Jax tried not to show his surprise at Arinae's statment.

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Arinae was nearly reeling with the information from Corus, so much like Jax. "well..." she spoke, though eyeing Corus strangely, "as long as it stays in your past..."

"I myself had not planned to lead men, but I have been asked to do so, and if you have anything against that, I strongly advise you take the matter up with the King..." she spoke carefully. "If you wish to join the effort, I would gladly offer to accept you. None the less, I thank you for your assistance in leading us through the tunnel, safely... relitively safely that is..."

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Corus was horrified by her offer.

"Tell the king?"

He said with a scared, but an angry voice.

"Your king would hang me for my past and what I did not too long ago in my past, you think he is going to let that pass?"

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Arinae smiled in a slight sly manner. "That is why I spoke those very words... "

"It matters not, though, but my offer still stands, a chance to redeem yourself, or go on and wander, though you have at least been half redeemed by your assistance in the tunnel" she spoke calmly.

"But I do require one thing... as you meandered while we parted our own seperate ways, did you happen to see any enemy gathering?" She stood a little straighter, subconciously taking on the stance and steady look of a leader, if only just slightly.

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Tindomerel had slouched back, leaning against the wall, when Arinae said that she needed rest. What does she know? thought Tondomerel, firecely, her lips turned out in a very mad pout, She knows nothing about me. Commanding officer, she may be. But she does not know me well enough to say when I need rest.

Tindomerel thought what she could do. Arinae and Jax were standing right outside the door and would very doudtfully let her go out, even if it was just to see Lebethron. Then, a gleeful grin spread across her flawless elven face.

Tindomerel walked over to a window, grabbing her sword and tieing it back around her waist. She had made sure that she was quick, so no one would stop her. Looking over to the door, she whispered, "I'll be back, Arinae."
She hopped on the window ledge and out of the house. She took in the fresh air outside and she was feeling much better, having reletively fresh air in her lungs. Nimloth was curled at the base of the chair she had been sitting at, not realizing that she was gone.

Tindomerel spent a moment listening to every word that was spoken, between Arinae, Jax and Corus. She then popped out, from around the corner of the house. "Hi," said Tindomerel, smiling at them all, "Listen. I happen to have met Eomer a while ago. Though we are not best friends or anything, I think he would give you a chance...."

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Arinae whipped around to face the elf. "Lady Tin, you ought to be resting... Aye, it is by your own choosing then, that you go on wearing yourself down, and since you are not under my command, I will not force anything upon you..." She herself should have been resting, but she hid her weariness surprisingly well.

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"I feel fine," said Tindomerel, carefully walking toward them, her hadn half gripping the side of the house for just a bit of balance, "And I did rest, for as long as I could bare. I'm not a person to sit and watch."

Her amber eyes, rested upon Arinae, in a gentle way, like a soft smile. "I have been in wars before, I've seen more than you all ever will. More blood, more hate, more death. No one commands me, Arinae, my sister tries alot, but I slip from her grasp. But I will do what I can to aid you."

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Arinae smiled. "I respect you for your age and wisdom and what you have gone through, but to assist me, I beg of you to at least heal first... besides, Rhayader still needs to recover, and that will give time for you to recover as well, Lady Tin" Her tone was filled with the utmost respect but with worry as well.

Turning to face Corus, her expression was a little more grim. "I have no doubt of the words the Lady Tin has spoken, for the King Eomer is good in his judgement, and he would surely pardon you if you prove to be true. I offer you a chance within this effort to eliminate this threat."

"And the same would go for you as well, Jax, if you prove to be an honorable second command..." Arinae spoke in a trusting tone. She would be putting her reputation on the line for these two, and the respect she would try to gain from her men.

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"Lady... My redemtion has a far more higher price, serving one will not bring redemtion nor saving your lives in that tunnel... I am ashamed to say I have killed soldier, fathers, women, children and hole families... such things can`t be repayed with your offer..."

Corus sighed.

"But I did see a group of orcs camping in the plains of Rohan, the riders were coming to wipe them out as I left and they are the reason why I left.."

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"Ah.." Arinae nodded. "Then we can rest easy for a moment, knowing there are riders on the plains... but just so you know, my offer still stands." Just as she spoke, several Rohhirm soldiers were seen riding in by the edge of the village a small distance away, their armor reflecting the sun. "Ay, no rest for the weary, perhaps..." Arinae mumbled, a worn expression crossing her face, but she smiled again and walked into the small dwelling. "Rhayader, how do you feel? Rest for as long as you need, because it shall take a while to establish the situation..."

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Rhayader awoke and streched his arms wide apart. He yawned and limped across to the elf's wolf. He smiled and sat in front of the wolf on the floor and stroked it.
"A fine animal indeed."
He heard a mutter of convasation being spoken outside but ignored it. If he was wanted he wouldbe called. And the wolf had his attention, it was rather soothing stroking his coat.

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Jax thanked Arinae softly for her offer as to not let the ohters hear.

"Thankyou... I will not let you down."

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Arinae nodded, "I should hope you wouldn't..." she answered quietly then sat with half concealed weariness to await news, while watching Rhayader and the wolf.

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"My wounds are not too deep," said Tindomerel, holding her head, high, being stubborn, entering the house again, "I feel fine. I rested a little before. But if you wish it, I will sit down for awhile, for I believe that is all I can do on terms of rest."
She saw Rhayader with Nimloth who was just curled up in a ball of white fur. A soft smile spread across her face, as she knelt down beside Rhayader. "She doesn't normally take to people like this," said Tindomerel, "It took me awhile for her to even touch her. She has pride and can sometimes be nearly as stubborn as myself."

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Jax walked in and asked the healers if there was anything else tha needed to be done.

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