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Post by Neurion on Aug 20, 2007 0:42:05 GMT -5
Neurion sat upon his brown horse as he and one of his blood guards wound their way up the streets up Dunland looking for an Inn. Both were dressed in Rohirrim garb, Neurion had grown a small beard and had been working on his accent which now sounded like an eastern Rohirrim accent, even those few who knew Neurion well would find it hard to recognize him.
They found and Inn called the Bronze Hammer that had a stable joint onto it, after stabling their horses Neurion and his Blood Guard made their way inside where a few patrons sat around small tables. After reserving a room for the night they found a table to eat and drink at. Neurion eyed the patrons cautiously, he alone knew why he was here and where he was heading and he intended to keep it that way. These war strikin times made travell dangerous so he was looking to boost his numbers.
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Post by Feladron on Aug 20, 2007 15:13:05 GMT -5
An elf sat across the room from Neurion in a corner. Nobody accompanied him, and he made no effort of hiding his heritage. Feladron wasn't scared of them, in fact it would be quite the opposite if some one got on his bad side. Leaning against his chest was elf's staff. It never left his sight, always a part of his body made contact with it.
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Post by Neurion on Aug 21, 2007 22:32:11 GMT -5
Neurion's eyes scanned the room again and noticed an elf his eyes caught contact with the elves before Neurion looked back at his meal. If Neurion wanted to get some people to accompany him he would have to speak up. "If anybody wishes to join myself and my companion travelling towards mirkwood then we will welcome it. These times are dangerous and it would not be safe for us to travel alone." Neurion said standing up, half the people were to drunk to even hear what he had said, so he sat back down, if anyone wanted to they could come to his table.
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Post by Christian on Aug 23, 2007 21:12:05 GMT -5
" Mirkwood aye?" A cloaked stranger, sitting adjacent to Nuerion jeered. " What would possibly be in Mirkwood, besides spiders?"
" Dol Guldor." The man sitting to his left said coldly, " A place of power, one of many i am told in those woods."
" Yea, but how many come out?" Another pitched in. This was how a bar conversation started and as such, one had started now. The tavern was soon after roaring with tales of Mirkwood, people's own encounters and stories, most of them tall tails. After a while, a man came over to Neurion. He was tall, broad shoulders, cloaked but you could tell there was armor underneath his garbs. " I'll join. I am going that way anyway. Where's your friend?" Cristin asked, taking off his hood. Now, Cristin didn't know if Neurion was familiar with him as of late. That had fought with each other before, but not in close range to see each other's faces.
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Post by Neurion on Aug 24, 2007 7:22:36 GMT -5
Neurion sat down as the men in the pub began to argue over pointless matters, Neurion took a large drink of his ale when a cloaked figure walked up to the table. "Ahh good news." Neurion said as the man said he wished to join. "Wheres my friend?" Neurion asked puzzled, what friend? he thought to himself. "Here, have a seat i shall buy you an ale if you want one. I plan on leaving towards Mirkwood tomorrow morning, i shall see if anyone else wishes to join before i depart tho. Names Rhodry." Neurion said holding out his hand.
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Post by Christian on Aug 24, 2007 7:33:27 GMT -5
Cristin sat down in the chair across the table from Neurion. " Cameron. That is what they call me." Cristin said calmly and looked across the room at the remaining people in the pub. Unless something earth shattering happened, they probably weren't going to get any more people. " I don't drink." Cristin said and leaned back against his chair, waiting there.
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Post by Feladron on Aug 26, 2007 9:34:34 GMT -5
Mirkwood? Ha just because I'm an elf does not mean I would go to Mirkwood. That Feladron thought before the Pub began to argue about Dol Guldor. It caught his interest greatly. There were secrets to learn at Dol Guldor even if it was a ruined fortress. Powerful people had been in Dol Guldor. The elf used his staff to get up and slowly walk over to the two men. Feladron turned to look at Neurion. "I'd be interested in joining you Rhodry." He said with a sly grin. "My name is Feladron." Unlike the two other men he did not try to hide his name. At the moment he was nobody important, but the elf assured himself that would change in all due time.
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Post by Christian on Aug 27, 2007 8:06:09 GMT -5
Cristin looked at the newcomer. He was well built, seemed to be sturdy. That was good. If for some reason they did find themselves engaged in battle, hopefully this man could defend himself. However, Cristin didn't like the unknown so he went right out and asked the question, " Are you skilled with a blade Feladron?" He asked calmly, running his hand to his waist and over what was obviously a sword hilt.
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Post by Feladron on Aug 27, 2007 14:26:52 GMT -5
The elf smiled, his hand reached for his waist. It pushed aside some of his robe revealing a sword. "Well of course... " He paused. "But a sword can only do so much, Don't you think so? "
Feladron then took a seat next to the two. For some reason they seemed like important people yet their names meant nothing to him.
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Post by Christian on Aug 27, 2007 16:01:13 GMT -5
He smirked and shrugged, " Depends on the user, a sword can do all that is needed if the wielder is good enough my boy." He smirked and then moved his hand up to the table and rested them peacefully. " I am Cameron." He said calmly and looked over at Nuerion. " Waiting for anyone else?" He asked.
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Post by Neurion on Aug 27, 2007 22:55:19 GMT -5
"Well your welcome to join us Feladron." Neurion said then watched as the two argued over swords. "Perhaps, i am in no rush, if others wish to join then i will be here for a few ales before leaving." Neurion said.
"Is that alright with you two?" Neuiron asked looking at both Cameron and Feladron.
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Post by Christian on Aug 28, 2007 11:29:20 GMT -5
Cristin shrugged and sat back in his chair. " Well it is fine with me. Although, i might turn in here i a bit. I am in a room upstairs." Cristin told and looked at Neurion, " Are you staying here tonight? If i turn in a bit early, where should i meet with you?" Cristin asked.
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Post by Neurion on Aug 29, 2007 22:37:14 GMT -5
"If we don't see each other before tomorrow, meet at the stables at dawn." Neurion said with a commanding tone, tho he wasn't ordering them about. Looking about he though that perhaps this was the group that he would travel with as no one else in the pub seemed interested. Neurion took another gulp of the refreshing ale, tho it wasn't as good as the ale back home he thought to himself.
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Post by Christian on Aug 30, 2007 7:38:32 GMT -5
Cristin nodded his head and rose to the table. " I will go then, we have a long day ahead of us and i will need my beauty sleep." He said and laughed at the though. " Good night gents." He announced, " At dawn." he said, looking at Neurion and then turned and walked to the stairs and up them.
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Post by Feladron on Aug 30, 2007 14:23:29 GMT -5
The elf let out a humph at the warriors last comment. "I concur." He got up and made his way to the inn keeper. "I would like the key to my room sir." The man looked at him oddly. "You need to pay sir." Feladron sighed and tapped his staff lightly. The man had weak will power, and the elf now appeared as one of the inn keepers earlier customers. "Oh yes I'm sorry for a second you looked distinctly different." Feladron grinned. "Must be the lighting." He said grabbing hold of the key. The elf left to 'his' room which was empty. He had gotten lucky that the man had given the inn keeper his keys.
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