((Sorry. We like to talk, what can I say? I love pressing keys... And Tindomerel's not your normal elf.))

Tindomerel sat on the ground as Arinae spoke to her. "Arinae," said the elf, looking at the girl, "I am a Daughter of Elrond. He taught me how to use herbs to heal myself, since I do manage to get into more trouble than an average person."
Tindomerel stood up, brushing herself off. "But first," she said, sticking her tongue halfway out of her mouth, biting at it, "I have to get on my horse."

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(@_@ *blinks* ok I htink I have done enough reading for a day. jk)

*does whatever I am suposed to be doing*

(Sorry a bit confused)

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(@_@ *pat pat* Don't worry, I feel that way after those two rant on.... I do have one issue, Tin.... Not even an elf can keep getting that wounded and survive let alone be on her feet!!! )

Arinae gritted her teeth, about to say something, but just shook her head, wheeled her horse around, and went to the head of the line. After ordering fresh scouts to be sent out, she told the men to settle down for the evening, since there were wounded to be tended and the men were well worn, making it unwise to travel on and weary them further.

The villagers were instructed to make camp close together, while Arinae had the men spread in groups around them.

She slumped down to a sitting position by one of the fires along the edge, though it was set farther inside the ring of riders. Arinae tossed her helmet aside and let out a sigh, running both her hands through her dirt and blood splattered hair, her head bowed.

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Jax, hearing there were to be scouts sent out requested that he be sent with them.

"If any are to be killed I assure you I would be more deserving.. let those more worthy stay here and rest in safety." he reasoned.

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Arinae looked at him for a moment. "I'd rather you not... you're second in command, and I know this sounds heartless, but you would be better needed for when we have reinforcements and we can pursue the men you were with.... either just for your information or for.... bait..." she muttered the last word. "But either way, you're needed alive..."

Arinae stared at the fire as she finished speaking, one leg tucked beneath her, and one leg drawn up, her right arm draped over her knee. She brushed at her bloodied forehead with the back of her hand then looked back at Jax.

"If you insist on going, I won't stop you, but think about what I said..."

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"Your my commanding officer, I can't make the decisiin. I will do as you wish." Jax complied.

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"Then I wish for you to remain and... choose one of the out camps if you so insist on putting yourself in danger," Arinae muttered slightly as she turned her gaze again to the fire.

The fire reflected in her eyes, narrowed in thought, filled with a kind of frustration.

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"I'm sorry if I have caused problems." Jax apologized heading out to find a sutible place to spend the night.

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Rhayader walked over to a villager and got his own pack from the villager who had kindly let him keep it on his trailer. He walked over to Tindomerel and sat down, while pulling out his pipe.
"Maybe now I can have a quiet smoke."
He looked at her and leaned in closer to look at her wounds.
"Those look nasty, want me to call a healer?"

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"You've caused no trouble..." Arinae let out a sigh and shook her head, watching Jax walk away. She gazed into the fire, silently planning out tomorrow's travel.

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((Okay...I do get carried away with the keys under my fingers... Just pretend that she didn't get re-hit with an arrow in the shoulder, that kncoked her off her horse. It could just have barely missed her, startling her. She'll just have the wound on her leg and the one that she got when Rhayader distracted her and the one from the goblins...))

Tindomerel looked at Rhayader, and with a sigh, she realized that the one on her leg was a bit much. "Sure," she said, with a heavy sigh, leaning back against a rock, her breathing becoming a bit weak. The wound was catching up with her.

Tindomerel became a bit more pale. "A healer would be good," she mumbled, as Nimloth came over to nuzzle with the elf, sensing something was wrong.

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(^^ Yay, thank you, I was getting abit edgy about it lacking realism..... lol)



Arinae stood and decided to see if the elf could really handle it all (:p ). She crouched beside Rhayader and Tin, a genuine look of worry shown on her face by the light of a nearby fire. "Do you need help with that, Lady Tin?" she asked as she glanced over the wound. (Erm... was it an arrow? And if so is it still in there? Sorry for the questions... lol. I get lost @_@)

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((Yeah, I was an arrow. And I understand about you being edgy...sorry... ))

Tindomerel looked at Arinae, Sitting up a bit more, sucking up to the pain a bit. "Yes," she said, though it wounded her pride to say it, "Help would be very good."
Lebethron was sniffing in her pack. Tindomerel reached over and grabbed it. She pulled some dried herbs, that were from the North, from the cloth they were wrapped in. She then pulled out an apple. She whiped out her hunting knife, cleaning it on her clothes. She cut a piece of the apple of and gave it to Lebethron, who munched at it, happily.

"You did well, today, mellon nin," said Tindomerel, "You went, as I told you too."
She stretched to pat the stallion's black coat, but her old wound pained her, and she put her hand down. She looked at the others. "Want any?" she asked, showing them the apple.

Tindomerel then noticed a little girl, looking at her with wide eyes. The elf smiled at the girl, sweetly and gently. "Come here," she said, softly.
The girl walked over, slowly and nervously. Tindomerel held out the apple to the girl. "You want some?"
The girl sat nearby tindomerel, looking at the elf's ears. Tindomerel cut a piece of the apple off and handed it to the little girl. She took it quickly eating it, slowly. She then ran back to her family, in a skip.

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Rhayader stood and went to a healer. He told her of Tindomerel' injuries and she was happy to oblige.
He lead the healer to Tindomerel and sat down and watched her work.
"Well I hope your able to help her."
The healer smiled and nodded.
"How do you feel Tindomerel?"

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(<< You took away my fun, Malrid.... Arinae was going to help her... *twitch* .... *bangs head* Dangit.... *mutter mutter curse curse*)

Arinae smiled at Tin's kind actions towards the young girl, and got to her feet as the healer did the work. She sighed and returned to her fire, sitting crosslegged once more. She drew her blade and set it across her knees, running her fingers over the flat of the finely crafted blade.

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((oops well ummm sorry? lol ))

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