Meleth rolled her eyes, but said nothing else as they made their way down to the Pelennor.

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Laughing, the half elf grinned at her friend, sticking her tongue out . Her laughter usual drove people insane, that meaning that whenever there was a grudge to be borne, she couldnt hold it, falling into laughter that seriously annoyed her contestant .

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Turwaithiel joined in her laughter as they reached the bottom of the rocks and went across an back way through the plains towards the gates of the White City.

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((Pssst...Rhav...post on Slow Poison...))

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Amras rode quietly after the others, towards the gleaming city of Minas Tirith.

As they reached the gates, the gaurds, with second glances, let them in. Turwaithiel started going up towards the top level of the city.

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Amras noticed many glances, even outright stares from people in the city. Apparently they weren't used to seeing a group of elves ride up the city streets.

Meleth rode easily, one hand on her reins, her silver hair flying behind her in wisps. It drew admiring glances for some and stares of hostility from others - but she was oblivious to both.

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As a party of elves was allowed in, the people of the White City stared at them like the first time they saw a party of the elves. Some might see them the first time since in every floor people quit their jobs and staring at them. Some might not see them first time since they continued as before even though every floor is so crowded to see them. The soldiers of Gondor was glancing at them but mostly try not to. Denethor knew that the arrival of the party of elves could not be a good sign. So he sent his loyal soldiers to stop them before elves reached to the highest floor where Denethor, the steward but now pretending he is the king, sat on the throne of Gondor.

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(hey Sirius...ooops, I mean CF, just to let you know, if you haven't already, my char Tur has met you and you hate her...like wanting to kill her type hate her, but Faramir is good friends with her for in an previous battle together she saved his life. K?)

Turwaithiel rode slowly up, reaching the last level and slipping off her horse, leading him up the rest of the stairs, at least 5 gaurds in full armor stopped her at the top of the stair. "You may not move from this point." Tur's hand quickly reached for her sword and she unsheathed it, putting it swiftly under the speaking one's neck. "Move." She said harshly, but another gaurd spoke. "The King will not allow you passage." Tur's eyes swifted over to him and back at the other gaurdsmen. "Move!" She yelled again.

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(Thanks Tur. It is good that you told me everything )

"Lord Denethor's orders are certain, elf" guard said even though he has been felt her sword. The event would be going badly, Faramir interrupted shortly before the elf got mad. He swinged his hand in the meaning of go to the guard. Guard left peacefully. Faramir was better now. He saw Tur and saluted her. "You should not have come Tur while my father hated you so much" he looked at her sadly and hopelessly. "My father would kill you as soon as he had the chance, you know it"

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Meleth came swiftly up the stairs behind Turwaithiel, black eyes snapping. "So is that to be our motive?" she asked icily, the wind whipping her cloak behind her. "We avoid our deaths, rather than face our fears and do what needs to be done regardless of whether we die or not?" She looked at Faramir coldly. "Has the wisdom of men fallen so far, son of Gondor?"

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He looked at Meldawen hopelessly."My father's rule is failing, my lady. We have enemies on both sides. World of men is no longer a safe place. My father is under a lot of the stress after my brother's tragic death and the fall of Osgiliath. I fear most is here to fall" Faramir looked at ruined Osgiliath that was captured by orcs with the gloomy eyes.

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"The world of men was never safe," returned Meleth. "Nor was the world of the Elves. I will not hide from you that Gondor is in grave peril - but unless you have hope yourself your city has no chance of it." She looked at Turwaithiel. "The steward of Gondor, despite his many years, is but a child to our eyes and he cannot hinder us."

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Aeara rode in on her horse with a bloody arm her hair was soaked from the evening rainstorm her wet hair mingled with her tears
"help please somebody there's a man back their and he's trapped he's going to die if we don't free him"Aeara sobbed

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