Dara bowed respectfully at her words. "Indeed, he seems to me as an Elder, filled with much wisdom." He replied smileingly lyeing down beside the fire greatfully and shutting his eyes whilst Fianna kept wach.
Yet he did not sleep, his mind filled with thoughts.
It was odd to have conpanions again, and especially to have a such a beutiful clan woman with him. He knew nothing of her charecter, but all ready he felt a great respect and likeing for her, well, mere likeing didn't sum it all up.
The man Vincent was obviousely a mage, and ths comforted him, as did the man's obviouse wisdom; yet he was disconcerted by the fire, though greateful for its warmth. For Dara had not lit a fire scince h'd left his clan, prefereing to be hidden and unseen.
So now he lay next to the flames, luxuriateing in thier heat; but did not sleep for many hours, listeing incase some enemy saw the light in the darkness.
At last however the warmth and his tierdness overcame him; and he drifted into a deep slumber.

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Dagnir and the party, after having made good time, got to the borders of the Elven lands. He grunted at the sight, unimpressed by the huge trees. The humans led the way onto the main road through the trees, and he followed, holding his axe close to him.
"Arthan, where are we going in this strange land?" asked Gotrek flatly.
"We are going to the Elven Queens court, to pledge our service to her." he replied
Gotrek nearly suffocated in shock. "Elves? Service? Why I .... what the...." he continued speaking in disjointed sentances, just shocked generally.
The human just carried on riding...

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"This is the hour of the Shire-folk, when they arise from their quiet fields to shake the towers and counsels of the Great. Who of all the Wise could have foreseen it? Or, if they are wise, why should they expect to know it, until the hour has struck? "

Raina smiled and stared into the fire for a few minutes lost in thought, the orange glow flickering across her face. For the first time in a long while she felt a sense of peace with her new companions-a feeling that was unusual for her. She knew little about both men, but she had no doubt of the decency of their character. Dara, a handsome young warrior, exemplified the honor and courage of his kin, and Vincent seemed to possess the knowledge of the ages-a clear sign of a mage (which she found comforting knowing that he was on their side). Just with the short moments that the three shared, her respect for both of them had grown-and she rarely developed an instant friendship or trust with strangers. Shaking her head at the oddity of the situation, she smiled slightly before she stretched out as well and finally drifted off to sleep.

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**waits for aerlinn**

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*since it seems everyone else is folowing a difrent time scale i'l move us foreward to dawn whitch is roughly where Baria is*

As dawn, rosy fingered, arose from the sea; Fianna softly nosed at her masters ear.
"Its allright, i'm awake" he sighed pushing her off and rebuilding the fire whitch had burnt down dureing the night. "Watch them" he said standing up and picking up his bow. She wined wanting to accomany him, but he shook his head and disppered into the tree's.

A few minis later he returned with two fat pigions, stopping just inside the clearing, he stipped them wth log prectised ease of thier fethers and slit open thier breasts, giveing the offel to Fianna who eagerly ate it up.
Then leaveing the heads and tieing the feet around a stick he held them over the fire, the fat hissin onto the coals.

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Raina awoke shortly after dawn's gentle light spread over the land. Rising to a sitting position she saw that the fire had been rekindled and that Dara was already awake. "Good morning. My, you have been busy," she remarked with a slight smile.

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(OOC: I should be in the same time scale as you all are after I have made my next post.)

As soon as Evander had been seen approaching the company, he had been met by a sentry and told of his station in the company. The sentry then handed him his armor and told him to be at his station before they departed. While he began to change, he heard the commander of the company speaking to a man carrying a map. He could not hear much of their conversation due to the din caused by the horses and the combatants alike.

“…Sent to the Realm of the Elven Queen and she has approved of our arrival.”

Beyond this he could hear no more.

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He grinned at her shyly. "how do you like your pigion?" he asked, turning one of the birds carefully.

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For quite awhile Vincent had been awake, not moving accept for his eyes. He watched the two companions, and stared at the pigeons as his stomach started talking to him, grumbling about the skimpy supper he had the day before. Vincent suddenly stood up, and stretched. He reached for the sky to awake sleepy muscles, while uncovering his sword as well. But Vincent knew there wouldn't be much reaction from anyone. Weapons were too common a thing in todays society, sadly enough.

Vincent sat back down, cross legged again.
"You said good morning, earlier, I do recall, M'lady Raina. Well, I would like to ask what you mean by good morning? Do you wish a good morning, or mean that is is a good morning whether the other wants it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?"

(If you've read the first chapter of the hobbit... you'd see that I didn't just make that up. That's probably one of my favorite lines from Gandalf in that book, lol! *has just noticed that Vincent is based largly off of Gandalf*)

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Raina cocked an eyebrow at Vincent's statement that reminded her of a riddle-though not quite one. Definitely a mage. she thought in a mixture of both amusement and slight annoyance. "I meant it as a greeting and perhaps a wish a for 'good morning', dear mage." she replied, knowing that he would probably question her answer once again. She then turned back to Dara. "Well done please, if you would not mind." she responded, returning his smile.

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"Sure" he grinned at her with just a trace of flirtatiouseness in his eyes.
"And you sir?" he asked adressin the same question to Vincent, "And i say all four sir, for i bid you greeting, and the moring so far has been good and i am in good spirits, and that i would rarther this is a moring that we are good rarther than evil." he said resectfully in his odd outspoken voice.

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Raina grinned at Dara. "Good answer," she remarked to his reply to Vincent's question, her eyes twinkling. Leaning back on her hands she breathed in the freshness of the morning air. It had been awhile since she noticed the beauty of the world or took delight in any companionship. “So what news have you heard traveling the wild?” she asked them. “What messages glide on the wind?”

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He blushed and looked at he ground after a few moments her spoke. Only that that we and the dwarves are trying to get an alliance with the leves and that the dark armies are gowing every day. buti expct you both knew that."

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Raina nodded solemnly. "Yes," she replied. "For some time I have been trying to unearth their plans but have had no success thus far." She paused a brief moment before speaking again. "Although such a gathering of forces normally suggests one thing-invasion." she added quietly.

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(sorry about the spelling in that post, it was awful)

"And that means War" he said with a roaugish grin. it was obviouse that he did not fear war, rather that he welcomed it.

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Vincent smiled at the others' replies.
"Doesn't matter to me how my pigeon's cooked," he said, and took a big sniff of the air then spoke again.
"Both of you are a little behind of the news of the realm. The dwarves and humans had already had a small alliance, though did squwable a bit, I say. We are just strengthening the alliance. And dwarves have sent messengers to the elves seeking alliances last I heard. The reason for this reunion is simple. The Necromancer is getting ready to attack. Or so that is what the wind has told me," he said in a humble voice...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08