(OOC I fixed it)

Deawen sat in the tree she stared at her hands
"fire is your soul Deawen don't shun it embrace it!" he fathers voice ecoed in her head when he gave her a medalion that belonged to her ansestress. "fire is your soul?" she asked Deawen climbed from the tree landing softly beside her companoins "how do you feel?" she asked Thinren

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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 opened his eyes slowly and saw two blured shapes above him. He focused and saw the faces of Deawen and Adastrea. He smiled and shut his eyes.
"I feel fine, but still a bit weak."
He groaned as he sat up and looked at his shoulder. The wound was fully healed, it looked like nothing had happened. He touched it half expecting it to be an illusion. He proded it and was amazed. His eyes widened.
"How is this possible?"
He was young and knew little of magic. This was an amazing first time experiance.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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'uhhh..." Deawen said feeling out of place "i healed you..." Deawen said blushing Deawen looked at her hands as if they were going to do something strange

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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 looked at her and raised a brow.
"What did you do?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Deawen panicked he was asking questions she did not have the answers to... " uhh i don't know i...." Deawen backed into a tree she didn 't want to be judged by her new gift "if i hurt you i'm very sorry..." Deawen said her voice signaled her fear.

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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

Adastrea stayed silent, her mind had wandered to where she was going to stay in Minas Tirith, she highly doubted that her house had money left in it, Balor had always shown a greedy side. She looked towards the direction of Minas Tirith, she wanted to get some place she could feel secure soon, but said nothing to her companions. She returned to listening to the speak to each other.

Thinren shook his head.
"No no, the oppostie, it feels like new."
He stood up and streched his arms out wide.
"Their perfect."
He smiled and picked up his broken sword, He sheathed it.
"Well if he is going to leave us alone i think we should head for safety."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Deawen exhaled sharply with relief,Deawen nodded in response then she picked up her mask. she called Bredol who had wandered off she mounted then followed Thinren.

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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 walked out of his house some hours after arriving and locks the door, he leaves the house towards a dark inn in the corner of the city and pushes it`s door open. He walks in and looks around seeing the man in his normal post where he sold information, Neracelc smiled as he grabbed the man`s neck from behind.

"Well hello there Ghordan.... how are you?"

The man turned with a slightly scared look as Neracelc let him go.

"Neracelc.... so your back... did you get her?"

Neracelc shooked his head.

"No...but she is coming here... to her home and you know where that is don`t you?"

The man nodded and gave him a small piece of paper without a word as Neracelc dropped few coins in his hands. Neracelc left the inn and made his way to her house directed by the small paper that had small map and instructions. He arrived there after few minutes of walking and smiled, he opened the door by picking the lock first and entered. He looked around in the dark letting his eyes get used to it and snuffed around, finally he shrugged after finding nothing of great interest, but turned the piece of paper. He took out his dagger and some liquid bottle, he began to wrote and left it on a desk.

I told you that I we would meet again... but I just didn`t say when... I`ll be waiting for you and watching your every step trough this city, but don`t be paranoid...

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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!

"thinren we are going to Minas Tirith right?" Deawen asked the look of uncertiany covered her face. " I have a small house there it's not much but i think it do....my brother got it for me just in case of trouble" Deawen said. Deawen did her best not to show she was nervous about going to Minas tirith with out her brother.

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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 shook his head.
"I would rather not, I have sleeping quarters in a barracks. Adastrea should be safer there."
He looked at her.
"But then again it's up to you. I just feel a barracks with my fellow soldiers would be a lot safer."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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"I would rather stay there, I would feel safer with all the soldiers" She said quietly. She wished she could stay in her own house, a place where she felt comfortable, but Balor had a key. She sighed in frustration but said nothing about it. "We should get moving." She said starting to walk in the direction of Minas Tirith.

Thinren quickly jogged after walking side by side with her. He humed to himself and kept glancing at his shoudler.
"It's extraordinary, have you seen anything like this?"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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She listened quietly to his humming, finding it soothing. She nodded in response to his question, "Once and only once out of being here for over 4000 years. It was a friend of mine who was healed after being badly burned in a fire."

He nodded.
"Well it is very odd indeed. I've never seen anything like it."
He started huming again and smiling to himself. He glanced at the trees and noticed the odd bird flying here and there. After about a few hours of walking they came out the woods and in front of them were the Pelinor Fields and in the distance Minas Tirith.
"Well were close, just across here then you'll be safe."
He smiled and walked on.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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