Neracelc slapped his forehead.

"And that came to your mind just right now and not when you had the chance to speak with me that time?"

Neracelc sighed dramaticly.

"well anyway... what is it that you want of me? to comfort me? To tell me that I am not the only one of my kind?"

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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!

OOC: wow. you guys got far!

Lessien smiled. Opportunity knocks! She crept away from the others, who had there focus on the bickering people. Lessien slipped like a shadow between the trees, focusing on the silver-haired elf. She silently put her hand on the hilt of her sword, in case someone noticed her. Lessien came up beside the horse, just behind Elananna. Her hand slipped into the saddle bag, feeling expertly for any sign of coins or jewelry.

Deawen clenched her fists " i did tell you!" Deawen shouted "i told you, you took me by surprise i was trying to make myself known so you wouldn't attack me..." Deawen took a deep breath "and no i i'am not here to comfort you!" Deawen sneered she was getting annoyed Bredol snorted and pawed the ground Deawen dismounted. Deawen did not answer why she was talking to him it did not matter sometimes we don't know why we do the things we do we just do...

Deawen's hood remained up its thin metal shield on the inside served as a defense against any attack to her head.
Deawen felt exposed without her mask but Deawen did not show it.

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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

Shadowpax whickered, but Elenanna patted her shoulder.

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Lessien smiled, grabbed a small handfull of valuables, and backed away into the trees. Smirking, she stuffed them into her pocket and crept back to her mare's side. She mounted silently, spurred her horse into a walk, and rode to the small trail.

Can I join?

Trap walked slow through the woods. He felt someone He grap the rains of his horse. "show what the price is made of." HE told the horse.

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The Quiet A-U Gentlewomen

Deawen advanced alittle she did not draw her sword however.

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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 sighed melancholichly.

"So it`s a fight you want eh? I`m sorry, but I am not in the mood today... so I`ll see you around..."

He turned his horse and rode away.

now what he needed was more hypocrites on his tail and no inn to be found near by...

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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!

Lessien saw Neracelc on the trail, and truned her mare in his direction. " Thanks again for freeing me. Here's a thank you gift." She tossed him some silver coins. Lessien saluted, spurred her horse into a gallop, and rode off, wondering if he would follow.

Neracelc shrugged and put the bag on his on belt that had small hooks to place bag such as it, he then galloped after her, but looked back at the figures behind feeling cold satifaction, but slightly disturbance...

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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!

Elenanna smiled softly, and she sighed softly as she thought of the bounty hunters. Four had tried to capture her already, and she had killed two of them, while injuring the two others.

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Deawen stood stone still as he rode away "we will meet again..." Deawen sighed Bredol nickered and nudged her arm "i know lets go!" Deawen chuckled.

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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

((Umm... the forum's doing weird things on my compy, all the posts shift further to the right as I go down the page. Is that happening with anyone else??))

The figure just stood their waiting for their answer, when none came she walked off, she started heading south (cuz "it feels like going downhill" not really but oh well ) toward south Gondor also know as Harondor.

Lessien looked behind, and seeing Neracelc following, smiled to herself. Why did he free me in the first place? she wondered.

Elenanna looked around, and pushed her mare into a gallop, heading to Minas Tirith.

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Deawen wandered around the fields till she neared Minas Tirith.
the white walls glared at her "oo stop!" she mumbled Deawen entered the city casually. when she reached the third level Deawen went down a side street there at the far end of the street was her goal. Deawen entered the house, she stood in a small courtyard with a small fruit tree in the center the white stone reflected the sun in a glorous dance. there were four diffrent rooms the fourth was recently added as a guest room. the others were a kitchen, stable, Deawen's room. Deawen put Bredol in his stall then she went to sleep...

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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