Elwen glanced up at Aerin, then swallowed her formerly shy demeanor and took control.
"Our intent was, and is, to find Alaria, and then after your disappearance, to find you as well. We ourselves are now captives, but that will not hinder us from attempting escape." There was no sense in leaving him no hope.

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I was Nienor before Nienor was cool. *nods coolly*
Kudos to Kitoky for the fabulous signature set, and art credit to engelszorn.
Who wants to join me in bringing back the lady?

He smiled and sat up straight with a small grunt of pain.
"Well it will be a hard task, I never saw the camp but the guard is tough enough."
He put a hand on his chest as an example of the pain the guard could cause.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Elwen gave a small smile and sat back, overwhelmed. Suddenly it occured to her that they hadn't asked Malrid what he knew of Alaria's fate.
"Malrid, where is Alaria? Naur must have brought her here. Was she kept with you?"

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I am a Shieldmaiden for Christ!

I was Nienor before Nienor was cool. *nods coolly*
Kudos to Kitoky for the fabulous signature set, and art credit to engelszorn.
Who wants to join me in bringing back the lady?

Malrid shook his head and looked at the ground.
"I followed her for many miles after she dissapeared with that evil man. I was only half a day behind them when i last tracked them but alas i was captured in a pit."
He placed a hand on his head and sighed.
"When i awoke i found myself in a tent with their leader and Alaria. She seemed fine enough until they began attacking her without reason. I couldn't stop them... I was too weak..."
A tear fell from his face.
"After that we were split up and put in different cells and i don't know what has happened to her. That's all i know. I would have tried to escape myself but i'm just too weak and my bones ache with every movement."
He sighed and slumped down against the wall.
"And Naur escaped, the villian, I bet he's still here mocking me."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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((I know it's kinda late in the story... but may I join??
My char is Valadhwen, she's a decendant of the Valar and can shapeshift))

((Please disregard the post above, that is not my character here anymore... my new character is the one roleplaying))

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^/^^ Thanks to tulk.

Ooops... so sorry guys! I was waiting for Turin's reply when he came back, but it doesn't seems so now.



"Agrim," the ranger began, after laying outside the cave with the dwarf, "It has been long since I have walked beside you. I have, as I told, been away delivering my sister's body to the tooms of Ithillian, and have spent much time in reconciliation. Yet I also spent much time tracking the company down. A small company is very hard to find in such a vast Middle-Earth. But tell me, how have our journies gone? They seem to have gone astray at one point."

A tall girl slowly crept into the hut where the others were. She had something in her hands, but all that could be seen of her was her figure because of the light behind her...

((OOC: This post comes before yours, Lithoniel, we'll react to your arrival in the morning.)

Elwen wanted to comfort Malrid, but didn't know how. She awkwardly placed her hand on his shoulder. After a moment, she quietly advised him to take a bit more water, then to try to sleep. She and the others did the same, using the small space as well as they could.
Elwen wrapped herself in her cloak and lay facing the wall; the events of the past few days overwhelmed her. She felt that the company was dissolved…it was only a shadow now of what it had once been. It seemed that their fate had been ill from the beginning- Naeven and Glemir dead,
Agrim had gone missing long ago. And now Alaria was captured, by one of their own prisoners. It did not seem unlikely that she was dead; there was no obvious reason for the Easterlings to keep her alive. Elwen thought of the meager fellowship that remained. Aerin, a crazed Arandil, Malrid, badly hurt, and herself, locked in a shed in an Easterling camp.
Herself. Her thoughts turned to her own memories. Though she appeared young, she had lived for many years. This was the way of elves; Elwen had often cursed the ‘gift’ that granted her unnumbered years. Some memories were too painful to live with..
She caught herself just in time and swallowed the lump in her throat. Why such emotion after so long supressing it? She felt her defenses crumbling. She had taken leadership today- something she had not willingly done for a very long time. Troubled, Elwen fell into a restless sleep; a shallow sleep, filled with dark dreams and memories nearly forgotten.

