Rinkemen was focused on the wolf. It glanced at the group and shock it's head. It turned and ran away and Rinkemen sighed.
"I am now..."
He looked up at Radiel and frowned.
"What are you doing here?! Does your mother know you're here?!"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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"I..." Radiel searched for words, stumbling a bit over them. "I, well, left them a note." She said, avoiding Rinkemen's gaze. "I thought, I mean, you once said that you wanted me to be put out here, in the great world. And as I read your note for mother, I thought that, well, you" she mumbled, shrugging her shoulders and continued. "That you wouldn't mind me.. following you." She frowned apologizingly. "It seemed to be my only chance.."

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He slowly got up and streached his arms with a groan. He stopped and looked at her.
"You shouldn't have come. This is a dangerous path, you could get hurt then what would your mother think of me?"
He shook his head and sighed.
"You need to go home Radiel."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

Radiel looked at Rinkemen and shook her head as response. "No! I can't turn back." She looked down again, refusing to rise her gaze. "Not now."

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^/^^ Thanks to tulk.

Rinkemen shook his head and looked at disapointedly.
"Well I guess you'll have to come with me. My mission is too important to be stopped at this stage. We need to get to Edoras soon."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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Radiel looked up once again, her eyes glinting like a pair of Ýcelimï*. She was going to Rohan and nothing could stop her now. She would finally get to see the great world ahead of her, and without being too eager, she smiled and nodded.

*Elvish word for the stone called "peridot", coming from the french word "peritot" meaning "unclear". Singular form is "Úcalimë".

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^/^^ Thanks to tulk.

Airain listened to their conversation in interest. Radiel certainly did not want to go home, and Airain didn't blame her. Even after all that Radiel had gone through she was still set on going to Rohan. Airain continued listening to them but she soon decided to intervene.
"Yes, Radiel is already too far from Minas Tirith that it would be wrong to deny her the pleasure of seeing Edoras after all she's been through." Airain paused and turned to Rinkemen.
"Are you going to try to catch up with the group you were traveling with or go with us? We'll be moving at a very fast pace, and possibly arrive there before the group you were with." Airain said.

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Rinkemen looked at the elf and nodded.
"I need to be in Rohan as soon as I can get there. But even if we traveled fast we wouldn't get there before the carts. The dwarves are well ahead of us. We need to reach Edoras before dawn."
He sheathed his sword and walked onward.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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"Very well." Airain said as she grabbed Radiel by the shoulders again and walked her in front of Rinkemen. That way she'd be in the middle and not at the end. Airain then turned forward and started off a quick sprint, her feet feeling as if they weren't even touching the ground.

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LOL. Boy do I feel stupid. I was looking at your sig picture and assumed you were an elf! *slaps forehead* And I worked hard on that post, too! Oh well, I'll edit it when I get the chance. Pretend it's not there. Sorry about that.

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I am a Shieldmaiden for Christ!

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?

(It's ok, Silmarwen is an elf, but not Arinae ^^)

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Rinkemen frowned at Airain when she pushed Radiel. He walked for a while and dropped back to talk to the elf in a whisper.
"You know you don't have to push her like that."

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

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"I'm well aware that I don't have to. Has the thought ever crossed your mind that I am doing this to help her? No, of course not. I'll do things my way, because if it weren't for me you'd both be dead already so you should be thanking me instead of patronizing me." Airain said before she left Rinkemen's side and ran forward, leaving them in close range as she searched the land.

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Liran returned the bow. "You may call me Alyan." He said, hoping Rowen wouldn't blurt out anything that would make for an awkward situation. "I come from Dol Amroth, though I have not had a home in a long time. I've erred through Gondor for a few years, now."

"But.. an elf, you say?" He himself had never been around any, but from what he'd heard of them...
"I suppose that's good news for her. She definitely knew very little, if at all, about the wild."

"But you say you have stayed among elves.. have you any idea what would bring one of their kin here? I had heard the few who stayed behind preferred to stay in Lorien.."

Arinae examined the two a moment longer, wondering if they too intended to run away as did the other, and perhaps would prefer not being found out and returned, by speaking a few false statements here and there. "I may call you Alyan? That sounds as though, young master, you mean it to mean a phrase such as... 'My name is different, or longer, but you may call me such-and-such'... but let us not delve into such matters of speech, when we have a young girl to find."

Arinae smiled, then turned to the other girl. "And what might your name be? You look somewhat worn. Do you wish to ride upon Stardance for a while perhaps?" she offered kindly.

"There are still a few elves who wander, or travel from place to place, since they too at times grow weary of remaining in one place for far long, young master Alyan," she replied to his question.

"I don't mean to alarm you, but there are a few troubled elves, and they are not always kind, but still, I doubt they would bring any harm upon the girl... oh... and what may her name be? It feels impolite to just refer to her as girl..." Arinae spoke, her green eyes still survaying the two, as she smiled, remembering how she once found herself alone in the wilderness at a young age.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Amoniel was riding her horse Hareth. She was making her way to Edoras with a few more horses the might be of need there. She had her hood over her blonde hair. Even though she was alone she felt safe with four horses.

(hope thats ok, i have to go do homework...)

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