(oh no WHY! why why why is it Curunir is always in the really good posts! i really don't know is i want Deawen around HIM she seems to wind up ethier really close to death or with wild men! )

name: Deawen of rohan second in command of the Dragon tears
Weapons: sword two daggers three knives and a metla fan.
Appearence: long copper hair, wears black sometime with a red eye or a blue dragon.

Deawen had been sent to watch Minas tirith she saw the riders from a long way off she galloped to them with caution she saw the man first she knew him hate and fear welled up in her she reached for her sword then she remebered the mans words "you hypicrites always ridding the world of evil... you think we had a choice?"
he was right though she sometimes denied it.

Deawen continued to ride towards them she drew up her sword placed her mask and slowed to a brisk trot. (oh please don't be darts involved please please no!)

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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

Lessien adopted an uneducated accent, speaking to the elf. "Lady, what brings you here? I have never seen a noble lady elf, unless I go countin' meself, but even then I'm a halfblood." She smiled, innocence on her face. "May I pet your horse? I've never seen one like it, save the Rohirrim, and my old nag don't run much anymore." Come on, say yes, or else this won't be as smooth as I had planned.

Elenanna raised an eyebrow, and didn't reply for a moment. She then nodded. "You may."

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OOC: Deawen... this post could not have been more fitting for my character and besides i love rping.... for the fact what always happens to Deawen... well I see it stupid if someone just suddenly wins a bad guy in the rp and probably kills him.. there should be a rule made about that... but I`m sure everyone realises that killing others char without asking a permission is foolish... I ain`t going to let my chars die...

Neracelc looked at her inside his hood and hid his sword with a grim smile on his face, but held his other hand on the horses sattle from where it could easily go to his belt and draw his sword.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Deawen could not belive what she was doing but she kept a steady pace as she neared the other riders. Deawen stopped about seven yards she searched for any sign of danger. Deawen saw the elf she fidgited alittle Deawen waited... then Deawen saw a gondorian rider Deawen urged her horse towards the rider then she interceppted him "no go back!"Deawen shouted "who are you to command me!" the rider challenged " that does not matter! there are other riders dangrous ones go warn someone!!" Deawen scolded the rider. he looked down his road saw the other riders then nodded and rode away back to the city. Deawen sat in her triumph she smiled this would be her revenge... Deawen suddenly relized she was in range of a bow or crossbow she turned around a few time trying to figure out the best spot there was none she was still in range...

(OOC I agree this just seemed right for your character but with or with out your character Deawen will be part of this post )

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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

Neracelc saw another figure away from him and smiled, something seemed so familiar in all of this.

The hypocrites were after him once more....

Neracelc grinned slightly.

"I have lingered here too long... I`ll be on my way... are you coming and surely we can leave this elf alone... goodbye... Elenanna..."

Neracelc smiled and raced away on his horse without caring, if the thief followed him or not, but he didn`t want to get into a fight now for some reason.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

He was getting surrounded by women, he should be nervous The figure thought and she chuckled at the thought. When she saw that the man was gone she stepped forward into the group of women.
"Suiliad," she said with her hood still covering her eyes "I mean you no harm, I just wish to pass through unharmed."...

Deawen saw the Man ride away she charged Bredol after him Bredol loved a good chase he soared through the air catching up with the rider. Deawen's black garb made her stand out from the plain but she rode like a shadow.

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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

He rode into the woods with a sick smile on his face, the figure seemed proud and threatening like that one from the chase before, he suddenly stopped on a clearing with his other hand on his sword and he looked at the arrival.

"Good day there!... I presume we have met?"

Neracelc grinned and smiled at the same time.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

"we have..." Deawen said hotly Bredol stood like stone prepared for any thing. Deaen however shifted her wieght "you don't seem to change much!"

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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

Neracelc smiled at her and thought he regocnized her.

"Dear lady might I ask when was that?"

Neracelc smiled at her with his sword slightly out, if she attacked.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Deawen shifted her wieght again bredol grew nervous.
"....i was the girl who you left to die on more than one occasion i was the girl in the woods the Phantom?" Deawen gripped her sword but this was not seen her cloak hid her hands.

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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

Neracelc smiled.

"No I left you there once because you first sneaked up on me without any reason at all... then I was going to let you live because those ropes weren`t hard to get rid off... then you stabbed me in the back... literally...for that I punished you.. and then you decided to join the rest of the hypocrites I believe...."

Neracelc smiled and placed his other hand on his dagger inside his robes.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Deawen sat thinking she had to chose her words wisely (no Darts!)

"no i did not sneak up on you you camped under me I was expolring your camp because you were under my tree!!" she said
"and i did not mean to stab you it was accendental..." Deawen stopped "Joined no i thought i should protect the others from you i never wanted to destroy you because i know how it feels to be an outsider(that sounds like a drink of some sort>)

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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

Neracelc threw his hood down as he laughed.

"Look at me! Look me in the eyes and tell me how do you know my pain and anguish? How are you an outsider?"

Neracelc was beginnuing to enjoy this conversation.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Deawen stiffined alittle she did not know what to say she was an outsider but how to explain it without giving her cover?

Deaewn lowered her head then she pulled her mask off
" you know me as the girl who fights evil right well that is not the girl you see before you... i have served under one commander for a long time but i have also fought on the goodside and the bad side through out my life i know what it feels like to be banished for being friends with your countries enemy then captured by those who see you as a hero..."

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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