(well you can't have one...they are men ordinary men that have been trained to be swift silent keen trackers and fighters very much like a milita they find their way around problems.they can blend in to diffrent towns and cultures)

Deawen survyed the girl she was instantly suspisouse Drad however smiled "yes we need help..." Drad said

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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

Amoneil smiled.
"I'm Amoniel." she said.

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(hope you don't mind me joining ^^)

The sound of arrows nocking on bows, and of strings being pulled back, sounded from several areas around the men Maleon sent to attack Deawen and her phantoms. The weilders of the bows were unseen, but each arrow hit their mark, felling several men.

An elven lady clad in light armor and forest green garments rode up beside Deawen, Amoniel, and Drad, her deep brown eyes taking in the sight of the distruction and fleeing. "I am Silmarwen Idril, at your service lady Deawen," she said with a bow after dismounting from her horse. She whistled sharply and another volley of deadly aimed arrows eliminated several more of Maleon's men. "I was riding by with several elven archers when I saw your predicament" (did I spell that right? ) She continued, "I hope you don't mind me lending a hand"

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~Cyclist in Training~

Amoniel had fire gleaming in her eyes.
"The more the merrier." Amoniel said.

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Drad smiled even more "welcome " Drad said Deawen rode forward away from the others "Hark!" she called out suddenly her voice was loud and clear. the others fell silent
"Shaw verid weri tinop sairive likme grets varouse porater xanda overi SAhdows PHANTOMS Quire!"
(Friends of the shadow my Brothers come out gather to me we fight! Shadow Phantoms to me!)

Deawen shouted the woods fell silent presently a couple of phantoms came throughthe trees Deawen smiled then followed more in five miniutes Deawen had gathered over 200. Drad laughed Deawen looked at him sharply "you said they were all dead or fled!" Deawen said "well i don't know every thing.." Drad said "or the Men love you so much they disregared thier fears and returned to you."

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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

Hareth reared at the sudden newcomers (the phantoms). Amoniel tried to calm her but she pranced at reared.
"It's not just the phantoms..." Amoniel said, her voice suddenly cold.

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( i have a feeling that Sen is on thanksgiving break lucky this year i got ripped off)

Bredol Reared slightly at the other horses suddenly act. Deawen sat calmly waiting for some new battle

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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

(aww why?)
Amoniel drew her bow and ran her finger along the feather of her bow.

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"Steady girl..." Amoniel said to Hareth. She pranced and swung her haunches around ready to run.

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(seems our villian is still missing... lol. my elves can't do too much without targets)

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~Cyclist in Training~

umm well he is in New mexico methinks. and i don't know when he wil be back)


Deawen shouted something and the phantoms formed a ring around her.
Drad pulled Bredol into the tighter circle.

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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

Silmarwen signaled for the elves to join in with the Phantom ranks, though she instructed them to keep their distance and allow the phantom's ample room to manuver in their own fashion.

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~Cyclist in Training~

the first rank of Phantoms knelt the second produced bows and arrows loading aiming and with cunning skill they held the arrow perfectly still Deawen stood in her stirups to see over the phantoms "Mirve!" Deawen shouted the arrows stayed the third rank readied bows and arrows "FIRE!" Deawen shouted and the volly was released the phantoms in the first row drew swords and held them out streached the second row knelt and the third held Deawen waited for the enemy to break through the trees but none did so 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

Silmarwen had instructed several of the elves to remain to the sides, in a sort of funnel, as the enemy would approach. (Oiy, we sorely need the villian to return! lol)

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

i know .............

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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

Amoniel drew her bow and shot one arrow. It lodged itself in one of the enemies throat.

(we do need him back...)

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