Deawen reached into her pocket and gripped something in it she closed her eyes and fire in her rose a warm breeze swept though and the wound was gone.

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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, unscathed, went to check on the others. He saw that a few were quite wounded, and knelt down next to Tahlavain.*
My lady, let me see your wounds, before they drain you of your lifeblood.

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Tahlavain watched Deawen. "Do you have the power to heal? If so, would you please assist me with the one with the wounded shoulder." She turned to Darrell, "By the way, now that the small battle is over, and you know my name, may I know yours? And yours as well, sir and lady?" She nodded once to Sen then to Deawen.

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"It is my shoulder and the lower side of my back," Tahlavain mumbled, seeming embarrassed to have been wounded at all. "I would be fine with a few days of healing, my lord, nothing to worry much about" she insisted.

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*Sen knelt next to Darrell, and pressed his hand firmly against Darrell's shoulder. Darrell felt a burning sensation along with the pain, then no pain at all.*
My name is Sen Starfire, Tahlavain, and that is all Gandalf has bid me to tell strangers. Sadly, I must count you as one of them, until I know more of your situation.

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Tahlavain nodded in understanding. "And I cannot speak of much of my quest to those I do not know..." She subcontiously rested her hand on her sword hilt. Leaning back against the tree she gave a barely visible wince. "But what I can tell you, is that as long as you remain with me, you could very possibly be in more danger than if you were to travel alone." she said quietly, staring off towards the road, avoiding the eyes of any of them. the records of Gondor must hold the answer.... if I make it at this thought, she grimaced, her face noticibly taught.

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Deawen remained silent she watched around her head still hirt but it was healed

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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

Tahlavain stood straight again then, looking towards the road she shuddered slightly. "I don't believe we should take the road... but we should start on our way, that is if you wish to have me along..." The words, "We'll meet again, Tahlavain, sword keeper." still gave her a shiver, and at the same time, confusion, as she wondered what possible reason they would have to go after her. is it the sword?... she thought to herself, then, without thinking, spoke low, yet still out loud, "I'll find out in Gondor... "

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*Sen stood up; the wound was gone.*
I could say the same for you, my lady. Yet I will accompany you to Gondor; I have buisness there as well. Now, would you like your wound attended to?

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Tahlavain went to flex her shoulder to prove it was fine, but froze half way in the action with a slight gasp. "Yes, if it's not too much trouble..." She hated being bothered after, and would have hidden her wounds if it were possible, but she decided it was easier to give in this time.

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Deawens attention was snatched from her as bredol stamped nervousely Deawen stroaked the neck of her horse "its okay" she whispered the icy wind swept through again Deawen buired her face in the horse's mane.

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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

Darrell held still whilst Sen healed his wounded shoulder. " Thank you my lord, I am not nearly so good a fighter with my sword in my left hand as with my sword in my right" he turned to Tahlavain. "My name is Darrell, I am a Barding but I have not been in Dale since the War".

Deawen listened to Darrell silently she checked her weapons they were all in place. Deawen adjusted her cloak the heavy chain mail in side the cloak jingled Deawen rolled her shoulders back to get it to fall correctly if she would have been wearing her cloak with the hood up she would not have been hit so easily she scolded her self for stupididity Deawen looked around "Arenel?" she whispered she whistled softly but it was lost in the wind.

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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

Tahlavain nodded to Darrell, "I am pleased to have met you,"

She gave a smile to the three, "and I thank all three of you for your assistance."

She then pulled her hood up to conceal her face, "but the sky grows dark already, and the path is out of the question for travel. We should cut off through the forest as much as possible. I travel by day or night, it does not matter, but perhaps either of you would prefer to rest by night? If so, we should seek a farther area within cover of woods."

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" I travel as and when the mood or need suits me. However considering the nature of the present threat I suggest it is sensible to travel by day and rest at night. With someone on watch, assuming we all go together"

Tahlavain nodded her agreement, "Yes, that is wise, though if it were I alone, I would walk straight through without stop. Too much at stake..."

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