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Name: Eleniel
Age: 24
Appearance: Long, dark red hair, very pale skin and sapphire-blue eyes. Tall and icy.
Personality: Determined, faithful, strong-minded and intelligent.
Background: An ambassador of Gondor, she lives alone in Minas Tirith.

Eleniel sat in the corridor where she had been left; the door was closed. She looked at her surroundings; it was deadly quiet, and she didn't like it. She had come to talk with the new queen of Angmar and she wasn't getting anywhere. She rose from her seat. She was wearing the Gondorian colours of black and silver, and her hair was twisted back from her face.
She opened the door quietly and peered out.

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

I'll the be one remaining counseller then.

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And as he looked into her eyes
Within the auburn of her hair
The trembling starlight of the skies
He saw there mirrored bright and fair

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Would it be alright if I joined? This sounds like so much fun!

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Wife of Beren

(Sure, precious, just post your bio )

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Deawen sat passivly no expression passed over her face though her hands tucked neatly in her lap figited. " I was under the impression that we were trying to show gondor we mean no hostility, pretense or not. If an ambassador is turned away, it reflects our supposed hostility which might complicate things...." she began smoothly a trace of a smile turned the corners of her lips. " What the ambassador said?"
" simply that she was here to speak with you, about what I could not fathom, most likely the usual transactions that occur between royalty." she smiled fully this time beofre finishing. " I think we will have to watch this one, she is clever, and dangerous, I personaly think she was sent to make sure we are still humble towards Gondor...." she began to methodically trace the rim of the glass goblet that sat before her, making a humming noise.

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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

Vanmoriel sighed heavily and then turned to Calanon.
"I guess we shouldn't send the letter away, then."
She points to the broken glass on the floor. "Someone should clean that. I will go out and talk to the ambassador. I want everything to be clean and everyone to be prepared, when I return."

Vanmoriel strides out of the door, forces a smile and then bows. "My name is Vanmoriel, Queen of Angmar, daughter of the Witchking of Angmar and I am happy to welcome you." She stretches her hand out and bows again.
"I am sorry for the delay, we still have some problems now and then and nobody told me you were here.", she sighed and smiled. "We still have to improve a lot of things, but I think we're on the right way.
Do you want me to show you the sanified fortress?", she smiles kindly and offers her arm.

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Eleniel smiled tightly at Vamoriel's title. She herself was hostile towards anyone who had once been involved with the Witch King, especially their daughter, but she had been sent here to do a job, and this was no time for personal disputes. "My name is Eleniel," she said smoothly, her smile now perfecting itself. She took Vamoriel's arm carefully. "I am so pleased that we are able to meet each other and put our countries disputes in the past."

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

She laughs seemingly friendly and then leads her into the hall. "Before I show you the rest of the fortress, that is not as important as this hall, I want to introduce you to my counsellors."
Vanmoriel walks over to the table, followed by Eleniel.
"My dear friends, this is Eleniel from Gondor, she came to fulfil our desire, she wants to help us to sort things out and make peace and maybe even contract a friendship with the kind King and brave folk of angmar."
She smiles and then steps back.

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"I am very pleased to meet you," Eleniel said to the counsellors, hiding her outrage that anyone could serve under a queen who was the daughter of the evil creature that had so heartlessly attacked Minas Tirith, killing so many people. Her smile widened, blue eyes glittering. "My king would so dearly love to make peace. His is newly come into his reign, and alliances are important. It is important for countries to be true to one another." She stressed the importance of her last sentence.

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

Deawen stood up when Vanmoriel and Eleniel came into the room, only out of protocal. Had it been anyone other than her queen she most likey would not have even bother glancing at the door, seeing it beneath her to do so. She gave her best sweetest smile she could, expertly masking any true emotion. " Ambassador Eleniel, it is good to see you again..." Deawen said politely with a bow. She gracefully stepped around the great table to the the two. She glanced at Vanmoriel, silently asking if she wanted her to take things from here? After all it was her job to deal with ambassadors.

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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

Eleniel inclined her head slightly. "Deawen," she said politely, thoughts running through her mind about how to deal with these people. She had a sharp brain, that was why the king had chosen her. "I understand we are to discuss matters concerning our two countries."

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

(Mrs. Haldir and Freya Baggins, don't you want to join?

She smiled and stretched her hand out to Deawen. "Deawen will now take care of you. She can show you the rest of the fortress.", Vanmoriel nods and then steps back. "Oh, and Eleniel?", her smile grows brighter. "Do you want to take part in our New-Fortress-Dinner tonight? You will get to know a lot of people there and you can learn something about the ancient customs of this land."

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And what kind of customs would those be, Eleniel asked herself, smiling at the queen as she thought. "That sounds entertaining," she said smoothly, and looked towards Deawen, waiting to be shown around.

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

Deawen curstied deeply to her queen. Then turned her attention back to Eleniel, " Shall we? " she asked motioning for the door. " I think we shall start with the western wing," she snapped her fingers and out of the shadows stepped a servant, or slave, it was hard to tell from the moderate clothing. The servant obediantly follwed in near perfect step behind Deawen. After awhile in silence Deawen began to explain how the fortress had become what it was. " This fortress is one of many strongholds my Queen rules over, She chose this one because of it's taste, and easy location to gondor, hoping we could set up an alliance." she said, carefully telling half truths and half lies. " I have never been to gondor, but I have heard the white city has seven layers, this is true?" she asked seeming ignorant, like a spoiled child. better for you to think I am naive than what I really am" she thought to her self

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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

"Eight layers," Eleniel replied pleasantly, following Deawen. "You should know, after all, the queen's own father attacked it not long ago." She smiled perfectly, her words sweet.

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~~Siggy by Lembas~~

" I was not there so I would not know." she said simply as they came to a small garden. " My former King's buissnes was not my own then, My world only consisted of my Queen, after all she is the only heir to the throne, I had to make sure she was safe, could you blame me for that?"
She asked stopping, her light blue eyes placid. Deawen's gaze was light and yet observant.

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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