Deawen and Drad heard the up head from scouts of the Battle ahead Deawen straghtened in her saddle and leande forward "vere frien!"(no it's not elvish)(move in) and they all rode forward at a great spped rushing into the battle in a fan formation.

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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

Wow. I didn't know Orcs can do asexual reproduction. O_O

I mean, that one orc that was left must have mutliplied in a hurry.....o_O

Sirithadar grinned as Rhavaniel rode down one of the orcs. As the creature backed away in fear, he darted in, his gleaming blade taking off the orcs head in one smooth swing. He was wiping the blood off on the orc's corpse when another female rider rode in at the head of a group of horsemen. He quirked an eyebrow. "If you're looking for battle, I'm afraid you've missed your chance," he said, calling out the hidden archers. "But there will be plenty of orcs to kill in the mines." He started on the walk back to the camp, his stomach rumbling, then stopped and turned. "My lady Rhavaniel - twas some skillful riding you showed there - not every maiden would choose to ride down an orc instead of shooting it from a distance."

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(*giggle fit*)

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

Deawen sighed as she sheathed her sword her men did the same Drad looked around "i suggest we follow them"

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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 like the thrill." Rhan admitted with a grin, turning her horse back towards Sirithadar "And there is no need to call me a lady."

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"You cant cook then?" Rhan asked, stepping in smartly. She let herself fall onto the floor "I'm so tired!" she exclaimed laughing "And I'm on duty tonight! Horrible hatefull....*grumbel grumbel moan moan gripe gripe *" she muttered hald smiling.

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"Your services will be gratefully accepted. I never judge someone's usefulness by quantity, only by quality. Tell me, is there any form of combat you prefer? So I can decide where in this army you would best fit." he buckled on his sword and continued smiling. "And as long as you kill as many orcs as possible you won't be hindering any tactics" he walked to the tent flap and motioned her to follow him "I will show you where you can get fed and watered, and somewhere you can sleep"

Eleshna was quick to follow while she replied to his question. "Well... I am skilled with broadblade, and archery, but I am most used to using archery until the enemy becomes too close for comfort, and it is then that I draw my blade. I am not one for much charging, I prefer stealth, but I can manage." She finished with a slight smile. "Ah, and if there is any need what so ever, I can assist in treatment and healing of wounds, though I am no magician in that sense..." Eleshna decided to hold back her secret of the Shadows, guessing it best she doesn't bring them into such a situation.

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

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Deawen with her company rode to the encampment.

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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

Melannen nodded "I'll speak to my captains, I'm sure one of them will be willing to take you on" They walked through the camp to the catering tent. He saw a small company of horsemen arrive and turned to Eleshna "This is the catering tent, speak to the cook, he'll see that you get fed." He indicated in the direction of the arriving company "I'll be along in a while, but I have other things to attend to at the moment" He smiled at her briefly and walked over to where Deawen and her hosremen had stopped.

Eleshna nodded, "Hannon le, Captain Tirram" She watched him walk off then went to find the cook. After she had eaten, though very little, she sat somewhere off to the side of the camp, cleaning blood from the crevises of her sword from when she had encountered a small orc band shortly before arriving.

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

"I'll trust you then." Rhan said, and took a tny sip, before tossing it back at him. "So, how did you get to be here?" she asked "How were you appointed with a post as high as Haldir's?"

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Deawen's horse Stamped as the man approached
Deawen's face was almost carefree looking she dismounted her cloak making a clinking sound she turned to greet the man she turned in a swirl of black and silver.

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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

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