Indeed, my lady. You have nothing to fear from us. We have been your companions in battle so far; we will not waver. What troubles you with the Gondorians, that you spook so easily?

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

"Morwen You know i would never betray you i'd die first" Deawen added "Have you seen Artinwe?" Deawen asked suddenly

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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

"I heard no other noises, but Artinwe did not apear to have a horse."

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Deawen looked thoughtful "well then more riddles..." Deawen sighed softly Deawen whispered something to Bredol and then she shut her eyes

"Artinwe were are you?" she thought "right next to you!" came his voice Deawen opened her eyes Artinwe was walking next to her on foot. Deawen gasped "where..." Deawen asked "Deawen Sen is not the only one who can do "tricks" just like you can."

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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

Eohric felt out of place. He didn't really know these other men. He of course knew Morwen and Deawen. But he knew it was time for him to leave. He touched Morwen's shoulder. She could tell something was wrong. They rode a few feet away and conversed. "I need to go. I was only allowed a week of leave. Plus, you never know what Grima is up to..." said Eohric. "I understand." said Morwen sadly. He kissed her, making sure to be proper in front of the others. Saluting her, he wrode off towards Rohan on the road through the forest. Sighing, Morwen went back to the group.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

Deawen grinned she was happy to see Morwen with someone she neede to be with some one Deawen got by because of Artinwe was always there to talk to. Deawen dismounted and walked next to Artinwe.

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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

Morwen walked back to group sadly. It had been good to see him, she thought to herself. She saw Deawen go off with Artinwe. A feeling of lonliness came over her adn she decided it was time to go back to Rohan. SHe had accomplished what she had come to do. Turning around with no explination, seh galloped away towards Rohan.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

(so thats it huh? well that was interesting good work people!)

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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

(No, Deawen, that's not it! I have a little more to say.)

"Deawen, I'm going to have to leave. Eohric was right, there is trouble in Rohan. I need to get back. Before I leave, I must tell you... I love you," Artinwe said, kissing her. "I want you to hae this," he said, taking off his medallion and giving it to her. Deawen wept. "When will I see you again?" she asked through her tears. "Someday, Deawen." And starting to weep himself, he backed away from her and vanished.

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(This is only atest. Pay no heed to it, young Hobbit.)

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

*Sen raised an eyebrow and smiled slightly.*
Well the, my lady, it seems that it is just you and me. Where shall we be off to, or shall the brief Fellowship break in its entirety?

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

Deawen wiped away the tears that fell from her eyes she was embarassed she had never guess Artinwe loved her in any way but as her guardian. she smiled at Sen it was a short smile "i guess it is just us..." she sighed putting her head lower on her shoulders Bredol nickered softly.

(this is not the end ? okay)

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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

Well then, shall we go on to Rohan? or is it to Gondor that your heart wills you to go?
*Sen remained silent throughout the whole exchange between her and her guardian; it was not his realm.*

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

i have no orders im free from my tasks for now i'll go where you go my lord..." Deawen said placeing her hand on the saddle horn and pulled her self up Bredol started to take off but Deawen pulled back the reins and he stopped "No Bredol we do not run yet.."

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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

(Deawen and Sen, unless you want to continue this post as a twosome, this is the end of the post. We won't be together again until "a friend of shadow".)

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Can you even dare to look or bear to think of me: this loathsome gargoyle, who burns in hell, but secretly yearns for heaven, secretly... secretly.... Fear can turn to love- you'll learn to see, to find the man behind the monster: this repulsive carcasse who seems a beast, but secretly dreams of beauty, secretly... secretly....

(salutes Artinwe HI! )

(yes i know a friend of shadow got it)

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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