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Post by Neurion on Sept 4, 2007 0:30:51 GMT -5
Neurion rose from the lumpy mattres in the room that he had stayed in for the night, he was still slighty hungover as he and his bloodguard had stayed up for a while drinking. The tip of the sun was just visable on the horizon. Neuiron quickly got dressed then ran down to the stables where he saddled his horse and waited for the others to arrive.
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Post by Feladron on Sept 4, 2007 14:25:31 GMT -5
Feladron had woken up early, he was already waiting for the others. The elf did not like sleep to him it was a waste of time. Yet it was needed. "Hello.... Rhodry" He leaned against his staff, "You wouldn't have a spare horse would you." The elf stared at the mans eyes. His will was strong perhaps to strong for a normal man.
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Post by Christian on Sept 4, 2007 15:52:22 GMT -5
Cristin came down to the stable, his horse was already inside. Cristin walked to Neurion and greeted him. " Hello there. Sleep well?" He asked and moved to his brown horse and launched himself into the saddle. He cracked his neck and looked back at Neurion and then at Feladron. He was still there in the morning. A shock. Cristin would see how long he lasted.
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Post by Neurion on Sept 4, 2007 23:13:01 GMT -5
Neurion laughed at Feladron. "Why would i have a spare horse?" Neurion said, "I am not a wealthy man and i have no need to take spare horse with me. You will either have to ride with me or buy your own." Neurion replied. Feladrons eyes brought back memories of Faeora's eyes, yet somthing distant and dark lay in those of Feladron. "No i think it would have been more comfortable of i had slept outside." Neurion said turning to Cameron then back to Feladron. "You could always take one of the horses stabled here, we will be long gone before anyone notices."
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Post by Feladron on Sept 5, 2007 17:36:41 GMT -5
Feladron smirked, "Well what was I thinking ofcourse your not a wealthy man just look at you." He turned around and made his way to the stable master. The elf would pull the same trick he did on the inn keeper execpt this time he would make the man see and feel the money. Yes the elf did have money yet he did not feel like wasting it. With magic there was no need of money.
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Post by Christian on Sept 6, 2007 22:01:33 GMT -5
" So, shall we begin then since we are all here? There is no use in wasting time that can be better served doing something other than waiting." Cristin announced and gently pushed his heals into his horses side and the horse moved ahead a bit into the doorway of the stable. " Ladies?" he asked with a smile.
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Post by Neurion on Sept 9, 2007 2:58:51 GMT -5
Neurion and his disguised Blood Guard both navigated their way out of the stables into the empty paths of helms deep. "We will head towards fangorn forest, be watchfull at all times."Neurion said in his fake Rohirrim accent. He looked at the few passing people, Athora was supposed to have met him here but obviously she would see them soon, if not he woul have to carry on without her.
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Post by Feladron on Sept 9, 2007 15:33:10 GMT -5
"I doubt anything shall go array on our journey, and if so... I know there is at least one man here capable of handling misfortunes." He said, talking of himself of course as he got on his newly 'bought' horse. It was a strong and young white horse.
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Post by Christian on Sept 9, 2007 17:36:13 GMT -5
" You're absolutely correct. I know i can protect myself and all of you. Neurion, i trust that you don't need protecting. However, this pretty boy here might." He said and looked at Feladron as he rode past them to Neurion who was in the lead. He rode up to him, " How did we get a pretty boy?" Cristin asked calmly, looking back at Feladron. Cristin and Neurion were both hardened warriors and it showed in their faces and on their hardened bodies.
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Post by Neurion on Sept 9, 2007 22:11:32 GMT -5
Neurion laughed as 'Cameron' referred to Feladron as a pretty boy."Well everyone knows elves are more worried about their looks than anything else. Thats why they always turn up to battle late, they have to make sure they look good first." As they passed through the gates of Helms Deep Neurion felt a fresh wind on his face, digging his heels into his horses side he headed towards Fangorn forest, at the moment they would be safe but once out of Rohan there was bound to be groups of rebels and thieves waiting for the weary travellers.
Neurion turned back over his shoulder to look at Feladron. "Don't worry, we'll make sure nothings scars your pretty face." Neurion yelled over the rushing wind that wipped his hair about. Looking back towards the horizon Neurion thought about where he was going, they might think he was headed for Mirkwood but he had other intentions after that.
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Post by Feladron on Sept 10, 2007 14:13:23 GMT -5
Feladron rode at the rear. He pretended to not hear them and moved his hair aside. "What did you say?" He said chuckling. They were lucky the elf liked the two, he would allow them to openly mock him. Due to the fact it entertained the elf. " Ah I do not know what I would do if my face was scared."
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Post by Christian on Sept 10, 2007 21:33:06 GMT -5
Cristin tapped Neurion's shoulder, " Look at him play with his hair. I don't even hardly have hair." He whispered and kept riding. This was going to be an interesting ride. He looked back at Feladron every now and then to make sure he hadn't fallen off or hit a branch. He, however spent most of his time speaking with Neurion.
" So what is our purpose, just to go to our destination? I mean, we have to have a purpose other than that." Cristin said calmly.
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Post by Neurion on Sept 10, 2007 22:04:39 GMT -5
"All i want is to make it to Mirkwood alive." Neurion said lieing through his teeth.
Everyone had a hidden agenda, he had one and he expected that Cameron and Feladron would have one aswell. After getting to Mirkwood Neurion would try and leave them and head towards Dale, if his sources were right thats where he needed to go before he could get more information. The sun was now high in the sky, around noon, Neurion kept his eye on the mountains in the distance thats what he was following. "Another few hours then we'll stop and make camp." Neurion said, they were still on the plains of Rohan but now there were no more villages or people to be seen.
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Post by Athora on Sept 11, 2007 2:36:33 GMT -5
The small hill was still a mile off from the group of three as a rider sat on a brown shabby looking mare. Under the noon sun gold reflected off the rider’s hair, like so many of the Rohrrim in the land. A brown cloak warped around the figure as she watched the riders as they moved closer, her suspicion that it did not contain the person she was looking for was growing as she watched. The worst that could happen that she was wrong she could out ride them, she was lighter and even though her horse looked shabby, nothing like her original horse that Dunland knew, she had discovered it had amazing amount of stamina and even speed when they needed it.
Wearing the farming outfit of a Rohrrim woman the rider also had a sword at her side, the rider was not impressed that it was not her own but she was not willing to carry her own black bladed sword. She also had her claws hidden on her hand, she wouldn’t use them unless she had to but she was not willing to go into enemy territory without them.
The three riders where close now, there faces becoming more clear and they surprised her.
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Post by Feladron on Sept 11, 2007 21:39:28 GMT -5
The elf grinned and then began to chuckle. His laughter seemed to be one of a mad man. Yet at the same time there was some sanity in his laughter. It was perhaps a laugh that couldn't be described. Ah that fool Cameron actually thought I was playing with my hair, I do not belive he fell for it. This is turning out better then I thought. The less they thought of him the better. Feladron waved as he noticed Athora. Now he attempted to make the other two men belive he was friendly. It did not only entertain him but would also hide his true intention.
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