Sthrethin watched him leave then glanced both ways before stepping out of the safty of the shadow and darted into the warm horse smelling intirier of the stable. He quickly saddled his stallion and trotted her out of the stable, mounted when outside. He looked around once more before trotting the black stallion along the path that the other man had gone. The tracks where fresh, and he realised after a minute or two, there was more than one of them. He wasn't a very expiriece tracker but he followed them as best he could glancing back every so oftern to cheak he wasn't being followed.

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(hmm...bump...only problem with having newbies be the first people to join..they never seem to come back....)

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Eomira, Lady of Ithilien<br>
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((I know. But we can still.))

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(alright then...I'll have Eomi stay put for a little while...)<br>
Something seemed to be holding her back. This place, as had few others seemed to tell her to stay. The girl didn't question the feeling. The last time she had, it had had dire consequences. So instead of moving on, she merely sat down at the base of the tree motionless, letting the world continue on in it's cycle.

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With a silent stride, the tracker continued through the thick of the forest, his eyes catching details and his ears listening to his suroundings with practiced accuracy. Suddenly he froze in place, his gaze focused immediately forward to a figure sitting beneath a tree.

He took a moment to assess the situation, having found his chase, his careful prey, though he still needed to be cautious. Finally stepping to the side, deeper within the shadows, he took cautious strides to come around behind the girl beneath the tree, a rope held ready, though his dagger would be in reach had it been needed, though he would refrain from such drastic measures.

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

I'll join! I'll come on later to post my character.

(*nods* alright can't wait!)<br>
The feeling left immediately, and the girl's instincts rose into action. In her mind, she was thinking, scouting and planning. But to any onlooker her face was calm, relaxed even. Slowly, she counted in her head. 1, 2...3!<br>
With a bound she shot up the tree like a squirrel then quickly jumped back down again behind the figure and ran for all she was worth. The sound of her footsteps and pounding heart beating in her own ears.

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The tracker whirled around instantly, muttering low a curse as he bolted after her. Her pace was light compared to his, but his stride was long, and soon he was able to dive forward, grasping onto her arm.

"Not so fast, young lady.. I've been tracking you for days, sly weasle. Cost me alot of unnecessary pains and frustration, now just hold still!" His voice gruff, he had gone far beyond being impatient.

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

Here's my character

Name: Alrien
Race: Human
Age: 17
Personality: You'll find out! lol
Appearance: Average height, slender, long brown-blonde hair. Wearing brown and green traveling clothes
Bio: Grew up in South Ithilien. She's traveling to Gondor to visit relatives.

I'll join the game when I find a good place.

(*nods slowly* hmm...this might work out after all...Permission to powerplay Dhod? Not going to have you say anything really just yell out in pain or something..*waits*)

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(*twitch* ... well... I guess, but remember, he isn't deterred easily)

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

(*salutes* alrighty then, perhaps he'll just groan or something *grins* can't have Eomi caught just yet, oh and Elenya, find your way into the village)<br>
She rammed her heel down hard on the man's toe and twisted cruelly, wheeling the free arm around and colliding her elbow with his jaw. <br>
She broke free again as the man recovered quickly from the attack. This time she dodged and ran like the devil was chasing her. Well, her mind said quietly, Perhaps he was...

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The tracker growled angrily and rushed after her, close on her heels, but fate would have it that he by some chance tripped upon a root, one which the light and agile young woman had easily leapt over.

Not that he wasn't agile, but days of lacking sleep had strained him. "Curse that woman's youthfulness..." he muttered bitterly and took off again, though slower as he pursued her trail, deciding to wait for a better opportunity.

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

She continued running her heart pounding in her ears till she was sure that she had lost even if only for a few moments. She ran into the shadows of a tree, slid down the trunk and took a rest. She was breathing heavily and her face covering had fallen from her face. Grabbing it, she slowly put it back on and glanced over her shoulder. <br>
"That was close Eomi," she murmured quietly to herself. "Far to close."

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((ok, I'll be waiting in the village))

(hmmm wonder if Rochil is coming back...I kinda need the character...)

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