(*ish so glad that Forum is back* now I can get back into the swing of things in RP:D)

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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The rebel and Midira sneaked off in to the thicker parts of the forest till they got to the edge of the forest were the rock valley began. There was no talking between all of them, and to their luck no soldiers had found or seen them, infact they didn't see them etheir. They sprinted towards the rocks and came to the rock right before the symbol faded, The rebel placed his palm just like thoren and the mark regenrated. "Now get inside quick you two, just press your self against the rock's face, but brace your self you'll pass right through it and meet no resistence. Also becaarefull this route has not been used in some time so there may be some hostile creatures inside. Thoren will be up ahead, I'll take you to him." They noded and pressed themselves to the rockes surface and passed through it as if it was water. The ensigma rippled each time one of them passed through. He then fallowed.

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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The soldiers being a few minutes behind the rebel and midira, came to the valley right when they passed into the cover of the borders. one of the soldiers reported to the officer "There are two sets of tracks." "They are trying to stall us, split up into two groups and fallow each set of tracks." The soldiers complied. When the half that passed by the rock that the rebels had fled through, the rocks surface was whole and hard. The soldiers looked at the rock for some sign of secret entry but could not find any the tracks had just disapaered. same with the ones that had followed the false tracks that had been laid. This was the beginig of the ledgens of the rebels and how they were able to vanish from thin are in a blinck of the eye. The officer was going to have a hard time explaining this to the king, he just hoped that he could escape the confrontation with his life.

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
(")_(")

Sneaking.....i don't sneak Inferno i stalk! he he he eh?)


Midira passed through the rock she was now in a dark tunnel Deawen immeditaly gripped her medallion and like a trigger a small glow came from the medal Midira looked at it the glow was soft but Midira could See around her the Rebel was still with her she took a step forward her soft step echoed through the tunnel Midira shrugged she reached into her pocket there inside was her most treasured pets two ferrets she pulled them out "okay you two be my scouts you little devils..." Midira smiled her mother had two ferrets and many other animals Midira saw the value.

Midira walked forward bones scattered everywhere the two ferrets made no noise as they scouted ahead occasonaly comming back with something of use or interest. Midira continued what seemed for hours she heard a new noise up ahead Midira drew her sword it flashed softly she backed against the wall (hums own theme song) she waited before striking it was diffentaly not a human being or an elf Midira with persision struck out fromthe shadows (like a true Phantom) the creature fell without sound Midira and cut it's throat before it could make a sound. Midira countinued on she saw light ahead she was a bit nervouse about the light.

one of the Ferrets came up to Thoren without being noticed. he scammpered around for a bit before taking one of the pieces from the chess set. (he he he h ehheh eh?)
the ferret returned with the chess set Midira shrugged and pocketed the piece "codo i need something that is useful..." Midira smiled she approached the light soflty not wanting to just suddenly appeare out of nowhere.

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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 pulled her hood over her face and followed quietly watching Midira carefully. Her eyes widened at the sight of her little pets but Eomira remained silent. Eomira walked silently past Mirdira and went straight up to Thoren and moved a knight to where it had cornered a queen. <br>
She glanced up at the shocked faces around her as not many women were taught chess. She smiled and motioned to Mirdira.
"Queen Taken." She smirked and sat on a rock in a dark corner. <br>
"What's our next move?"

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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" good move, I didn't see that move. You and me will have to play a full game some time... our next move is a simple one, we are to head to rivendell and gain intell from the rest of my rebels, and we are going to have the ceramoies in order to turn our recrutes into true soldiers of my rebelion. Are you sure you don't want to join, becouse if you don't you will need a living rebel to enter tunnles such as these. Also we will be testing you, though it is not full proof it is good at revealing a few. But I can't tell you what we are looking for or trying to decern. Now eat and chat we leave when the fire is close to dieing.... Where is Midira, did she come with you? also I seem to have lost a chess peice to a ferrit?" He then started to laugh at the fact, but controlled himself. (sorry Deawen but I am not that unaware.)

