Arinae smiled brightly at Rhan's words. "We shall meet again, mellon nin, and perhaps in more calm times than these..." She waited for Rhayader to join her, though looking rather impatient.

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Rhayader ignored Corus and walked on. He looked at the woman and nodded.
"Onward, we will mak it out of here in around ten hours."

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Corus smiled.

"You seem in a hurry, but I guess I was too when we last met..."

Corus said with a smile on his face as he threw his hood down revealing his slighty rugged and tattooed face with some scars here and there after many battles.

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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!

Tindomerel nodded to Rhayader, calmly walking past the stranger and elf.
"Namarie," she said, to the elf with a nod.
(Farewell.)
Tindomerel started down the tunnel ahead of Rhayader and Arinae. Nimloth followed her, quickly, and Lebethron trotted at her side. She did not see the stranger whisk off his hood.

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The Ever So Confused One

Sig ll Moi

Rhayader glanced back to Corus and smiled.
"I could have killed you then but i let you live. I saw goodness in you."
He thought to himself as he walked on.
He led he elf and the woman on through the tunnel and kept the torch ahead of him, waving to make sure no one was there.

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[!*#_:]

Corus shook his head.

"Perhaps... or perhaps I could have killed you..."

He took a bite out of the deer meat and looked at the elf.

"You wouldn`t want to have some lady?"

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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!

Arinae followed cautiously. "Ten hours? My horse could have run the distance faster!" She muttered.

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~Cyclist in Training~

Rhayader looked up at her.
"You really think your horse can see in the dark?"

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"I do not mean here, sir, I mean the fields... he is a steed of Rohan, and none faster, save a few in the King's herd..." Arinae spoke of her horse proudly, but it only made her think more of Elonyn. Had she delayed too long? Would she be able to see her dear friend alive? All these emotions were expressed in her eyes alone.

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~Cyclist in Training~

Rhayader smiled.
"Indeed he looks like a proud animal."
He patted the horse on the neck.
"Well I just hop he doesn't get spooked by any noise down here."

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"I too hope that..." Arinae replied, then questioned. "Have you been here before? Are there still goblins that dwell here, or have they all been driven out?

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He shook his head and looked down the tunnel.
"No, I have read of this place but I have never been here. No one knows if they still lurk here."
He heard a noise further down and he held his sword out.
"We have to be cautious."

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

[!*#_:]

Arinae became silent and listened carefully, Stardance pricking his ears forward at the sound, but obediently allowing himself to be guided by Arinae.

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~Cyclist in Training~

Rhan raised a hand "No, you were right about some elves being vegetairien." She grinned "Though if you have some bread I will not refuse."

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Corus shrugged and took a bite out of his meat, he then turned towards his bag pack and drew some beard, he offered it towards Rhan and smiled slightly.

"It`s not Lembas, but try to bear with 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!

"With honour..." Rhan took the bread and bit into it, still smiling.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .