(I never said elf!!!)

"Yes, surrounded. The dunedain camp lays a little while west of here. Too bad Fearen was never any good ith directions."

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((I really thought you did.. my mistake ))

"Dernhelm!" Miriel shouted in anger "Just to clear things up.. Why do you want to kill us so badly..?"
She looked nervously at Meleth and whispered "I say we ride into them, they do not expect it.. and maybe we have the chance to kill Dernhelm before we die.."

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Meleth craned her neck and looked wildly about, before dodging an orc arrow with elven precision and swiftness and giving Miriel a slight nod. She looked behind her at Fearan and hissed, "When I give the word..." she sidled Minuial a fraction closer and said suddenly, "Now!" after which she charged straight at the orc ranks, her twin knives scything from horseback.

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"Help..." Cried a hoarse voice in the direction of Dernhelm"He's possesing me again...help me."

(Hiow are we going tog et the Nazgul to leave...he needs to leave now so you can read bout Dernhelm's mad fighting skills.)

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Meleth couldn't hear over the din of battle, but Dernhelm seemed to be saying something. She wheeled Minuial around, fighting hard, almost to the way out of the ravine.

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Dernhelm collapsed. The orcs looked stunned, they paused long enough to show a weak spot in the ring.

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Miriel drawed her sword, silently whispered a few words and followed Meleth in the attack. She was overcome by terror when she found her horse fallen sidewards. Hasuful had been stabbed. Miriel let out a short cry and rolled off her mare, ignored pain and immediately jumped on her feet as she was attacked by a group of Orcs.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Meleth quickly leaned down and hauled Miriel up, charging through the break in the circle of orcs with Fearan close behind. She quickly spurred Minuial on up the steep path, and glanced over her shoulder. "Everyone all right?"

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"A little surprised, but ok, What was Dernhelm thinking back there...oh no, i think we might have left him behind!" said Fearen

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Meleth raised an eyebrow. "Good riddance, I say! He almost got us killed! I'm not stopping for his idiotic stories anymore, there are far more important things that need attention."

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(Don't leave me!!!)

Dernhelm got up he looked around, the orcs were tending to him and he stood up and they left the room. Somehow he felt free, light, as if freed of a burden...that was it the NAzgul ahd left him, it no longer needed his body for foul deeds. He walked outside and a fat chubby orc walked up to him. "We have let the women escape. But, an ambush is set upon the crossing they are about to pass, they wait for your command." Dernhelm looked surprised "Well bring me my horse and weapons." several orcs rushed off and brought him his belongings. He mounted his horse and strung his bow while nocking an arrow. he galloped of. When he was a safe distance awayhe shot the orc capatain with superb acuracy he shot the orc in between the eyes.

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"Yes" Miriel panted "I'm alright... Thank you.."
She looked back and felt a strange pain; her mare Hasufel had always been a loyal friend, in good and bad times. But Miriel knew her horse wasn't to be saved anymore. Yet there was also another pain she couldn't explain. They were betrayed. This man who she offered a second chance again, had led them in a deadly trap. Her blood boiled as she thought of Dernhelm. He was going to pay for this.
"Please ride on quickly Meleth." she whispered "I have the feeling it is not over yet."

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"No," replied Meleth, her eyes on the road, "it is only beginning. This is far too sinister for my liking, Dernhelm's behavior is far from natural and I fear some less than benign influence from Mordor may have overtaken him."

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"Don't be silly.." Miriel said suddenly in a flare of anger. "He had this plan all from the beginning.. Heis evil."
She breathed in and out for a few times, then said apologising: "I am sorry.. I'm just very angry.. Lets watch the road, it wouldn't surprise me if they came back."

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Meleth turned to give her a brief smile. "Don't worry, we're all angry at him. However, I don't believe he's exactly evil...misled, possibly..." she trailed off, eyes uneasily scanning the surroundings. "It's odd how we can't seem to throw him off our trail."

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"He sure knows how to persevere" she mumbled.
As they rode on Miriel looked back every once in a while. "Call me paranoid, but I have the feeling we're being followed. " Miriel said, finally speaking her thoughts.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.