A hand reached out and gripped Amoniel's shoulder. "Shh.." Elenanna said to her friend.

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Amoniel jumped slightly and turned to see her friend. She smiled.
"Elenanna." She whispered, glad to have her friend with her,

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Nessa felt her heart skip a beat as a reply came from the trees right next to her. She turned to face the newcomer and felt herself relax when she saw that is was just an elf. "If shouting isn't very wise then I would think that sneaking up on someone with a drawn sword couldn't be considered wise either," she replied. "As for being a hunter, it is hard to call one such when the quarry they were persuing has just dissapeared and they are not following."

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"Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer."

"Hello, Amoniel." Elenanna said, softly, as she watched the two.

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(talk about random joining ^^ wee! lol) She smirked and chuckled low, "I come prepared when I go sneaking up on someone.." she tapped her sword hilt. "You have not lost your prey... they are headed for the camp it seems..." Silmarwen whipped around suddenly, hearing a shushing sound, and quickly sank into the shadows, nearly vanishing. She crept over to the two and held her sword at ready, "what is your business? Friend or foe?" she questioned, eying them skeptically. She noticed the one was elf but the other mortal.

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"Apparently, the same as yours." Elenanna replied, thankful that the hood hid who she was.

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"Ah..." She nodded. "then why were you spying on us?..." Silmarwen was wary.

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Nessa watched as Silmarwen questioned the eavesdroppers. She rested the tip of her sword blade on the ground and leaned on it, content to wait. She closed her eyes and pushed the sounds of talking from her mind and instead listened to the forest. The warg riders were probably a loss, they had had too much time to lose themselves in the trees.
Her brow furrowed, something wasn't right. The woods seemed strangely...silent. She looked up and searched the trees with her gaze, she could see nothing. A muffled thumping noise could be heard. Suddenly Nessa jerked her sword out of the ground and thrust it in front of her just in time to impale the warg that had leaped from the trees.

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"Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer."

"For one, I wasn't sure until I heard your converstation." Elenanna said, then she turned her head as she saw the warg.

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Silmarwen turned her head quickly, seeing the warg, "Aiy! Now comes the time when friend shows true and foe dies," she spoke half to the two she was questioning and half to herself. Striding to come to Nessa's side, she held her sword at ready, watching for other wargs.

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"And here I thought the day had been a loss," Nessa said with a smirk. She put her foot on the warg and yanked her sword out. "A last desperate attempt at victory," she muttered.

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"Keep your friends close, but your enemies closer."

Elenanna looked at Amoniel and sighed. "Do not reveal who I am, please."

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The disappearence of a warq was found out in the camp so a small group of orcs and dundelings set out to find it since warqs were quite selfish, not to mention their natural scent for hunting. The group began looking trough the woods as back in the camp Faradrick himself looked trough his camp with a mug of beer in his hand, he liked checking out how his men faired, but usually they were sleeping or just killing time in guard.

He saw the group moving away from the camp and tapped a guard on the shoulder.

"Where are they going?"

The guard looked at his commander with sleepy eyes as he leaned on his spear.

"Some warq got loose and the went looking for it..."

"and the carry torches!? What if someone sees them? What then? torches attract attention because that part of the valley is more open than where we are... if they don`t come back soon enough assemble a group to get them out of there quickly... stupid orcs..."

He muttered to himself.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"Nor me." Amoniel muttered looking at Elenanna. She mentally kicked herself for not being more careful, she was a trained spy, she shouldn't have gotten caught.

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She smiled then looked up as she heard a group of orcs. She walked into the clearing, and her hood shadowed her face, thus making her hard to recognize.

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Silmarwen nodded "Good work," she grinned to Nessa. "By the way... my name is Silmarwen." she spoke and bowed.

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