Deawen dismounted and told him to stay on the horse she walked beside her horse with care.

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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

Malhock sighed.
"Perhaps, but I doubt it."
He shifted his hands quietly trying to break the bonds.

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

[!*#_:]

Deawen looked up at him " i think so " she saw him trying to break his bonds she reached up and told him to stop " thats not wise...." she kept walking " if im really that cruel say so
"

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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

He shook his head.
"Not at all. I want to escape, it's your duty to stop me. I won't try any longer."

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

[!*#_:]

Deawen looked at him she wasn't smiling she was blank "i want to just set you free but if i do that i endanger both of us none of us wanted to kill you we want to see you free but you have to stop trying to escape "

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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

He sighed.
"Why can't I just be left alone, I've suffered too much in one lifetime."

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

[!*#_:]

Rochnur waited still and quiet on top of Kal. Renald had come out on the other side of the road, and Rochnur was blocked from his view by the wagon. He waited as Deawen rode of with the prisoner. Renald ran off after them with bow in hand, still missing Rochnur. Rochnur bent his bow, and fired an arrow at Renald.

(Curunir, you can choose if the arrow hits Renald, or if it misses.)

Renald had luckily seen the shooter before the arrow flew towards him and jumped on his stomach, the arrow flew over him and Renald turned firing back, then turning away and running away.

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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!

Rochnur cursed as the man dove out of the way just in time. He uttered another curse as Renald fired back at him. He dove behind the wagon as the feathered shaft sped by. He peeked over the wagon to try to get a glimps of where Renald was.

(@_@ OMG!!! You... you... you... << Grrr, nvm.... *tries to catch up with TWO PAGES* I wasn't even gone more than half a day!)

Cora limped to one of the horses, muttering curses as Deawen ran off with the prisoner and the others took off after them. Managing with some effort to mount the horse, she turned, offering Lenne a hand on the horse. "We'll go together..."

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

"that is a good question that only you can answer.. why am i cursed with a gift of fire? " she kept a decent pace her long black skirts and cloak made her look more reclusive but it seemed not a day a had passed she did not laugh...scars around her neck and wrists desperatly attempted to be covered up with cloth showed that she had been in fights, battles with others and her self. she had done things now that could not be undone.

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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

Malhock looked at her slightly confused.
"Gift of fire? What's that?"

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

[!*#_:]

Deawen took a deep breath and held out her hand it looked normal but after a while a small glow formed and it grew to a flicker of flame then to a ball the size of a melon. "this"

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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

Malhock looked at with wonder and amazment.
"But... How? That's impossible!"

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

[!*#_:]

" well i don't know how this came to be just happened one day"

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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

(Silmarwen Idril, same thing happened to me. Goes by quickly....)

Rochnur peered over the cart. "You know, that thing could have killed me!" He yelled.