"Hmm"
He nodded and looked out, focusing on the pool. He seemed to be in deep thought for a moment until a small gust of wind blew into his face and he looked back at Adestrea.
"Well I feel a bit hungry. Wait here and I'll grab us something from the pantrys inside."
He stood and began to walk back inside.
"Don't worry I shalln't be gone for long"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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She let go of his hand when he stood up and nodded. "Alright"

When he walked away, she looked out over the forbidden pool, watching the waterfall quietly.

"What if you could return to Valinor without Balor having a chance to say about it?"

Jardius said, but he was controlled by Melachor and the voice was Melachor`s.

"Would you stay there happily and forget about this world? What about Thinren? You obviously care for him and he for you..."

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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!

She heard Melachor's voice and her back stiffened slightly. "Why think about what will not happen?" She said avoiding a straight answer.

"How do you know that won`t happen? What if Thinren and all your friends die? Who will be left to care for you? To look after you?"

Melachor mocked with a cold voice.

"Ironicly I would always be there to look after you wether you want it or not, as a beast, as a human, as an elf or a bird whatever comes to my mind to turn into..."

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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!

She glared slightly, still keeping her back to him, "I can take care of myself..." She muttered softly.

Jardius took a step forwards with a confident and a mocking look on his face.

"Oh don`t lie to yourself Adastrea... you think you would be safe from Balor? You think you can run away from him even tough you hide and live your life in peace? He doesn`t care how long it takes to find you because I suspect he is ageless... or something like that perhaps..."

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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!

She clentched her hands into fists. "Then I will run forever, "I have been running since the first age of this world and I am still alive. I can continue on"

Jardius laughed.

"You can run, but you can`t hide! You didn`t run when you were with me all tough you had the opportunity and Sauron wouldn`t have even noticed because he had a war in his hands. You might run, but the question is when will you trip and you chasers catch you?"

Jardius stepped closer.

"You would like to punch me wouldn`t you? That would make you feel better now wouldn`t it?"

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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!

Adastrea stood to her feet and turned to look at him, "I did just fine against Neracelc, I may have gotten caught a few times, but I have always managed to get myself out. And as for punching you, I am not like Neracelc, Melachor." She said in frustration.

Deawen was tired of waiting for something to happen so she quietly vanished she reappered next to her horse Bredol nickered she smiled and rubbed his neck. "i know lets go for a ride.." she said she saddled Bredol then rode out of the city. she rode out to Ilthien not knowing where she was going she came to a running stream she stopped and let Bredol rest then traveled on foot she still wasn't sure if she was heading. she heard a noise around her that was diffrent Deawen croached to the ground to listen she didn't like this noise no matter where she went it followed Deawen knew this was no orc it was too cunning this had to be human most likely a ranger.

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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

Jardius continued smiling.

"Speaking of Neracelc... He is currently on a small journey across Rohan towards Bree with an elf as his prisoner in ensure his safety... what I have understood she has met you, her name is... Súlena I presume? I have been watching them on my free time from Jardius of course... it seems to be developing to be quite interesting..."

Jardius looked into the pool as he stepped past Adastrea.

"And you haven`t heard what Neracelc once was? That is why he promised to be your friend in some ways... he once was a great soldier of Gondor with a wife and son... he was to be considered truly rich... until his family was killed and he left out alone on a trip for vengeance..."

Jardius turned at Adastrea.

"He was prisoned, he was drove mad and his mind over thrown... so he became the Neracelc we know today, a cold assasin, but Neracelc of course isn`t his real name..."

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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!

She listened quietly, at the name of Súlena, she turned and looked at him in surprise. "She is alive?"

When he continued on to speak about Neracelc she glared slightly, "You are sick...taking pride in ruining a man's life and not even trying to help him restore it..." She said in disgust.

"What is his real name?"

(Yay! ^^ someone finally decided to do something)

Cora came up to Deawen, having followed her quietly the whole way, "Going somewhere, Lady Deawen?... I'm sorry if I startle you, which I doubt I have, seeing as how you must have already heard my approach, being as skilled as you are... Where are you headed?"

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

Deawen stooped she reached into her pocket and pulled out the ferrets "okay here is your test my friends whats around bring back something i can read okay?"she placed the ferrets on the ground they instantly ran off. Deawen sighed and lead Bredol down a slope.

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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

oh

"oh hello."Deawen said turning

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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