After barracading the door Deawen knelt at Sen's side wishing she could do more for him. " In all the years knowing you I have never seen you ill like this.. even after that fight with my brother's avenger.. " she said feeling a dull ache in her side where a scar lay where a bolt went through her. She gathered all her warmest cloaks and began to cover him to keep him warm, then concentrated the fire.

Meanwhile Lord Andur summoned his men at arms telling them that Lord Sen and Lady Deawen and their companions were to be captured and imprisoned, hoping to corner King Elessar into giving them their independence. Eston was the first to be captured long before Deawen and Sen fell ill. The stamp of the soldiers marching down the hall echoed down the corridor.

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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

Morwen's mind flashed into action. "There is not time. We either must get into that room, get them, and get out, or prepare to take as many of the guard with us to the void." She drew her sword and banged the bronze pommel on the door, the bluish blade reflecting the torchlight and fading daylight. "Deawen! Eow nied tó cuman núna! Man don cuman! Deawen, you need to come now, they are coming)."

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Deawen jumped startled, she ran to the door but didn't open it... it could be a trap she thought but decided it was better to risk the trap than have her friends fall into enemy hands..she unbarred the door and let them in. " Quick!" she hissed.

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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

*Sen smiled weakly at Deawen.*
I have not seen stasite since after my city fell; Maleon used it in Athenar's destruction. I do not know how the lord here could have obtained it.
*Sen heard the footsteps down the corridor, and as Morwen rushed through the door, he quickly spoke to Deawen.* Deawen, please sit me up in the chair over there. It might disconcert the guards long enough for you to strike.

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Morwen jumped into the room. Immediately the sizzling temperature got to her. She decided to ask no questions and related the situation to Deawen. "We must get out before it is too late. There are soldiers outside right now that will not hesitate to break down the door."

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I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

"Where is Eston?" Deawen asked Morwen, helping Sen up. She managed to get Sen up in the chair. She nodded at Morwen's words. She scanned the door it was rather flimsy. She then went to the window..it was snowing and they were on the second level. She looked slightly pale " There is no way we can block the door, and no way to scale the wall With Sen in that condition.." She then reliazed that Morwen did not know what was going on. " I left the meeting early Sen followed I think Lord Andur tried to poison us..." she didn't have time to explain.

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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

Anira was glancing at the folder over Imlosiel's shoulder when the sound of footsteps echoed down the hall. As Deawen opened the door, Anira followed Morwen inside, ignoring the sizzling temperature of the room. She gasped in shock as she saw Lord Sen's condition. "So Lord Andur's treachery runs deeper than I had suspected," she muttered. Glancing at the door and then at the window, she immediately saw the perils of their situation. We will soon be trapped here unless... she thought to herself. "Lady Deawen," she finally spoke. "The choice is yours. If you wish to challenge these guards, both my skills with sword and magic will be at your service. However, if you think escape is a wiser course, perhaps I can summon the wind to carry us from this wretched place, though I must warn you that I have never used my powers in such a fashion with a group before."

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Deawen didn't need a second thought on her desision. " There is no way we can stand and fight and hope to live...not with My Lord Sen in his state.. I think escape is best.." she sighed and nearly jumped when the soldiers pounding suddenly started. " Do not worry Anria I can help you with your problem," she said gathering up her saddle bags " we won't last long out there without the horses or supplies and we need to find Eston. But I can help you with your gift... Both Sen and I can travel through what I call shade I can't really explain. I am going to take us to the stables saddle the horses and I'll grab supplies. Morwen you know how to handle Bredol yes? " Deawen didn't wait for an answer, somthing glemed in her eyes as if the thought of a chance to fight gave her a joy. She shut her eyes and concentrated, she found everyfire in the citidel every fire went out suddenly, the room grew suddenly cooler. When Deawen opened her eyes again the fires flared to dangerous heights and heat. " TIme to go!" Deawen yelled over the roar of the fire. She grabbed ahold of Sen's hand " Grab hold!" Deawen held her hand out to Morwen.
It suddenly went quiet the fire rolled from the hearth and began to spread around the room like wildfire. " Ok Anira Now would be a good time for you to step in!"

