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Post by Galuwen on Jul 20, 2004 22:40:43 GMT -5
Galuwen stood and walked towards the two rangers. "Have my eyes laided upon your faces before?"
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Post by Varda on Jul 24, 2004 13:53:09 GMT -5
A small figure with a hooded cloak dismounted a tall grey horse. "Quel esta" she whispered. "Just be ready to go when I call." The horse seemed to nod his head, then he trotted off to the green field behind the Tavern.
Taowen, seeing her horse would be just fine, quietly stepped into the tavern. She walked up to the bar and sat down.
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Post by cerebro on Aug 8, 2004 21:38:56 GMT -5
gowron eyed the elf for a moment, then said," that depends on if you ever crossed swords with the order of kor before. we hail from the southern mountains and right now we are seeking a murderer most foul. we were informed that this," motions the room, "is where the villian fled. but now it seems that that information is vastly outdated!" he pounded the the bar top angerly.
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Post by Galuwen on Aug 9, 2004 10:26:46 GMT -5
Galuwen looked at the troubled man, she could almost see the fire within his eyes. Leaning over towards him she whispered, "Lle quena i'lamble tel' Eldalie?"
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Post by Anac Su-namun on Aug 18, 2004 6:49:58 GMT -5
Noin¨ªn trod the earth she was tired and so was her rider. Fegonil slid of the horses back and plodded wearily toward the door of the inn, it had taken a long time to get this far, longer than expected.
She brushed a hand through her hair, it was filthy and caked with dust from the road, the bone comb still held the hair in place over her ears, and her garb was that of Rohan and not her true woodland home.
She opened the door and a rush of noise and smells surged forward to meet her. She sighed deeply and pulled up a seat at the nearest empty table and stared around.
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Post by Galuwen on Aug 23, 2004 10:43:15 GMT -5
Galuwen's blue eyes cought sight of the women who had just entered. She look like hard-ship had befallen her. She noticed her cloths. Thinking she did look like most of the women of Rohan she had seen. Turning her attention back towards the ranger, she gave him a smile. "You are in the right place my lord." She said as she eyes traveled back to the women. And with that she queitly walk back to Linwelos and sat down.
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Post by Anac Su-namun on Aug 24, 2004 9:19:13 GMT -5
Ordering her drink, Fegonil looked around for those she had been sent for, those who would understand the plight of her people.
The age of elves had passed and men dominated but the rangers of the north the last of the heirs of Numenor knew that all the leves had not left this land but some remaind, in secret not revealing themselves to the rest of the world.
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Post by cerebro on Aug 25, 2004 23:42:53 GMT -5
"what do you mean?" goworn asked the elf, "i was told that the man i seek had left and that his trail had become as the ice on the mountainside"
gowron too saw the new arrival and was intriged by the look of her. he noticed that she wore a ring bearing a symbol of an order he thought long since extinct. filing the sight away for another time he turned back to the elf.
"do you mean to tell me that i was lied to?!" his hand went to the bow at his thigh as his hand readied itself to bring it to life.
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Post by Galuwen on Aug 31, 2004 16:02:10 GMT -5
Galuwen gave a smile form her table as all eyes were now upon him. Since his voice could be heared throughout the bar.
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Post by Anac Su-namun on Sept 4, 2004 4:14:13 GMT -5
Fegonil looked around suddenly startled by the anger in the mans voice, she had never heard such fierceness, and it frightened her.
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Post by cerebro on Sept 8, 2004 19:52:27 GMT -5
gowron's head wraped around the grip of his bow as his eyes narrowed and stepped towards the elf sitting at the table.
"i made a vow to bring this murder down for what he has done to not only my homeland but to countless others as well." he said in a voice that not vibrated through the very walls of the tavern, "and may the guiding spirit protect and save anyone foolish enough to give safe harbor to the man called martok'kern!"
with a definte snap of his wrist the broken bow flew off his hip and completely battle ready in his hand. "now where is he?!"
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Post by LadyElbereth on Nov 11, 2004 9:40:12 GMT -5
Just then a tall elven-like figure walked into the room. she looked at the other elves. the seemed familiar to her. noticing that there was trouble she quickly walked to the next room where she could hide while listening to the conversation that was going on. as she made her way to the room her plain forest green gown moved across the floor making a slight "shhhh" sound. knowing that she should have lifted her gown off the floor as she walked she quickly did so hoping no one would notice. if there was no need for her to fight then she would stay out of the conversation untill battle began if that would happen.
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Post by Anac Su-namun on Nov 12, 2004 3:42:26 GMT -5
AS the other lifted his bow, Fegonil stood up, and with one smooth motion her hand was at her side and beneath her falling cloak. She waited to see what the man would do.
She had never left her woodland home before, and had no battle experaicne, the sword that had belonged to her ftaher was too heavy for her to weild but a bow she could handle.
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Post by LadyElbereth on Nov 13, 2004 13:44:19 GMT -5
Elbereth listened intently through the wall to see if she could make out what they were saying if anything. a million questions running through her mind. 'why did i leave home?' 'why did i come here?' 'do they know im here?' 'why were those 2 so familiar?' but possibly the most important question 'what are they arguing about?' as she thought about this she stepped back a little and tripped over a bucket of water lying on the floor. 'they're sure to have heard that" she whispers. "what do i do now?"
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Post by Anac Su-namun on Nov 22, 2004 3:54:24 GMT -5
Fegonil spotted the younger elf sprawled on the ba floor, she looked terrified and she went to help her. "Don't worry" she consolled, "Stay here and you will be safe."
She lifted her to her feet and showed her where she could conseal herself, smiling she turned back to the room adnher face grew stony.
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