Eston looked startled at the mention of his name he stumble for words for a second before regaining his composure. " You are Requested in the Great Hall My lady " he finally said he looked close to blushing but he quickly bowed and hurried down to the last room.

" I don't rightly know" Deawen answered, " Knowng my cook most likely something with mashed tubers (such a horrid sounding word... )
" so how is your mare Camria? And Breda? I hope you are taking one of them, Bredol would sorely miss his companion." she asked heading back to the great hall. she paused at one of the tapasty's it was the most recent of the collection displaying a chestnut stallion with flaxen mane and tail. she admired the work with a loving gaze brushing away the dust.

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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

Halana walked over to the door with the other two. " all of us?" she asked eager to know what was going on.
she wasnt the nosy type of person. just ready to get this underway.


(( i'm sorry for not having posted in a while. there is really no excuss. i havent been on this side of the RP boreds in a few days. and i'm sorry for my short post but i must leave))

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Morwen grabbed a small velvet walked with her to the kitchen. "They are both fine. I think I'll take Camria with us. Breda, bless his heart, is getting a bit too old for anything besides eating grain and being a pain. By ceaster, I forgotten to get them from the stable!" She slapped her forehead, and sighed. "If it is alright with you, I think I will just sit down and meet any other's you've...manipulated into this." She found a cushioned chair and plopped down, rummaging through her bag for a ring that would fit the occasion.

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" Morwen I do not manipulate people.. I just have a way with words " she smiled devilishly In the great hall a single long table was being set up chairs positioned around it and food being brought out.
Deawen seated herself at one end of the table across from where Sen would sit.
she waited for everyone else to arrive and seat themselves.

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Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

"I believe so," Imlosiel said softly in response to Halana's query. She made her way towards the hall where she and her other companions had been summoned. As she stepped through the threshold into the hall Imlosiel spotted the guest, and she made her way over to the table, bowing in greeting before taking her seat at the beautifully carved table. "I am Imlosiel en Randir, and it is a pleasure to meet you."

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Halana nodded and followed the others. she stepped through the grand doorway and she could smell a hot fire burning. she looked to her left and indeed she saw one. she smiled it reminded her of home. Halana glanced over at the person sitting at the huge table in the middle of the room. she walked over and bowed. " my name is Halana" she simple said and walked over to sit down.

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Deawen waited for everyone to introduce themselves before clearing her throat
" My Friends tommorow morning we are about to take on an adventure unlike any other. In the Past we atleast knew what we were facing, this time it is unclear, all I know is it is up north in the blue mountians. " she spoke with confidence and dignity " I am told by word of the locals this Creature we are dealing with is powerful and old and has been angered our job is to see if we can't pacify it or destroy it." her face never changed from it's placid expression " While I was in Rhun the Easterlings showed me a text they had kept for generations. This text contained something that intrested me, It gave an account of something in the north that drove northern Tribes south, a being that seemed the breath ice as a dragon would fire, wield water and control the mind at his will. If This is the same being that we are dealing with we must be on our guard. You pointed out earlier that we must worry about those that can control us by infiltrating our mind this is all too true I am afriad. Not only do we have to worry about the being but also the land it's unforgiving and hostile raiders inhabiat the area and won't heistate to kill us if we cross paths.
from here to the last outpost we will be taking horses from there on foot. we leave at dawn tommorow, Any questions?" she explained.

(now here is my plan when we reach the day we leave for our adventure we will only post about the day we leave then Skip ahead to the last days before we reach the last outpost I am doing this to keep the Rp going otherwise I fear it will be such a long journey that we will have a hard time moving on if you have questions please PM me do not ask the questions on the RP it'self. ~Deawen )

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Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(Before Deawen's speech...)
Morwen Stood when Halana sat down. "I am Captain Morwen of the Westfold," she said with a smile. "It is nice to be amongst adventurous company once more."

Ignoring the cold pit forming in her stomach, Morwen raised her voice, "So there is no clear idea whether we are facing, perhaps, a disgruntled Istari? Or a vengeful maya? Or an elf? This is based on rumors from a barbarian nation that has been poisoned by Mordor for the past millenia?" She waited for confirmation.

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" I don't know what we are facing exactly the text never said exactly what it was. " Deawen's placid expression broke as she laughed slightly
" Poisoned or not fear is a constant driving force. " she tapped the table a few times thinking " My knowledge of elves is very limited, even though I am an Elf friend I preferr to keep my distance, as for an Istari It's not impossible but unlikely. A Maya sounds more to fit the puzzle this Being would have to very powerful to spread south from so far up. "

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Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Imlosiel listened intently to the conversation occurring around her and thinks, "I suppose I never did consider exactly what the foe we would be facing might consist of." Feeling rather naive and a bit stupid after this realization, she continued to listen rather than speak.

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Halana's young and nieve(sp) ways were starting to show. " i'm ready for anything." she smiled.
she then felt stupid for saying that. surely they would think her young and stupid for saying that outloud. " i-i mean" her face got red. she kept her mouth shut.
she listened on to deawen speaking about the evil they would encounter.
she wasnt as brave as she thought she would be.
she had never been on a mission where she didnt know fully what she was going to face. this would take a lot of effort and bravry.

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Walt Disney

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Deawen noticed the worried looks she recived from her speech she sighed not in annoyance but understanding. she was used to battle hardened men but even they squirmed. " Take heart my friends this mission is not impossible just difficult, "
Deawen looked across the table to her Husband
" they are young like us but strong, I think we stand a chance" she whispered into his mind.

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Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

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These comforting words from their leader quieted the worrisome thoughts that had been racing though Imlosiel's mind, enough so that she was able to finally ask a question she had been wondering about for a time, "Excuse my eagerness, my Lady, but at about what hour do you expect we will be setting out tomorrow?"

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Deawen looked at Imosiel thoughtfuly before answering
" You may call me by Deawen or Dea if you please titles are useless on adventures and they make me feel cold and distant leave titles for court"
she said softly " an hour before dawn so we can leave unhindered"

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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

Morwen gave a sigh of dismay. "Well, then, I must ask your leave to retire now, if you wish to have any chance of getting me up an hour before dawn. Goodnight," she said with a smile and a slight bow. She retreated to her room to think over the mission. As she tood off her boots, she mumbled to herself, "No clear enemy, no real destination, no parameters..." she tossed her boots on top of her pack. "And no real authority. Chears for unofficial participation!" With that, she doused the last torch and nodded off under the lambskin blankets.

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Halana looked at Deawen and spoke. " if i may i think i would like to retire as well." she said standing up and bidding everyone goodnight.
she walked to her room where she had set things down. she got dressed in a plain tunic and some extra pants. she slid into bed and fell alseep fairly soon after.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

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