Jax reached over and grabbed her by the shoulders, shacking her a bit. "Wake up! It's a dream!" Jax said a long line of distastfull words under his breath.

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Tindomerel opened her eyes, breathing hard, finding Jax shaking her by the shoulders and Rhayader holding her hand. "Wha?" she said, wiping the sweat from her face, "I was yelling in my sleep, wasn't I?"

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Jax stood up, his face seeming as if he had seen a gohst or something. Jax turned around and walked slowly out, head hung lower than normal.

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Tindomerel blinked her amber eyes as Jax left. "Did I say something?" she asked, looking at Rhayader, deeply confused, wiping the sweat that was still dripping down her forehead.

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Rhayader watched him leave the looked at Tindomerel worriedly.
"Are you ok?"

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Tindomerel looked at Rhayader, nodding a bit. "I'm fine," she said, with a sigh, slightly lieing, "Did you happen to hear if I was yelling anything? I can't remember what I was dreaming about, but I do remember it was horrible..."
Tindomerel was lieing about not knowing what she was dreaming about, but she wanted to find out if she had yelled out. She rarely slept without that same nightmare haunting her. Hiding in the shadows of her dreams...

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Arinae was oblivious of the happenings in the tent, her focus on the group readying themselves to approach. She paced for a moment, back and forth, right arm in the sling and left elbow lightly resting on the arm, her chin in her left hand. Ceasing her repetitive stride, Arinae wheeled around on her heels, coming to face the ever ready Thren. "Thren, assemble a group, around twice the size of the orcs there, and encircle them in a cresent at first..."

"Will you be watching for orcs from the outskirts while we're occupied with the misbehaved ones, my lady? We wouldn't want them to come upon us and complicate things."

Arinae only half heard Thren's words, her head bowed and a hand to her forehead momentarily. "Wha...? Oh, yes, yes, of course, thank you, Thren, carry on..."

"Yes, my lady" Thren took his leave and swiftly began gathering a force, a good number more than the orcs by the gates of Helm's Deep, who were now excitedly tripping over one another in their haste to get in line for their fill of battle.

Arinae sighed, rubbing at her temple with her left hand, her eyes closed a moment. She sat against a rock, plopping down in a very unlady-like fasion and leaned her head back, closing her eyes. Before she knew it, she had drifted asleep, weariness pushing her deeper into slumber, heedless of the clanging of battle armor of several riders again being prepared to ride out.

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Rhayader nodded.
"You called out a name, your elf friend."
He took her in both of his.
"You need a lot of rest Tindomerel."

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"I knew it," Tindomerel whispered, looking away from Rhayader for a moment.
She then turned back to Rhayader at his comment about her needing a lot of rest. "I don't dare go back to sleep," she said, shaking her head, "Nearly every time I do I have the same nightmare. I relive the day that Wilwarin died. Every moment of it. I have troubles telling the difference between dreams and reality..."

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Rhayader smiled.
"How do you know this is real?"

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"I'm guessing," said Tindomerel, with a smile, "Let me double check..."
She leaned over and kissed Rhayader on the lips, sweetly. After a moment, she pulled away, grinning.
"Nope," said Tindomerel, with a grin, "It's real. Because if it wasn't, I would be in my nightmare again by now."

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He smiled to her.
"Good to know."
He turned his head around at the sound of men marching.
"So it begins..."


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Tindomerel heard the men marching also. Inside she still thought that she could feel well enough to fight. But common sense was telling her no. She leaned against Rhayader, so rest a bit.
"Please don't let me fall asleep," she muttered, closing her eyes a bit, trying to keep them open.

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He looked to her then back outside. His duty was to fight with the men, but how could he leave his love?
"I'll stay, you won't fall asleep with my yammering on."
He smiled and wrapped an arm around her.

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Tindomerel noticed that Rhayader was looking toward the men. She bit her lip. "You want to go...don't you?" she asked, looking up at him, "If you want, too, you should...I'll be fine."
She hissed slightly as his hand touched her wound. She became tense for a moment, fighting back a yelp that was trying to force it's way from her mouth.

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Rhayader quickly brought his hand away.
"Sorry."
He sighed and looked at her then outside.
"No my duty is here with you, if they need me they will come get me."

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