Rinkemen nodded.
"I supose so. We wouldn't want to make a scene now would we?"

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"Oh, dear, no. You'd be much too ashamed." Airain said, without an explanation as she looked over to Radiel and Rowen.
"Rowen, did you enjoy today?"

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"Er...yes, I suppose," Rowen replied awkwardly. So much had happened that she really didn't know how to respond. "Your lessons were very interesting...though I'm already rather sore, "she added with a rueful smile. Returning to her plate, she inspected the humble Rohan fare- it was not far different from what she might eat at home. Munching upon a piece of bread, she glanced back up at the Elf.

[OOC: I know that "munching upon" isn't a strictly medieval phrase, but check The Two Towers, Tolkien used it! ]

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Taking a bite of a green and juicy apple, Radiel turned to Airain. She glanced her teacher before speaking.
"Are you coming with us back to Minas Tirith?"

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Amoniel went and sat with the group. She grabbed a piece of fruit and started nibbling on it.

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"Oh yes, Radiel..wouldn't miss it." Airain said, taking a glance at Rinkemen then turning back to Radiel with a sly grin.
"It's rather sad, though, that the journey will end there for you. Since, I'm sure your parents and Rinkemen won't allow you to continue on with this quest. Perhaps it's for the best though?" Airain said, more so implying it as a question to see how Radiel would answer.

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(Hmm... We *should* have reached the Hall first, seeing as we didn't stop by the houses at all. Hopefully this fixes it.)



Liran smiled and took up his staff when Arinae agreed to accompany him, and they headed up the hill to the Golden Hall. When they got near, they could see stablehands and servants, Liran thought they were, who were outside the Hall's stables readying a dozen or so horses for a ride and packing saddlebags. Of course. Liran had forgotten the party would be going by horse. He winced inwardly. He felt much more comfortable on is own feet than on any mount. And yet if he was to go he'd have to ride, or else he'd have a hard time keeping up.

He turned to his companion and grinned. "I'm going to do some .. finding out. Hopefully this doesn't make me too conspicuous.." he added, plucking his clothing. He nodded to her and walked to the group of people. Seeing one who looked friendly, he greeted him, and engaged him in a brief conversation. He managed to understand that Eomer was indeed leaving, with an escort and a group of strangers.. in short, nothing he didn't already know. Not without pressing him and seeming overly inquisitive, which was not the point. So he soon bade the fellow farewell, and returned to where he'd left Arinae.

She had gone. On some asking around of her own, probably. He looked around, but she was nowhere to be seen, and the dirt was packed too hard for her to have left any footprints. He shrugged and started walking around the Hall's large stone foundation, wondering if she'd gone around as well, and hoping his behavior would not seem too suspicious to the number of soldiers he could see standing in various places on the wall. Luckily, it did not. But no Arinae either. As he found his way back to the front of the foundation, he noticed two short figures climbing the wide stone steps and vanishing through the heavy doors. He blinked. Rowen and Radiel, again? It had certainly looked like them. And yet.. that would just be too much coincidence!

His curiosity was definitely aroused. After hesitating a moment, he scratched an arrow pointing towards the Hall in the dirt with the end of his staff, hoping that Arinae would see it if she should return, and followed up the stairs. His breath caught when he saw the two guards standing besides the open doors. He bowed to them automatically, and they nodded back solemnly. He gave them a quick glance. They didn't look as if they meant to stop him, so he gingerly walked in, hoping nothing would happen. Nothing did. They must have been told to allow entry to a party of Gondorians.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and blinked for a minute before his eyes adjusted to the dimness, compared to the bright sunlight outside. When they did, he made out a large table at the far end of the hall with numerous people siting around it. Ah, a meal. Suppressing a feeling of guilt from snooping around, he quietly walked closer, along a wall, and stood as discreetly as he could next to a column. A tall elf in a black cloak walked in shortly after, and joined the others at the table. It didn't take long before he heard from the tones that the conversation had heated up a bit. More tension. He shook his head, and wondered whether or not to show himself.

(Uh..Mire, I didn't mean that in a bad way lol. I meant it like it was bad that you'd have to end your journey when we got back. Do you want me to just roll with it or make another post?)

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Mire's posts are dissapearing like mad! What the heck is going on?

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I was Nienor before Nienor was cool. *nods coolly*
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Who wants to join me in bringing back the lady?

I know! I came back and noticed that the post she made in response to mine disappeared...where is Mire anyway? lol

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I deleted the one I made first, the.. uh.. reply to you, Even, where I go all attack-y on you. And I deleted Vor's. But that's all.

Anyhow. I'll post ASAP.

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(@_@ Oh great... I'm confused already... not good... Well, I'll post soon if I can, but just got through a long ordeal of a post for my own rp, so I'm plum worn out >< )

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"It is better for us, I am sure," Rowen responded slowly, "but to be perfectly honest...I suppose I'll personally feel a bit left out. Though I've certainly had my fill of adventure for now," she finished, casting a sidelong glance at her friend.

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I was Nienor before Nienor was cool. *nods coolly*
Kudos to Kitoky for the fabulous signature set, and art credit to engelszorn.
Who wants to join me in bringing back the lady?

Rinkemen nodded.
"Indeed. The faster we get home the better."

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Radiel cast down her gaze, knowing that Airain's words were factual. She wanted her quest to maintain, not meander back to the routine days of usual. As she finished the apple, she broke off a small piece of bread and gradually began eating. Turning to her teacher, she awkwardly changed focus on the matter.
"The ride, how long ought it take?"

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"Four days at the most, if we ride fast which I'm sure lord Eomer will want to. We have wasted enough time here."
Rinkemen burped and wiped his mouth.
"Excuse me. So what of your friends Rowen? Do they join us?"

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