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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

Deawen didn't need a second thought on her desision. " There is no way we can stand and fight and hope to live...not with My Lord Sen in his state.. I think escape is best.." she sighed and nearly jumped when the soldiers pounding suddenly started. " Do not worry Anria I can help you with your problem," she said gathering up her saddle bags " we won't last long out there without the horses or supplies and we need to find Eston. But I can help you with your gift... Both Sen and I can travel through what I call shade I can't really explain. I am going to take us to the stables saddle the horses and I'll grab supplies. Morwen you know how to handle Bredol yes? " Deawen didn't wait for an answer, somthing glemed in her eyes as if the thought of a chance to fight gave her a joy. She shut her eyes and concentrated, she found everyfire in the citidel every fire went out suddenly, the room grew suddenly cooler. When Deawen opened her eyes again the fires flared to dangerous heights and heat. " TIme to go!" Deawen yelled over the roar of the fire. She grabbed ahold of Sen's hand " Grab hold!" Deawen shouted holding her hand out to Morwen.
It suddenly went quiet the fire rolled from the hearth and began to spread around the room like wildfire. " Ok Anira Now would be a good time for you to step in!"

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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

(Sorry, Deawen, just a quick question-are you going to get us out or is Anira? I know it is probably I silly question to ask, but I just wanted to check before I posted something that you did not have in mind.)

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( It Doesn't matter, whatever you post is fine as long as we reach the stables that would be fine. If you want Anira to get us out that is cool with me Deawen is just creating the diversion. )

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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

(Okay)

Anira nodded and took hold of Morwen's hand and Imlosiel's hand. "Alright, hold on!" she called. With that a florescent light glowed from her eyes as concentrated on the power of the wind, calling upon the air to carry the group to the stables. As gales flooded into the room, it slowly lifted the group from the chambers and out into the frigid wintry air. Anira struggled to maintain her concentration as she felt the stinging blast of cold pelt against her skin. Almost there... she told herself as she gritted her teeth. The gales continued to surround the group as they made their way to the stables. Once in front of the structure, Anira commanded the wind to lower the group gently to the ground and at once its power ceased.

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Deawen waited for Anira to get them out of the room before she let the fire devour the room completely. " ok saddle the horses and I will grab supplies and hopefuly find Eston" she cringed at not knowing where Eston was. After all he was her sworn blood 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

Imlosiel eyes blinked involuntarily, both from surprise and from the blinding wind that had enveloped the companions as they made their escape. Staggering a bit as her feet made contact with the ground, Imlosiel looked toward her fellow traverlers, waiting for any hint as to what should be done next.

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Deawen ran from the stables to a nearby store room. She grabbed everything she thought they would need. by then she heard soldiers shouting orders and people screaming. It gave her a sort of grim satisfation that the cause of the screaming was from her fire. Deawen left the tack room, sticking with the shadows. Just as she rounded the corner she ran into a soldier. He looked surprized but quickly found his wits to shout. Deawen clamped her hand over his mouth. Then drew a knife and plunged into the soldier's gut. he crumpled forward with a gasp then lay still. Deawen picked up her supplies and rounded the corner. She was just about to enter the doorway when something moved in the shadows. Deawen turned prepared to fight. " Deawen" came Eston's cool voice She relaxed slightly but still was ready for a trick. Eston stepped into the light, one eye was swollen shut and he had a cut lip. "eston!" Deawen hissed with excitment " what happened to you!?" He smiled weakly and limped over to her " I am fine, where is the others?' he asked " Getting ready...we have to leave I have this horrid feeling we are no longer welcome" she said with slight humor. " good we should go beofre we a re caught... " he said stepping into the doorway into the stables.

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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

*Sen lay on his horse, having been put there by Deawen. He was furious in his helplessness. Flarenath sensed this, and nickered slightly, turning his head so that one big eye could focus on Sen. Sen strained against the invisible bonds that the stasite put over him; he willed them to loosen, and perspiration formed on his brow. Shaking with the force it took, Sen brought up a hand to grab a hold of the reigns. He smiled slightly, and took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. It was only a matter of time, now...*

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