((I've the feeling that we killed that Moriquendi already 3 times ))

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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.

(Hmmm...we need to kill the black one...so...)

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((Well, go to it then ))

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(Arm hacking! I feel like I'm in Montey Python!)
Fearan dodged the knife, but it's tip still slashed his arm. It wasn't bad, but it hurt. He drew his sword and lashed at the white eyed shadow. Dernhelm, always the rambunctious one, hacked off its arms. Turning he found the black eyed dark elf suffered the same fate. "I guess you're the one to go." Fearan muttered as he lept to attack the black eyed moriquendi.

Dernhelm drew his bow and pointed it at the black one. "Enough" He shot an arrow at the Morquendi and hit it square between the eyes.

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They both screamed as the Black Moriquendi hit the ground with a thud, leaveing nothing but a slight dent in the ground. Next to it, the Compleate white eyed Moriquendi solid now moned softly in the darkness.

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"Cut it's arms and legs off, seal them with fire, then throw her in the river."

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"No please" white eyes stared up at them in fear, "Please...." she could not say he had made her do it. She was Moriquendi, that was what they did, and she could not say she was sorry, they would not belive her. All she could do was beg.
"No" milky white tears poured from her eyes.

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Dernhelm snatched the brand away from Meleth "I have had enough of your kind." He Broned her left arm first then turned his attention the the right one, but hesitated

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Meleth snatched it away, looking simultaneously pitying and repulsed. "No..." she said softly. "No, don't."

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"One less problem, we could always tie her to a tree and use her for target practice."

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Meleth frowned at him, troubled. "No, we are not barbarians, nor are we cruel," she said, in a low voice. "We cannot condemn her to death, no matter our loyalty."

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"well lets atleast throw her into molten lava or something to ease her suffering, stupid one armed animal."

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"Meleth.." Miriel started, "We can't leave her.. Whoever sent her will find her. They will be able to follow their trail.." She frowned in doubt, she didn't know what to do.. "If we need a shooting target we'll tie you to a tree, Dernhelm.." she grinned responding to his comments.

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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.

"She's not much use to whoever sent her with only one arm," said Meleth, looking down at the Dark elf. "And she can't follow us, she's wounded."

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Her arm had regrown whilst they spoke, the pain was less now, though not so much that she would put up any resistance. She pulled her self into a sitting position. "He will find me.....he will destroy me...and then send me to find you... i will not rember...and you will die..." she looked at them with tears in her eyes. "Please help me..."

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