((I don't know...either way works, I guess, but I don't know if it would even be possible, thinking logically, to get at a palantir. Though I like the idea better than mine. We need a pretty immediate solution though, if they're going now...so maybe we'll try the palantir after?))

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((Yes our first plan can fail, Eomer will stay for a few days.. enough time to try to get the Plantir))

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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.

(('Kay sounds good. Your/Rhav's post ))

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Eomer silently left the great Hall, following Boromir outside.

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Miriel stared at the table and drinking men for a moment, thinking of a good plan, but then noticed that Eomer and Boromir had left the Hall. "I can't think of anything better for the time being. Lets go.. and I'll try to back you up as best I as I can.." She smiled at the thought that this was another gamble she was taking, then she shook her head to chase away these thoughts and made her way to the gardens.

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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 darted ahead of her, barefeet making hardly any sound on the stone floors. She stopped at an arched doorway into the gardens and held a finger to her lips. "Shhh, we'll wait here."

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(( *waits for Rhan* ))

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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.

The elf smiled slightly, since the appearance of the man Gale, she had fallen back into herself; barely talking and seldom giving any advice. It seemed her mind was concentraded on other issuse.
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Boromir smiled and gestured "The White City is beautiful at night, no?"

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Eomer nodded. "Minas Tirith is a beautiful city eventhough it has lost some of its glory what it used to have. But after long traveling my heart always longs for the wide plains of Rohan.." Eomer sighed and the moonlight stressed some of the wrinkles which had formed after years of trouble.

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Aragorn had silently left the Great Hall even before Eomer and Boromir. Quietly he sat on his usual spot, smoking his carved pipe. Without any motion but the smook from his pipe Aragorn sat in the shadows watching the White City as the darkness fell.

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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 peered out of the doorway. "I can't go now," she muttered to Miriel in a low voice. "I'll wait a little..."

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Gale slid through the darkness like a shadow, standing silently by Aragorns shoulder. His pale skin shone in the moonlight.
"It is wrong, no? For living creatures to be kept in chains. Like a nightinggale in a cage, or a tethered dog. I think, that a solution must be found, son of Arathorn."
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"What of the losses? Tme moves on, and a new era must be born and shaped by us men. The dwarves care nothing for us, the elves have all but gone... You noticed the slave? Very rare... Very beautiful."

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Aragorn stared at the stranger for a moment with his dark gaze and then focused again on the City which seemed to have caught his particular interest. Suddenly he said: "Of course you've thought of a solution.. but you're no man of Rohan are you? "

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Eomer stared at Boromir, trying to hide his disgust about the way he talked about human beings or elves like they were cattle. "Rohan has never approved slavery." he growled with glinstering eyes.

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Miriel stared at the ground, frowning to by concentrating on the conversation which they just could follow as Eomer and Boromir still were at a distance. Silently she tapped Ilythiiri at her shoulder and whispered: "Now would be a good moment.."


(( Is Gale evil? He acts abit like Grima Wormtongue.. ))

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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.

[Nah, Gale's a good boy -pats- Gale: -evil scowl- ]

"Dear me no!" Gale laughed suddenly, his silvery blond hair twisting in the low light "I'm not even completely human. But what is that to you? Ellesar Elffrind?"
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Boromir's face tightend "They are a valuble source of income for my kingdom, friend, I will not have them belittled."

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Ilythiiri looked over her shoulder, her expression resolute. She trotted innocently out, speed increasing as she neared the corner the two kings were strolling around, and very neatly ran smack into them. Her enthusiasm was perhaps slightly too great, because she sent herself sprawling on the hard ground.

"Oh dear, I'm sorry!" she squeaked, doing an excellent job of looking absolutely distraught. The silver collar around her neck glinted.

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Aragorn glanced at Gale and said calmly: "You better not call me like that in this place..." his voice trailed off, while he stared at the White City again.

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Miriel ran after Ilythiiri, hardly making a sound as she was bare-feet. With a low bow she aproached the two men and tried to help her friend up while apoligising as truthfull as possible: "Please forgive her, master.. she's only tired after all the work of tonight."

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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 got to her feet, nodding in agreement. She did look tired - there were feverish patches of red in her cheeks and her eyes were unusually bright - though perhaps she was only very good at pretending. She swayed a little, looking exhausted now, and reiterated what Miriel had said. "'Twas a very late night, tonight..."

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Rhavaniel, for her part, seemed to have abandond the plan completely, having slipped of in the direction of Gale and Aragorn.
As she stepped into his visoin of sight she frowned "Gale?"
"Who else? Miss me?"
"Not a chance. Just go home. Dont try and do something heroic again."
"Its saved your life before."
"My life doesnt need saving."

They spoke very fast, in an ancient type of elvish starting to talk before the other was finished, almost reading their minds.
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Boromir's face flushed "Get out of here before I have something done to you... We have an important guest. Go back to your cel- room-s."

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