"I ask one thing of you. Give what you would give to me to the other suffering souls in this town." Jax called after the woman before going his way.

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Visit The Varsian Kingdom!

Haldior jumped out of the tree he was in and looked around. He told himself, "Well...it looks a little different than Harad...but it'll do..."

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(ok, sounds good Haldir ^^ As long as you've read all the previous posts. We had some confusion earlier and I don't want evil confusion to take over again >< )

The woman turned and nodded her head once, "I always do, young man, it is the one thing in life I can call myself good at..." she managed a light laugh and went on, pausing now and then to stoop and speak encouraging words to a greiving mother or child.

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

Haldior smiled.

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(One question Haldir... where is your character located? lol)

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

(Where you guys are, I dropped into the tree)

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(Where us guys are?... Erm... the old healer lady with Jax is in a village on the plains of Rohan... and my character Arinae is galloping across the land with a ranger behind her on her horse showing her a quicker way. I'm just wondering where the trees are ^^ and I'm rp'ing two places at once so I get confused easily @_@ )

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

(where Jax is)

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(Oooh, ok... I guess there's a tree there... just keep in mind, everything is nearly burnt and devistated... burnt tree ^^ whee! anyway... back to rp... lol)

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

(Yesh, 'tis)

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Arinae rode forward, being directed by Rayader, while Stardance's quick and tireless pace ate the distance as though it were merely a sunday morning ride. Arinae still had the foreboding feeling that she was late.

She glanced to her sides and noticed the two elves still followed, and guessed they had elven horses, for they were able to keep pace, though ever so often their horses dropped back if the terrain became rough.

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

((I'm really sorry, but I'm confused again lol...^^" Where am I?))
Rhan calmed her horse, who was pawing the ground restlessly.

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Rhayader directed the group in the direction of the cave entrance. They approached the dark entrance. The rock was covered in carvings giving warnings to anyone passing by. Rhayader jumped off the horse and slowly walked toward the cave. He looked back at the woman and the two elves.
"Well here it is. This should cut at least day from our journey."
He drew his sword and was about to walk in when he turned back to the group.
"Going in?"

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

[!*#_:]

(Might I jump in? I have read the rules and the thread trough... so now you are going to Rohan and taking a shortcut...)

My char:

Name: Neracelc

Age: About 30

Appearance: Bald head, many tattooes covering his body, scared body and brown eyes...

Family: None

Weapons: A scimitar and a light crossbow with poisoned darts

Animals: his black horse

Clothing: Brown boots, a brown leather belt, a brown pants and a brown robe, which hides his chainmail armour. black gloves...

History:

Very mysterious man who served the dark lord as a spy and assasin among the people of gondor, after the war he left and disappearred to resurface in Minas Tirith, but unluckily he got into a fight and was going to be thrown to jail, if he hadn`t escaped it. He is now running without a destination and will do anything just to live, after few major conflicts in his life he began wandering around leaving the killing to everyone else, but steals if he has to keep himself alive that way...

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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!

(sure! ^^ jump right in!)

Arinae hesitated, then glanced back at the two elves (you're riding with us, Rhav) what if it's a trap... she thought to herself. She was desperate enough and dismounted her horse. Unsheathing her Rohirrim sword, she grabbed Stardance's reins and moved forward, following Rhayader.

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

((ok thnx^^))
Rhavaniel sighed, and followed Arianae, pulling her elven longsword.

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