" it's about time you decided to fight, " Deawen called from her perch to rhavaniel.
her Dog Aernel climbed up the ruble to her owner she was drenched in blood from the fighting but she looked happy

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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

[[Only if you would like to play another chara, Rhav. ]]

Aradan detached himself from the group of Gondorians and began cutting them down. Their numbers were quickly decreasing.

Suddenly he noticed Rhavaniel slip down from one of the walls... he was behind her and called out as a Gondorian approached her from behind.

Deawen idly sent a few sparks in the air towards Aradan. then some to Xoroku.

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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

Rhavaniel turned immediately and cut him down.
She smirked at Aradan, and wiped blood from her face "Long time no see."she murmered seductively, brushing past him with a soft caress of his hair.
Laughing she disappeared into the fray again.

[I hope you got my PM Aramel- Everyone else, I'm not going to be around for a while... But I'm still with you in spirit! ^^]

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[[Have fun in Japan Rhav! We'll miss you! ]]

Aradan watched Rhavaniel walk by, breathing in the scent of blood. It smelled delicious...

Turning on his heel he sprang back into the fight, smiling as the Witch King circled above...

((Sorry I've been gone so long: Life has been quite busy. I'll do better next time:P

Sure! I'd be happy to!


That'd be fine as well. ))

Blood, sweat, and screams. "Yes, this day is turning out quite well" Fearan thought to himself. Ducking beneath a sword, he thrust his own blade towards his attacker, only to have it grind and slide off the man's chest plate. Fearan swore as an armored hand and pommel was brought down onto his head. A bright light and a flash of pain electrecuted his body. The world grew darker...

...and darker...

...and darker.

Fearan slumped to the grounf, his conscienceness taken from him.

Deawen sat on the boulder there she could see all that took place she saw Fearan fall to the ground alittle ways away she sneered slightly. but no matter how hard she tried she could not look away the human part of her was screaming for her to help him but the darker side said not to he was in her world and enemy a struggle for power but he was also valuable... it was a thought she had no time to consider. before she knew what she was doing she was off the boulder and walking towards him when she reached him she bent down carefully grabbed him by the arm and pulled him up she half dragged him to a safe corner then kicked him to wake him up " get up!" she shrieked.

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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

((Oh my goodness! I am so so sorry guys, I forgot I was in this RPG!!! Is there anyway for me to get back into this?))

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

(Is it too late for me to join? If not I'll post my Bio tomorrow... Tolkein)

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Married Artemis Fowl on July 16, 2007
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The Seemingly Nice But Actually Really Nasty Nazgul
School ate my life. *sigh*

[[@Tur - Of course! We're only fighting right now - we just landed on the shores of Osgiliath and the fight has begun.

@Freya - Sure! Welcome to the RP! Do you need a summary or are you good? ]]

Xoroku pressed her body up against a stone pillar as she watched Fearan fall to the ground. The Witch King's fell beast was tearing soldiers from their posts and letting them drop from a terribly long height.

Then she noticed the soldiers beginning to recoil as their leader called a retreat. However, a group of Orcs were blocking the main gate and began closing in on them...

Our job is about finished... Xoroku mused, smiling to herself and taking in the scent of blood.

((Thx mate! I am simply reposting my bio to refresh and such.

Name: Aryth Stormmoon
Gender: Female
Race: Dark Elf
Age: 1627
Status: Solider/Scout
Hair colour: Black
Eye colour: Red
Apparel/Appearance: She wears a light chainmail skirt and tunic, both dark red, with black breeches under her skirt and a black undershirt. Her skin is fair and radient like the moon, yet her gaze, if it comes at you as a glare, pierces you like fire.
Weapons: Two curved swords and two thorwing axes
Personality: Aryth is cruel, wrong, and stubborn. She believes in the tourment of those who apposes the Dark Lord. She knows no fear and some say, she knows no mercy either.
History: Aryth was born of a evil family, and when she was just at the tip of her womenhood and deciding on were she must go, her family was ambushed and killed by Rohan riders. Aryth presented herself to the Dark Lord and asked him if she could be a scout and a warrior for him. He agreed and she had done so ever since. She has grown respect yet no power and she wants none.

TOLKIEN))

Suddenly, a small pile of dead humans started to move and then something started to crawl out of it...very much alive. A female, very dirty, muddy, and bloody (whether it was her own blood or the blood of those who were lying upon her, she herself did not know) stood up, cursing and spit out some blood from the corner of her mouth. She looked at Xoroku, her long black hair in her face.

"I will kill the fool that decided to throw all the dead bodies upon me and try to keep me out of the action of the fight!" Aryth Stormmoon said, grinning an evil grin at Xoroku, her comrad.

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

[[No problem, mate. ]]

Xoroku's eyes flashed over towards Aryth and she smiled. "Well, you seem to be just in time for the end of this battle. The Gondorians are retreating.. but I have a feeling they will be back." That evil smirk found its way to her face again.

Aryth cursed. "I pray that you don't think I left you like a bloody coward...the thirst for blood is so strong in my veins, I almost can't handle it!"

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Just became a college freshman; be on sparingly

(I'll bring Sadron in soon)

"Learn to control it then Aryth. There are ways I could divoulge (sp) with you."
Rhavaniel appeared as if from nowhere and watched the troope silently "We let them retreat. We let them hand insecurely for a few days, let them contemplate their doom. Then we strike again."
She laughed cruely "Their little hearts will beat so fast with fear that htey will burst. Think of the meal that would be Aryth. Blood so sweet it slays the muscle that drives it."
With cold eyes, the half-elf watched the humans retreat "Where are Fearan and Dearwen?"
This question she addresed to Xoroku directly, smiling as she touched to a bloody patch on her cloak.

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Deawen stared at the limp form of Fearan " scum" she hissed she was still chiding herself for her "good deed"

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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

Xoroku shrugged. "How am I to know? I do not babysit them. For I all know they could lay slain beneath these rotting corpses."