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I was Nienor before Nienor was cool. *nods coolly*
Kudos to Kitoky for the fabulous signature set, and art credit to engelszorn.
Who wants to join me in bringing back the lady?

((okie dokie))

The captives were jerked into wakefulness by the sound of a creaking door. Arandil eyed the intruder with distrust, but said nothing. The rest of them remained silent and unmoving, waiting for the Easterling to make the first move.

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I am a Shieldmaiden for Christ!

I was Nienor before Nienor was cool. *nods coolly*
Kudos to Kitoky for the fabulous signature set, and art credit to engelszorn.
Who wants to join me in bringing back the lady?

The girl knelt down in front of the group and said in a hushed voice "I mean you no harm, I have come to give you this" as she said this she held out what was in her hands, it was a flask of water, half a loaf of bread and a small piece of salted pork. "I'm sorry, tisn't much, but twas all I could get.... I'll try to bring more next time..." she stood to leave...

((Umm... Hello? R u all on vacation?? This is a really cool rp! Don't let it die!!))

(grrr... my computer FINALLY is working so i can join again. sorry for not posting and stuff cause my computer had died! i'll post now though! who's group should i join? Naur, the ranger and Agrim? or maybe Malrid and Elwen? Or I could be on my own and then meet up with someone or something. grrr.... i dunno... lol. Oh! I got it!! Ok, my character is like a secret agent but in Middle-earth.... its from a book i read. And she can desguise herself alot 'n stuff. But her mission for awhile has been with the Easterlings, pretending to help them but really she is spying on them. Then she see's the captives, reconginzes them from way back when [i dont know if you remember me, Morwen Vanwa Estel from the old Forum] and then somehow lets them out or something and then they all flee. i dunno. i'll post cause i feel like it and if anyone disagrees, then i'll just change it!)

Estel sighed, and muttered something under her breath.
"Shagar, you dont want to go that way. The Rohrrim will surely catch you there."
The Easterling leader thought about it for awhile, and then nodded. His Western speach was little, but Estel understood their language anyway.
"The girls right. We'll move to the north tomorrow."
The meeting was dismissed, and Estel began walking towards the tent she was staying at when she noticed the guards coming towards her.
"Whatcha got?" she asked, intrested. The laughed, and pushed at each other.
"A couple of captives. An Elf and a few mortals. The Elf's a good catch."
The joked to each other cruedly... and by now Estel didnt flinch at the remarks.
"Can I see?" She asked.
"Sure, go peek in. In fact, if you want to beat 'em up some, ask for the key later."
Estel nodded, and walked off. Once out of there sight, she ran towards the cell. She stood in the shadows, and peered in threw the thick bars. The Elf was hunced over a figure of a man laying in the corner. The other two where standing still, trying to adjust to the darkness. As her own eyes adjusted, she began to notice features. The man looked farmilar...
Estel cursed, and backed away slightly.
"Its not possible!" She gasped quietly. Tears began to form in her eyes. This is how they ended up? This is there fate!? They all looked so dull and tired. What happened to the bravery and the will to go on? They look like they where ready to die there.
"No... it cant be... Aerin? Arandiul?" She asked, whispering. Her face was pressed against the bars, her nose poking threw.
"Elwen?" she reconized the Elf well, but wasnt sure who was on the ground.

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Come armed
or prepare to die
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((Can I say that those in the cell asked my name and who I am??))

"I am Cadith" replied the girl, "I am a captive as you are. Though I have been cooperative with the brutes and am now their servant. Tis not the life I should like, but twill do... for now..." She looked closely at all of their faces, they were all worn with hunger and fatigue... and pain. "Next time I come I shall bring some healing herbs for your wounds" She heard the guards getting restless outside "I must go now, they will only let me in for a short time... I will come back" and with that she slipped out the door and disappeared into the darkness...

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I am a Shieldmaiden for Christ!

I was Nienor before Nienor was cool. *nods coolly*
Kudos to Kitoky for the fabulous signature set, and art credit to engelszorn.
Who wants to join me in bringing back the lady?