, Dernhelm, but I call it foolishness to wait longer before setting out. Your men may already be dead and they will certainly be dead by the end of another day."

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Miriel nodded: Meleth was right. "We should leave now."

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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.

"I Died in my heart when my brother was slain."

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"I'm sorry my friend." Miriel said quietly "If we only had known..."

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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.

Fearan bowed his head and bit his lip. He had know Dernelm's brother. He was a good man, and an even better friend.

"yes...let us not speak of these matters. tonight, we eat drink and be merry."

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Miriel shook her head. This could only be men, suppress the feeling of grieve by the pleasure of eating and drinking. Yet she said nothing.

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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.

Meleth raised an eyebrow. "I was under the impression we were to depart tonight," she stated, looking at Dernhelm with a hint of suspicion. "As you insist that your companions are in such dire peril."

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"Yes but i find geting dead drunk takes my mind off my brother. besides, orcs are mroe active at night."

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Meleth came very close to stamping her foot. "No." Her eyes glittered. "I am suspicious of you, Dernhelm, and I am annoyed at being coerced into a plan that I believe is suicidal. If we do not depart now, since you claim your companions are in such mortal danger, neither I nor anyone here -" she looked around, meeting all their eyes "- will be accompanying you. I can order them to remain, and they will obey me. Make your choice." She folded her arms over her chest, regarding him coldly.

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"You don't have to command me Meleth, for I agree with you." Miriel spoke calmly. "Dernhelm, be wise. We should leave now, for there might still be a slight chance for your friends otherwise we'll ride toward our dooms."

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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.

"...never leave command to a women. I hAve a confession...i cannot walk long distancines without dropping." He pulled up his pant legs to reveal a long jagged wound oozing blood and clear liquid. "Warg bite... i think it's infected."

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Miriel looked annoyed. "Should I take a look at that wound or is it also a thing which women can't do?"
She couldn't stand such comments and in no way she did understand Dernhelm anymore.

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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.

"Infected?" Fearan asked sarcastically. "How can you tell?" He pulled bandages out of his pack he wore on his back. "Miriel, you can bind his wounds. You're a much better healer than I." Fearan stretched slightly, cracking his neck. Dernhelm always acts wierd after bleeding profusely. Fearan said to himself, smiling slightly. I just hope the others don't kill him for it.

Meleth looked about to explode, cry and laugh simultaneously. "Why did you not say so?" she asked a little snappishly, sitting down. "It would have saved time, at the very least!"

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