"One can be reckless and one can be sensible." Niniën smiled. "I try to be both.." She urged Storm in a trot and as time passed the forest seemed darker and she knew they were close to their camp now, which was hidden deep in the woods.

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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.

Kolth growled, about to unleash a strong tounge lashing upon Denathies when a sharp snap echoed through the forest. Kolth cursed under his breath. The southern warriors were coming. I'm an idiot he cursed to himself. My temper may get me killed He hid behind a fallen log and knocked an arrow on his recurved bow. Judging by the racket they made (the southerners still had not learned to walk silently among the brittle Nothland forests) it was to late to run. The only option was to fight.

"Go." she hissed under her breath. "As you have not failed to let me forget, you are the one in charge here, and your services shall be needed. Gods, take a horse and go!" she hissed, drawing her sword. "I care not if I die."

Deawen fell silent she had no more to say on the matter since Kolth wasn't here. Soon Deawen could make out the individual sounds of Camp. she groaned softly in complaint to returning in such a state. the camp suddenly opened up before them through the trees. No sentries stopped them since many regonised Kolth's horse Storm. Deawen could see her tent slightly off from the center, Her Horse Bredol was tethered to the side He whickered upon seeing Deawen. Deawen dismounted slowly favoring her foot "Thank you Niniën" Deawen said trudging to her tent.
Deawen's tent was simple a cot a braizer and a small chest and many saddle bags Inside was Deawen's Two dogs Aernel and Gatu who yipped and howled at Deawen in greeting. Deawen laughed and greeted her dogs.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

As Denathies waited for the Gondorian, she glanced back at Kolth. She growled. "Go!" she mouthed.

Deawen tended her ankle with care. the swelling went down but now it just hurt she wondered if she had fractured her ankle but dismissed the idea simply because she didn't want to go to a healer. she laid on her cot and fell asleep.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

( I am fine with that actualy i think it would be for the best)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(I'm a bit confused. But sure.)

(( If others dropped out, I can make up another character to be one of the 'good guys' Just an idea.. because I don't know if there are still alot on your side Elegost ))

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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.

Deawen watched the camp silently her ankle was healed and she was eager to roam around. she had already disobeyed Kolth for leaving thier encampment but Deawen didnt' care curosity takes over the adventurous mind. Deawen was very close to the Southerner's camp maybe alittle to close for comfort. Deawen being raised in Rohan was very fimilar with the southern camp structures and customs. Deawen spotted the Leader the same that spotted Deawen before. He was walking with some one else away from the camp. she scurried away from her spot following them at a reasonable distance.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Aërin appeared from the shadows and said with a grin, "Didn't mean to alarm you, Capt'n, Taranor." He nodded to both men and continued: "The two scouts did return sir, I thought it was best to warn you.." He frowned and then lowered himself and gestured to the bushes on the right. "Footsteps.." he whispered and he scolded on himself for talking that loud a minute ago.

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Niniën had followed Deawen, she knew her curious and impatient nature and she didn't want her to get in trouble again. When it became clear what she was up to Niniën soundlessly caught up with her and grabbed her arm while she hissed: "Deawen, come back to the camp..now"

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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.

(I can't really post until Nauriel does...does anyone know where Nauriel is?)

(Sorry...I've been neglecting my job. Go ahead, beat me with rubber chickens. I deserve it.
Miluiel, I'm going to try to make my post sound resonable. The scouts that were after us returned to the camp, and I'm guessing you still want to be alive (I know I do. If you wanted to do somthing, just tell me and I'll edit it.)

Kolth trudged to the edge of camp, muttering fervently about insolent underlings who had to be of banshee descent. Deawen had run off agian. What was with that girl? No doubt she went spying agian without checking in with him. He would have let her go, if she had asked. He had palled to anyway, but as a team. The southerners were too dangerous to scout alone. She should know that. She should have remembereed that how he and Denathies had come near death after Deawen's mistake. They had managed to escape, but just barely.
Kolth found Denathies. "Do you know where Deawen is?" He asked.

Deawen shrugged off Niniën then held her hand over her mouth. Deawen was grinning from ear to ear. It was too late to flee now she was surrounded by bushes that made too much noise.she gave Ninien a look of 'Im not going back till dawn.' Deawen watched the men silently no doubt they heard Ninien or Deawen, Deawen's ankle slightly sore started to hurt again Deawen feared she may not be able to sprint if needed she would have to stand and fight if caught.
( I suppose you want to talk with the Trouble makers?)
Deawen's squire or tag along Hilam chased after Kolth he was panting and very alarmed looking. " Deawen has Run off again..." Hilams face looked panicked " I tried to stop her Sir.... Honest but she moves so fast..and threatened to tie me up in the woods if i didn't stop following her..." Hilam sputtered. He was only twelve and no taller than Deawen he was shy and very fond of Deawen even though Deawen came off as rude to him.(five foot one) Deawen wasn't cruel to Hilam she just wasn't fond of kids so she was stand offish and quiet.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Deawen caught her breath as they neared she wildly looked at Ninien " Go!" she hissed and Drew a small dagger and a knife and made to back away silently just as Elegost spoke. Deawen crouched lower to the ground " go ninien if you are caught Kolth would kill me!go!" she hissed again. Deawen remianed silent to Elegost but never let him move without her knowing it. she tensed and dug the tips of her toes into the ground for leverage.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Aërin drew his sword, glanced at Elegost, waiting for him to speak but slowly walked past Taranor to the other end near the bushes so the girls were surrounded.

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Niniën sighed and rolled her eyes. Deawen apparently hadn't had enough of her share of recklessness. She considered her chance to get away, she would be quicker than those men, though she didn't like the idea of returning to the camp with the message Deawen was caught by the Gondorians. No, she'd followed Deawen to keep her out of trouble, she wasn't going to leave her now.
"Good evening.." Niniën replied to the man who obviously was their leader.

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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.