OK this is a random post i have no true plot just yet I will need help from my Co-rper Sen
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Name: Deawen
race: Human
Age: 19
Appearence : shoulder blade length copper hair, Bright keen blue eyes, long limbs but is short in heigth only about 5"2, wears dark colors and a black cloak.
Temperment: normaly calm and slightly shy, very watchful.
weapons: Sword, two daggers, and several knives, cloptrips (sp)
animals: two Horses Bredol a flaxen chestnut, and Areth a silver mare, a Black dog Arenel.
History: Born and raised in Rohan Friends with Morwen, has a gift of fire that she keeps secret. was hand-maiden to Eowyn then went out on her own.
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Bredol slowly walked down the road through the forest of Ithilien. Deawen knew this territory well from prevoise travels. but she had to avoid the Ithilien Rangers at all costs she was well known to them as a enchantess she made a fatal mistake once and lost control of her gift and was seen by a Ranger she was caught and questioned then she escaped. they were after her for days till she gave them the slip.
she heard a crack of a Branch she stopped Bredol to listen . there was no noise not a bird in range Bredol stamped nervously Deawen coaxed her horse into a light walk. she heard a new sound as she moved bird like call rang out form the left then again to the right Deawen dismounted and sent Bredol ahead a few paces nothing stirred, Deawen swung back into her saddle and kept moving . nothing happened for a few minutes then something dashed from one tree to the next startling Bredol he Reared up and threw Deawen off. Deawen landed on her side she coughed for awhile then got to her feet shaking she listened for any movement but none was heard. Deawen thought about drawing her sword but decided to wait for the right moment.

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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

Mind if I join? Still working on my ability to play a 'tough guy' so forgive me if it's lousy until I get into the swing of things ^^

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Name: Tolur the Bold

Race: of Men, Gondor

Gender: Male

Age: 35

Occupation/title: Independent tracker for hire.

Hair: Shoulder length, dark brown, a bit shaggy and unkempt, with a gruff short beard, reddish in color.

Eyes: Fierce dark eyes

Height: Rather tall at 6’ 3”

Other Appearance: Darkly tanned, not bulky, but strong, with the ability for quick and silent movements.

Clothing: Dark colors, to blend with shadow and forest, a large cloak to easily conceal his tall figure.

Belongings: Bow and arrow, simple in design, a sword of Gondorian fashion, as well as a few miscellaneous daggers and knives. Carries with him always rope, and plenty supplies to last him through long lengths of time. A horse, a mare, dull bay in color, which he has a strange habit of merely calling “Mare”

Expertise: Sword, bow, and tracking, as well as silent stalking and disguise. Often hired by highly held men of Gondor to track or follow individuals, and at times return them at all costs.

Personality: Rather cruel at times, uncaring of any individual, willing to kill if he must. Quiet and direct to his tasks, not one to pause for chit chat.

History: No one knows where he had come from, though it was said he had elven in his blood, but it is only rumored, and he does not speak of his past, though it was known that he had lost his family when he was yet young and was then raised by a strongly militant Gondorian, who had found him after the loss of family. Being raised in a strict manner, Tolur became a tracker, and was urged to join the Gondorian military, but he made the decision to focus instead on selling out his services, and became a ruthless hunter, firm in his emotions and quick to his task. He was highly sought out for his work, and hired by some of the more important and well respected Gondor men to track down criminals and haul them back, and often given orders to dispose of the more dangerous ones.

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

before the war i woudl expect my Partner has yet to say in this matter.
you are both welcome to this post i think Sen will be happy.

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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's keen eyes picked up the movment that was so slight only an experainced tracker could make. Deawen got close to the ground and put her mask on she raised her hood up over her head and crept to her horse. keeping any movement in mind she was ready to spring at the first sight of danger. there was no way she was going to be taken again she was already persued in Minas Tirith. Bredol stood waiting for her, Deawen reached for the stirrup and from the polished metal she saw her reflection a black mask with bright blue eyes cloaked in shadow. she looked past her reflection to the woods beyond. she drew a dagger silently waiting .. 8)

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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

oooook i forgot my godmodding speech thanks tony for the reminder..
Godmodders that have no permission for the other rper will be drug out into the Hallway and shot...need i say more.
also if you are going to join i would dearly love for you to post if you will be leaving for a time this way we don't cut you out and we dont' want that.

