"Angmar." Rhavaniel said pouting.

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Vehiron said "I say Angmar as well."
They all turned to Luinnar, waiting for her vote.

Luinnar looks at them all, watching them with a smirk, knowing she's in control, since her vote either makes or breaks the venture. "Well, Rhavaniel, I don't believe I know you, but I am strong-willed.... And we do need a plan....." She pulls out a knife from her belt and fingers the blade idly. "Since you all say Angmar, I might as well go along with it, seeing as you obviously need someone who has a plan...." Here she stops and sheathes the knife again. "There's no reason why I shouldn't lose my life here rather than on any other foolish quest t'save the world...." Luinnar shrugs. " I'm with ya.... Angmar it is..."

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~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

"Good, we are all in agreement. We leave at dawn! Go and make any preparations you need. When you are done come to the dining hall then after we eat you will be shown to your rooms. I assume you all have horses. If not they will be provided for you. You may go now." Lithoniel dismissed them. They all left the room, Lithoniel moved to go but Vehiron stopped her saying "My Lady, I would speak to you about something."
"I think I know what it is Vehiron."
"Yes, My lady.. the Lady Luinnar may prove a problem should her will be crossed. I am concerned for you."
"I can handle her. Remember I also have the daughters of Gondor with me. My cousin's will no doubt help me, should anyone seek to take over."
"She thinks she has the upperhand Lithoniel, she believes we all wait for her signal."
"And we did. Until she came there was nothing but undecisiveness and talk. Now there is action, I am thankful to her for that. We must not make an enemy out of a strong friend and ally!"
"But what if she makes an enemy out of us? This is your first military action. I think I..."
"No Vehiron!" she said lifting her hand "You are not coming. This is my quest! And besides, should anything happen to me..."
"Do not say that, my Lady! Nothing will happen to you! Not while I draw breath. That is why I wish to go."
"Vehiron, I must do this myself. Now I love you as a brother do not make me cross with you before I leave, please."
"Alright, I'll try... but it will be a hard task."
"It always is."
Laughing Lithoniel went to prepare for the journey, and Vehiron left to see about food for their guests.

Rhavaniel slowed to walk with Luinnar. "How comes it," she said an odd glint in her eye "that they all respect you? I am interested, and maybe you would ride with me. Tell me more about how you came here. You dont seem to belong to the "high and mighty" type. " Rhavaniel was not what she seemed...

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Isteleth was the first the leave the room, she did not head down towards the dining hall, instead she diverted her path toward the gardens.

She walked slowly through many of the secret passage ways, the afternoon sun warm on her, the many rose bushes giving of a sweet scent, she sighed and finally sat down on a stone bench in a simple secret garden containing a small bench and a simple statue of her grandmother Celebrian.

Isteleth sat many minuets on her own, the bird song her only company, and soon she was giving up hope that he would come, she stood up to leave when a soft male voice spoke from behind her, she whirled round and saw a tall elf, with dark hair and dark eyes, holding a simple white rose in his hand.

"Hello Isty" he said grinning, Isteleth laughed
"Squirrel!" she cried running to her old childhood friend, she wrapped her arms around his neck hugging him tightly, they broke apart and he held up the rose, the same mischevious grin across his face.
"Eternity Isty, remember our friendship is for eternity" he told her, slipping the rose into her hair
"I wondered when you'd turn up little birdsong" he said lazily, she smiled.
"Well you know how hard it is to be sooooooo beautiful, i mean it is a big job!" she shot back to him, he laughed and jumped up into a tree, Isteleth followed.
"You beautifull, you must be confused with someone else birdsong" he replied back wittingly, Isteleth *beep* him a glance
"Don't look at me like that, so ok you've had a busy time having adventures, i just have one question, why didn't you invite me?" he asked, Istleth shoved him a little.

"Squirrel you know it's buissness matters for my father, anyway there's food being served up in the house, and i havn't eaten since yesterday" she looked at him with puppy dog eyes, and he sighed
"Fine we'll discuss this later" he replied the same mischevious grin playing across his face.

