Silmarwen kept up with them but was disliking the whole situation. What was happening to the other elves in the meantime? Would she be allowed to return to them? She mumbled something in a tongue, not elven, and not understood by the others. Shade was prancing nervously. The mare hated tight situations, and nothing Silmarwen could do would calm her.

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

INfernodragon 25 what the heck! i am so not liking this post




if looks could kill Midira's like her mothers would burn through anything Midira stared in disbelief at the Dragon tears there was three only three right? Midira ran over to the fallen dragon tear she picked up his right hand no brand he was a spy then that was the solution brand good guy no brand spy all dragon tears took blood oaths (if you need me to explain that just ask) suddenly someone grabbed Midira bye the arm twisted her arm behind her she yelled but was silenced and draged into the brush.
Midira fought till she relized she was not being harmed she stopped for a moment and looked Phantoms for sure by the stealth and the black masks she couldn't help but smileing "Midira of the Dragon tears?" one asked "yes?" "good come with us..."

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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'm in the woods but I finally figured where I could pop in...)<br>
Eomira watched carefully as Mirdira went with the Phantom. She had been up in the trees of the forest for awhile, just sitting, thinking and watching. Something she was good at. <br>
Sensing trouble if the Rebels were fighting among themselves she quickly and silently climbed down and searched for the Leader, whistling sharply.

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Thoren slew all but one of the spys he tied him up and covered his mouth with a wet cloth. (Sorry Deawen these are the only dragon tears, I am using this to show that even the most trusted could still work for your enemy. This post is suposed to be realistic and I'm making it that way, there are always spys, even amoungst friends) He looked around and noticed that midira was not around he then heard the whistle, in a flash he had a female human in his hands and knife at the throat, all the archers left, 3 out of 5, took aim. "Who are you, what have you heard...TELL ME! he tightened his grip.

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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Silmarwen cried out when she saw Eomira, "Stop! Do not harm her! She saved my whole company when soldiers came upon us..." Her own hand was gripping her hilt.

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

(*mutter mutter* I didn't mean Midira I meant Eomira... *fixes post*)

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

Midira followed the Phantoms "take heed young Deawe's Daughter you have spies amognst you not only in the Dragon tears but in the rebels take heed!"

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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

Eomira glanced at Thoren and in a bored voice said, <br>
"Sir, is that anyway to treat your guests?" Eomira gave a fearless smile and in a wink, The Leader was on the ground with his own blade as his throat. <br>
"I'd rather not slay you...as I imagine your soliders wouldn't like that very much." She tossed the sword aside and held her hand out to the Rebel Leader. "Eomira, Last of the Line of Old Stewards."

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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Silmarwen sighed and shook her head, mumbling something about today's youth being such show-offs....

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

(who me? I'm not showing off! I could tie him up in a tree if I wanted to show off!)

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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(haha!)

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~Cyclist in Training~

tu chae Deawen.... But I agree it is only fair, I shall reveal them later in the story though, I will be doing the king pretty soon, I will reveal that one of my genrals spying on the king betraied us and also that threr are some amoungst our ranks, though I have no tell tale sign, not yet though I will devise one, it has to do with the ring and a trinity, the rebles new symbol, It is a golden star in side a silver ring that is broken at the points of the star, showing the destruction of the rings of power. does that sound good.

Thoren smiled, very good. a Steward, nice to be in your precence, I gues it is fiting your family rises again when the true gundorian family blood line fails yet again, I just hope your stuwardness doesn't fail like your ansister's after all this...(Mutters to where no one can hear him) that is if we make it through this.( back to normal) So you helped out my elven friend over there that ofically asigns you in rebelship, so welcome abourd... Now we must find Midira, she may be in trouble..."

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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(hmm what can i say Infreno you should know me by now i would let some one mess with something i worked for years on? ME thinks NO!)

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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

(O_O *stays out of the fight* .... )

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~Cyclist in Training~

(hehe...good idea Silm) <br>

Eomira shook her head. <br>
"I don't seek to rule all of Gondor or anything for that matter. I only want to make sure my people are taken care of. I'm sure you can understand." Eomira waited for Thoren to start walking away before she added, "And I'm not a Rebel..." She smiled at the astounded looks from the other soliders. She stood up straight and declared, <br>
"I fight for the True King, not the silly pig that sits on the throne now."

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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*stands proudly *( well at least i don't have a flying turkey for a pet...) he he couldn't resist

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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