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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

(And I would be happy to oblige with that... he he he... Anyway, does anyone need my intro, it has been long since I last typed it, though Deawen knows it all already.)

*Sen smiled as he walked down the road, uncaring of any dangers that might be in the surrounding woods. He knew where the enemies that concerned him were, and what they were doing. Nothing else concerned him, as he knew from the pendant he gave her that Deawen was down this road. He had something to show her, something Gandalf finally revealed to him. His black armor was hard to look at, as if the armor itself did not wish to be seen. One's eyes slid off away from it, causing it to nearly look like a dark shadow in one's mind. Though the blonde hair and ice blue eyes were unmistakable, as well as the pale face when his helm was removed, as it was now. Sen smiled grimly; time was always his enemy, as it passed the same for him and his true enemies; Maleon and Sauron, both foes of Middle Earth, and he was a thorn in both of their sides...

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

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i think i have memorised your intro sen i have seen it sooo many times.

Deawen looked back at the reflection what she saw was no longer there, Deawen decided to take the chance. she lifted her foot into the stirrup grabed the saddle horn " go" Bredol responded to a chanter Deawen pulled herself to the saddle and leaned forward. she whistled sharply and her dog Arenel came from the trees running along side Bredol. Deawen stopped the horse after 400ft. something wasn't right or atleast it was diffirent and her curiosity won her over.her pendant clinked as her horse shifted from side side . deawen held the dagger in one hand and the pendent in the other.

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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

please someone post...

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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

Tolur watched his prey silently, knowing he should wait for a better time to move in and claim it. He urged his mare forward to follow at a distance, remaining mostly within the more shadowed area of the forest, his gaze alert, his stature lowered to hug closer to the dark colored horse.

He was ever silent, as were the steps of his horse, his only trusted companion in the lonely roads he had traveled, gathering the criminals and assasins of the lands, then returning either them or their lifeless bodies to recieve his prize, and this one had a high price on her head, and he intended to retrieve it...

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

*As Sen walked down the road, he felt in his feet the faint runble of hoof prints. Deawen was approaching, by the sound of it, and at a very fast pace. Something was wrong. His helm was on in a flash, and swords loosened in their scabbards. Who was following her? With a smile, he wondered, who was after her this time? Like a shadow, he was in the woods next to the road, only a faint stirring of dead leaves betraying his passage...*

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

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Deawen let go of her pendent it made a smal clinking sound she sheathed the dagger and rode forward at a steady pace she came to a spot in her road that her gift flared sending a rush of heat through her body she stopped and waited only one person in this world could ever make her gift flare. she dismounted and searched the ground for tracks. she found some but they were light and very hard to distinguish. Bredol Nickered and Deawen shushed him. she was slightly smiling as she followed the light tracks to the shadows . " just where he woudl be " she thought she sprang from behind the bush to where she thought he would be. nothing was there just shadows and shade. Deawen looked dissipointed she saw a rabbit jump from his hole nearby " i know no rabbit flared my gift " she mumbled. Deawen extended her index finger and let her gift flow through her she scanned the area knowing if it was indeed him she would find him this way. even though Deawen still young with her gift she knew more about it than what her Ansestor did. 8)

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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

*Sen dropped silently out of the trees behind her, and whispered in her ear.*
Very good, Deawen. You are getting better day by day. So, what caused your hasty journey down the road? Is someone... unwanted following you?

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

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Deawen turned around at the sound of his voice " i knew it !' she exclaimed. " Sneaky " she muttered " im not sure if any one is following me, " Deawen looked around still not sure if she was safe. she knew that Sen would Protect her from what she feared. " My lord i ..." Deawen stopped she knew Sen always wanted her to be Honest but how could she say 'oh by the way i accidentaly killed two people with my gift becuase i lost control now i am being hunted down' she just kept quiet.
" i only know that i keep hearing noises around that woudl suggest so, why do you ask?"

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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 feel suddenly alone

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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'll see if I can post tomorrow... sorry for the delay)

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

Sen sighed. He had known Deawen for too long, and even if he didn't, it would be easy for him to read that she was hiding something. "My lady Deawen, you have the look of the hunted on you. What has happened that has caused others to chase you so? For I know that it mostly ends in a grand adventure, and me getting hurt protecting you from something you do not tell me. So why not get it all out in the open? It will save me a lot of pain in the future, and it would remove the burden of keeping a secret from a friend..."

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

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