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
(\__/)
(+'.'+) BUNNY!
(")_(")

Midira timidly came into view "here sir!" she said when thoren asked of her whereabouts.
she picked up codo and podo and placed them in a pouch. she walked up to thoren she didn't salute nor bow just stood there (coughes*just like Deawen!)

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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 nodded to Eomira, "good to see you made it through alright. I sort of suspected you would... you have been well taught..." Eleshna cleared her throat. "Oh yes, I am sorry... Eomira... this is Eleshna, my second in command, the one you met earlier... was killed in a conflict, and Eleshna has taken his place..." Silmarwen introduced the two. Eleshna bowed respectfully, "pleasure to meet you, Eomira. And the other is Midira I presume?" She grinned. "Midira... I remember very clearly... I served with your mother... twice... once on my own and once while Lady Silmarwen was there."

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

Midira turned softly at her mother being mentioned

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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 lowered her head respectfully. <br>
"A loyal Captain he was, I'm sorry for his passing." Eomira tossed a grin at Thoren. <br>
" A series of tests? As in seeing whether I'm truly a rebel or a spy?" Eomira smirked and turned slightly, then in a flash she threw a knife and it landed in the center square of the ChessBoard. Walking over, she tugged it swiftly away. <br>
"That proves my experience with a blade, and as for my loyalty," slowly she turned the knife's hilt and held it out to Thoren. <br>
"It lies with those who hold the Old Ways close."

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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i love it in fact a while ago my friends and i were talking about those lines then we saw your banner and we thought i was awesome!)

Midira searched her surroundings she felt trapped in this space

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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

THoren nodded.

"Midra you will have to take the test to... But don't worry I won't make you take a blood oath, That I do not agree with for it is sometimes like selling your soul to the devil, that is one of the ways the king controls his men. I like to leave people to thier word. Though not completely.... Now may I have my chess piece back, I would like to play it again some other time, though I will need to remake my chess bourd. Made from a maple with a little cherry stain, fine crafting I think... Anyway I would like you all to get some rest, we have a long three day jorney ahead, and this is the safest place to rest, the rest of the way will only have you be semiasleep, in a way think of this as a test to see who is best in the field for you will have to do this often, and most of the time in a tree. now I shall ask you to depart from my tent."

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
(\__/)
(+'.'+) BUNNY!
(")_(")

Eomira nodded and slowly backed out of the tent. Turning once she was finally out she looked around. <br>
Several random camp fires were laid out with tents being set up. Walking over to a dark corner of the cavern she sat down and wrapped herself in her cloak. Pulling her hood over her face, she looked asleep, but she was watching, whatever Thoren had planned, she'd be ready.<br>

(hehe:D thanks Deawen.)

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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Silmarwen unsheated her sword and began to clean it meticulously with a piece of cloth. She occasional glanced over at Eomira and Midira.

"What is it you wished to speak with me about?" Eleshna questioned as she sat opposite of Silmarwen. "Yes... I want you to give this to the one it is adressed to, when I have departed," she responded as she handed a sealed parchment to Eleshna then returned to cleaning her sword. "Manke naa lle autien?" Eleshna looked puzzled at first. "Where you cannot follow..." Silmarwen replied, keeping her gaze on her blade as she polished the surface. Eleshna looked at her, hoping she didn't mean what she thought, "But... Amin khiluva lle a' gurtha ar' thar..." Silmarwen shook her head. "No, my friend, you will continue on... I have seen it, and you must accept it, agreed?" She looked at Eleshna firmly and Eleshna nodded briefly. "Amin naa lle nai, Arwenamin" she spoke quietly, placing the folded and sealed parchment in her inner vest pocket and walking away.

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

(now whose speaking elvish?) <br>

From underneath her hood, Eomira watched Silm and her first command. Sighing, she stood up and walked over to Silm. <br>
"Is everything alright?"

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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