"Why? Why should I bother? For you this may end in a decade, for me this is eternity." She slowly twisted her head to look at the young girl, her eyes shining with emotion "Live your dreams there young one, reality is more painful for those who've lost their way and realise it for the first time."

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"Don't tell us we are blessed because we are mortal.. You may live to see the days that this tiran will be overthrown and that all that was wrong will be set right. I too am cursed with a long life. " Miriel looked at Rhavaniel with glittering eyes "I shall never live my dreams for slowly they have faded and been replaced by despair. But you, Rhavaniel, you showed me there was hope, that this could be over soon. "
A tear ran down her pale face and she stared at the ground.
"There is always hope, remember?"

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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.

"Of course," said Ilythiiri scathingly. "Let's all lament our long lives and do nothing. I am neither of the Dunedain nor of the Elves, and I do not intend to live to old age before I see this remedied. If we do nothing now, nothing will happen in the future." She turned on Rhavaniel, no longer pleading. "If you're going to retreat into yourself and act like there's not hope, be my guest. I'll do it myself."

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"No." came the stubborn answer to Miriels question, though there was a slight wavering tone to the sylable.

There was a long pause as she listned to Ilythiiri , contemplating what she said, then came the simple question, have spoken as a an equally scathing comment.

"Then, whoever you, and whereever you come from.... What are you going to do?"

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Miriel remined silent. She knew her words only ruined things so she sat down and closed her eyes though she made sure she wouldn't miss a bit of Illythiiri's answer.

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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.

Ilythiiri did not look daunted in the least. "I'm going to tell king Eomer when he comes. I'm going to shout it, right in front of everyone, how we've been treated, and -" she grinned with childlike faith "- something will happen."

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"We could try to do it a little more subtile, but it's a plan."Miriel remarked."But still, who is King Eomer to tell Boromir what to do..?"

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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.

"It's not as if Gondor's the only realm with an army around here," Ilythiiri pointed out. "And I'm sure others would gladly ally with them. Nobody is supportive of Gondor's slave trade, as far as I've heard." She smiled. "Why try subtle? Obvious work just as well, even better."

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((Waits for Rhan to reply ))

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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.

[-is very sorry, and offer an onion-]

Rhavaniel sioghed, turning towards them "Ah, but obvious is dangerous. What if you sream it out and noone belives you? Or if he simply has you whipped again for your insolence? Or does not allow us to be near the party from Rohan again? Then you have ruined our chances of subtility. I agree with Miriel, when you act, we need to do so as that Boromir," she spat the name out disgustedly "Does not know or find out untill th last moment."
Folding her pale hands slowly into her lap, she smiled lazily"The other idea would of course be to convince some of the rohians to help us escape, say as guards of riders or messangers."

[Do seem to be getting inklings of ideas here now.... -tries to help them along a bit-]

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(( I assume you meant Miriel instead of Will And I think I get your idea))

Miriel looked up with somewhat glittering eyes. "Convince by seduction you mean?" She smiled a little because of the crazy plan, which however, could work.

((I guess you'll 'convince'your elf boy? ))

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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.

[-waggles eyebrows- Either meh... Or you or Mel ]

The elf straightend, blushing slightly "I was actually thinking of something else... Though while we are on the matter- Which may well work. Do any of you have.... Practise in that area?"

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Miriel raised her eyebrows. "No.. not really. Before they captured me, I traveled alot with my brother. We didn't think of these matters back then.."

((You can take him.. *winks* And did you really have something else in mind ?:P ))

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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.

Ilythiiri looked slightly confused. "Back up," she said, "What are we doing?"

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[Errm... Nah not really -laughs- Though I insist that one of you have him ... I have Eomer ]

"We are just deciding that... So Miriel no... Ilythiiri, any practise at the art of seduction?"

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(( Mmm, you seemed to have guessed my thoughts.. but okay you can ))

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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.