(o.o *predicts Thoren will jump up and put a blade to Eomira's neck and call her foolish* ..... )

Silmarwen murmured something about the random actions of strange mortal beings and raised a brow, wondering what Eomira could possibly be up to in such a rush.

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~Cyclist in Training~

(oh no! Eomi's got something up her sleeve! did you really expect for her to get caught?)

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(*dances waiting for Thoren to jump at her* hehe)

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THoren opened one eye and laughed . "Thanks for the warnin. You look as if you are off to some where. I couldn't sleep. Well the scouts have been deployed but we won't hear back from them in awhile. I have to stay here and propare the rebels and then we have to do the most daring thing, let the human rebels enter and learn of this places excistence. no offence to the present company. Though It would not be wise to leave now. for you have not been provisioned with the dwarven bread. Don't look surprised Silm, I have no prugudice with the dwarves and elves. for one the elves threw me out of their sociaty, the dwarves let me live with them till I could survive on my own... Any way the bread will be freshed backed and can last for years. Eat it only if you have to though. this bread is for last resorts. also don't dei on me, I still want to see how well you are with a full game of chess, Eomira." He closed his eyes and said " you have permission to leave when you see fit just as long as you grab a raven on your way out, they will only fly at night so that is when you are to contact us. any questions?"

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Evil is not always chosen but it forced by:
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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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Midira stood for a moment her human blood was exuasted but her elven blood was boiling still. she went to her fathers corpse and covered him with stones. she collected her weapons and a horse. she spurred the horse to a gallop, they raced throught the trees to the open space. as a shadow to the land of tears unshed Midira kept the horse at a full gallop. she wanted the help of the phantoms and she knew how to get it. she rode back to where she was captured the flag still there she took up the banner and raced to Gondor.

her horse seemed tireless. the sounds of battle where on the wind crows circled the plains. at the crest of the hill she saw a sea of black and silver. the silver of the phantoms spears and swords flashing the suns fading light the battle didn't look desparet it look well stregthened planed and skilled she could see the light horsemen to the right heavy to the left and archers to the center rear suddenly the sea of black buckled and retreated backwards then stopped a volley of arrows went forth and then the a second then the horsemen charged the flanks of the enemy then pulled back.

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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

(dang it Inferno! Spoil my fun!) <br>
Eomira raised an eyebrow. "It seems you have everything covered, quite impressive since you were snoozing all night." Eomira pulled her hood over her head. "I'll take the provisons but the raven will not be needed. I'll make it back just fine." She glanced at Silm. "Want to come with me?"

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Silmarwen raised a brow questioningly, but she nodded. "Aye, I will come.... someone has to watch over you," she spoke with a slight smile.

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~Cyclist in Training~

Eomira grinnned. "Well then I'll be well taken care of."

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The dragon flew over the battle his men were dying at a steady pace he called for them to fall back into the confines of gondor once more. this time he knew that the dragon tears would not come to his fortres. if the did they deseved to die he landed in his chamber and unfused with the dragon. he desended the stairs and went to a command center in the court yard. there he over looked the army of his enemy. and saw a lone rider off in the distance. he did nothing waiting to see what happened. he kept watch over it. not loking at the plans his few remaining genrals were laying out.

(lets change it to chess fits more.... Queen to A5, pawns to B1-the rest of the numbers.. having mind laps.)

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i will not play out numbers lets just say my eye is on the knights not the rook 8)
so anyway
Midira watched the formations of the Army before her. "they haven't changed in the years..." she said the banner flapped and snapped behind her startleing her. she wanted to charge down and help but she thought beter of it she stayed put.

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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

sorry guys I really haveno clue how to continue this fight wellll actualy not much of an Idea. Though one is forming. I thinking deisaese war fare but is that to cheap. That would also couse some of my men to die a horribly painfull death And I would have to come up of some way to save 1/3 of her army... what do you guys think?????

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(+'.'+) BUNNY!
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(*twitch* o.o I have no ability to think.... well I do.... but not right away..... hmmm... dragon blood antidote? o.o)

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~Cyclist in Training~

(phew! I've been out of it for a few days! but I'm back!) <br>
Eomira stepped outside of Thoren's tent and glanced around. Some men were rising but the majority were still half asleep. With a smirk, she headed towards the edge of camp where her horse was tied. <br>

(not sure where the horses exactly are...*slaps forehead* oh well...)

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(*looks around* I think I'm scaring people away...all the RP's I'm into have sort of stopped...)

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(o.o Me have a headache... will try to post a proper post when me can think >< )

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(*taps fingers* Inferno...lol)

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