(It's in the rules. It says one sentence posts are discouraged. Ask a mod, they'll tell you.... But I personally find it difficult to do much when only one sentence is given, and also when half the people have vanished.)

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

(this is side tracking)

Andurils eyes slowly closed, her body relaxing into the hard rock, her hands, that had been spinning her knife, becomeing still.

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Idril stood and stepped forward, gathering sticks wherever she could find them, though whatever she came upon, seemed to be soaked by the rain. She gathered a bit of dried leaves from beneath the alcove and created a sort of pile, producing matches from her pocket with a slight grin. "I never leave home without the essentials..."

With a bit of effort, she got the fire going, blowing and prodding until the blaze caught the larger sticks, and finally a relatively dry log. With a slight smile she leaned back against the rock backing of the alcove and glanced at everyone's faces lit by the flame.

"Is everyone alright after that little encounter? Anyone hurt? I suppose we all need a bit of rest, but I'll keep awake for a while if you guys wish, and we can decide who takes over in a few hours...." She murmured quietly, careful not to disturb the silence, though it wasn't exactly silence, since the howling wind persisted, giving an eerie quality to the night.

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

(ishtar sorry, yeah its mainly me i suppose)

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Melda sat and hugged her knees to her chest, wide-eyed. "I'm not tired," she murmured, staring out into the wet, dark expanse of rock. "If you want to sleep, I can watch." She smiled a little and shrugged, still shaken by the unexpected encounter with the troll and feeling like a fish out of water in these strange surroundings.

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(i'm asleep already)

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Nocturne was packing her gear, the others had already left to venture far into the East but perhaps she could catch up with them? She mounted onto her shadow-furred mare, Iawen, and searched for the others as Iawen brisked and galloped yet with in a graceful way. The sky started to darken as she when further on yet this did not bother her much, the night seemed welcoming and when she caught up - she could rest peacefully.
After many hours she spotted nearby figures laying down and she called out, hoping to get their attention.
"Excuse me!", she bellowed out, "Are you by any chance members of A-U?".

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Anduril shook her self awack grabbing her dagger ahe stepped over carefully to this new person "yes I'm Anduril Peredhil/Nova/Vanlhach, who are you?"

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"Magistra Nocte...", she answered firmly, "Though I believe you know me as Nocturne."
She slided off Iawen and bowed to Anduril, shortly before shaking her hand.

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Idril jumped to her feet at the sound of the unfamiliar voice, unsure if perhaps a member of the group had meandered for a brief walk, though who could call it pleasant with all the rain still drizzling? She smiled at the mention of A-U and laughed. "Indeed we are. A pleasure to meet you, I'm known as Silmarwen Idril, or preferably Dhodrimme, but you can call me Idril, to keep it short..."

"How far behind did we leave you?" She questioned as she motioned towards the fire, inviting Nocturne to join them near the warmth of the flame as she herself added a dried log.

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

Melda smiled a little shyly. "I'm Meldawen. People call me Mel or Melda. You must have had a hard time riding in the rain," she added worriedly. "You didn't meet with any trolls, did you?"

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"Ahhh Nocutrn, fellow Nazgul andsomehow related i belive. I hope you had an errr intresting joiurney"

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"My mare was rather stealthy and brisk, so I didn't find myself encountering anything.... ", Nocte started to say then paused, pondering, then finially saying, "Unpleasant.".
She rested on a rather plump stone and her eyelids began to flicker, she yawned heavily and started to fade into deep slumber.

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Anduril nodded and lay down next to her, quickly falling asleep again

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Melda looked at Idril. "Do you want to watch first or should I?" She wrapped her cloak more tightly around her, looking uneasily out into the night. "I'm not very tired."

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