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Do you mind if i join at this er advanced stage?
im new to this so bear with me.

Name: Darrell
Race: Barding (Man from Dale)
Gender: Male
Hair: Light brown, shoulder length
Eyes: Clear blue
Weapons: Bow, quiver of dark green fletched arrows and a keen double-edged, one handed sword Chrysamere, .
Personality: Quick thinker, calm, loyal, quiet.

History: Fought in the war of the ring for king Brand. Retreated to the Iron Hills where he hears of the call to arms of Lady Lithoniel and heads for Rivendell.

OOC: Of course you can join Darrell! Welcome! If you have any questions just ask!

Lithoniel went to her chambers where her ladies maid, Raina helped her into a pale yellow gown, arranged her long golden hair and placed a golden circlet on her brow. Then Raina laid out her grey-blue riding outfit for in the morning. She sighed and thought about her grandfather... would he approve of the way she was handling this? Vehiron approved and Elrond had trusted Vehiron to help her. Yes this was what she was supposed to do. After going out to the stables to check on her war stallion, and making sure her weapons were in top condition she made her way to the dining hall. She knew she must give the same respect to all of those who had answered her call, for some reason Luinnar had been given more respect than the others. That might prove to be a problem should anyone feel they had been treated unfairly... She knew she must keep her allies united or they would all suffer...

Darrell was tired. It had been a long, hard trek on foot from the far east. He was looking forward to a rest when he reached the elf-haven of Imladris. The stars were already shining overhead has he strode through the gates. He saw no-one as he walked into the building he had heared so much about. He reached a great oak door, knocked, and went in.

Luinnar senses Rhavaniel come up behind her, but continues walking. "I am not 'high and mighty' and have never tried to be. I don't wish to be, either. My life is fine and dandy as it is, thank you..." A little smirk crosses her face. "Respect is something earned, not given. They don't respect me yet, even if you think that. None of them like me, and I don't expect them to....." Again the smirk flashes across her face, but this time it is sadder, and less cunning. "I came here from a long way away and from a life that is old and dead, along with those in it... Nothing else matters...." Luinnar turns as she hears the knock on the door, and sees the young man enter. "Hello..." She smiles slightly. "At least there is someone here to greet you, as there was not for me...." She says it in a joking, yet kindly, tone.

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~The Mercenary A-U Gentlewoman~

Something for which i am greatful! It has been a long journey and i have not had a proper sleep in days. I came in answer to the Lady's summons. Where can i find her? i assume that i am not to late as the place is not overrun with orcs.

Rhavaniel raised her eyebrows at Luinnar then turned to the man 2Mae Govannen. Forgive my rudeness, but who are you?" she asked smiling slightly.

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Isteleth and Squirrel walked into the hall, they seemed to be the first there, they sat down near the head of the table, next to each other and waited for company to arrive.

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I'm a Barding from the Dale. Darrell is my name and this is my sword *draws sword* Chrysamere. We have not cleaved at orcs since the battle of dale, but in coming here i hope to change that. If you'll excuse MY rudeness, who are you? *sheaths sword*

" I am Rhavaniel but you can just call me Rani. Most humans do. Would you come with us? We ride to Angmar, to rid Middle Earh of the last of Saurons servants." the elf gave him a wry smile.

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Lithoniel was walking down the hall towards the dining room when she heard a knock at the door and voices in the corridor. She hurried to greet any visitors, as was her duty and was met by Arthion who was headed in the same direction. She greeted her cousin saying "You missed the meeting Arth."
"I know" he said "I was... busy"
Lithoniel laughed merrily "Come on now! Tell me! What was keeping you so 'busy'?"
"I'll tell you later, there are guests to attend to. See it's a human, and a bedraggled one at that." He said as they rounded the corner and the stranger and two she-elves came into view.
Lithoniel stepped forward and greeted the stranger. "Welcome to Rivendell, good sir, You may find rest and refuge here for as long a time as you wish." she said as was the customary greeting. "I am Lithoniel, Lady of Imladris. I see you have already meet the ladies Luinnar and Rhavaniel. Pray, may I know your name?" she waited for his reply