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Post by Manwë Súlimo on Dec 15, 2007 9:37:46 GMT -5
Elessar watched the elf leave so soon, but understood as many things was happening to the north. Shortly after another man came in, it was a ranger of Ithilien. Curious he watched as he wondered what the person wanted, but speaking out loud to see what the man wished."Welcome, is there anything I can help with?"He spoke and asked, stepping down from the throne as he approaching looking.
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Post by duilin on Dec 15, 2007 17:23:20 GMT -5
The Ranger responded to Telcontar question and he reply "Is there a Higher postition in the Ranger, just asking thats all."
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Post by Manwë Súlimo on Dec 16, 2007 8:38:34 GMT -5
"Sure there is, there is many ranks in the way of a warrior. However if you seek a higher rank then I am not sure I can help, if your from Ithilien and Faramir is your commander then you should speak with him. The Ithilien rangers are the best archers, but the citadel guards are higher ranked thought dressed more heavier." Elessar said in return, still watching the ranger who had appeared before him. It was interesting seeing a ranger of Ithilien traveling so far just to visit the palace of the king, specially when it was a three days march between.
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Post by Eldarion on Aug 11, 2008 10:29:52 GMT -5
As Elesser and Arwen moved to live in north, Eldarion their son was given right to rule Gondor until the day he would become king. From the city Minas Tirith he lived, controlling the area with justice and wisdom. Upon the throne Eldarion sat waiting on what news to come, hoping something interesting would appear. Outside everything was peaceful, nothing bad had happened on years and people had started to forget all worries that previous was. Still new Eldarion was at giving command and orders, but strong and clever he often could be. All around the kingdom he had guards on watch, even they did not expect things to come.
In Ithilien Faramir the Steward of the Reunited Kingdom lingered, along with his wife Eowyn and his son Elboron. In Dol Amorth, Elphir and Eldarions sister Arawyn lived and ruled, together with their three children. Throughout the few years that passed, Eldarion and Elboron became good friends and many times did they help each other. If things went bad in Ithilien, Eldarion would be one of the first to know.
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Moore
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Post by Moore on Sept 1, 2008 14:04:13 GMT -5
Two armored guards opened up the door, and like a ray of sunshine, Moore stood in the gateway. In a glimmering sky blue dress, her gorgeous body shimmered with beauty. She literly seemed to sparkle. Her beautiful face bore a look of slight confidence, as if she was ready for anything that would happen the rest of the night. Eldarion stood and stared for a long moment at the angel who just entered. Moore gently walked toward the prince and the large dining table that had been set up. She seemed to float, like a sensual angel.
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Post by Eldarion on Sept 1, 2008 14:54:07 GMT -5
As Moore finally arrived the palace of Gondor, Eldarion quickly approached to greet her. It was only a few hours since they had met, but fond he already had grown of her. She was a great beauty and surely it would be great to have her on visit, but in respect the prince would treat her as kind he was to anyone he got to know. A wagon had brought the female to the location, along with knights and servants but as she arrived and gone into the palace, the wagon sonly was dragged away into the stables. In the finest piece of clothing, Eldarion had made himself suitable to dine with a woman like Moore. Inside everything was set ready, decorated with the finest as a meal for the prince and his guest had been made. With a smile Eldarion watched his lady friend approach, but spoke as closer she came."You look beautiful, welcome..to my home."He said and took her hand to kiss it, wishing to show respect as a lot he admired her.
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Moore
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Post by Moore on Sept 1, 2008 15:02:30 GMT -5
She watched in slight apprehension as he compliemented and kissed her hand. She was slightly uneasy, but very willingly let the Prince honor her. He was quite dashing, his tried muscles just visible through his dinner gown. "Thank you." Her sweet, soothing voice spoke quietly. "You honor me so, my Lord. I do not know how express my gratitude." Her sexy blues stared deeply into her face as she spoke, as if reading his soul. It was if her face was speaking itself. Eldarion wondered what subliminal message she hid behind it.
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Post by Eldarion on Sept 6, 2008 5:28:53 GMT -5
"I am just glad you are here."Eldarion answered kindly, looking at Moore in great respect as he also wondered what she thought about him. He hoped her thoughts about him was good, cause he did not wish to be shown as a bad man. After his parents and love had left him to rule alone, he had began to think more about the people and what they wanted. Now it was his time to show how good he could be, as was the reason to why he gave the people aid as much needed. Giving them mercy whenever needed and respect. As Eldarion and Moore had entered, they sonly went to the dining hall, which was to the right now far away from the throne.
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Andromeda
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~It is such a quiet thing, to fall. But far more terrible is to admit it.~
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Post by Andromeda on Sept 9, 2008 21:29:37 GMT -5
Andromeda had arrived early that day in Minas Tirith. There was one goal in her mind today and that was to get her hands on the Palantir of Orthanc. She knew that it might be difficult, but she knew that has to get it. As she walked through the streets, she watched as the children played and the mothers worked around the houses. She was wearing a dark scarlet colored dress and the same colored robe over it. Underneath her robe, on her right arm, was her albino and most poisoness snake known in Middle-Earth, Xantho. Most people in Rohan knew that she carried a serpent and most declared that she was a sorceress, but she just brushes off the allegations.
Once Andromeda arrived at the doors of the throne-room, one of the guards let her in. As she walked inside the throne-room, she glanced around. She knew that she would have to manipulate Eldarion so that she could get as close as possible to the Palantir. Numerous ideas flooded her mind as she looked around the room, a small smile creeping onto her delicate features. Xantho's tongue flicked against her skin as her hand went down to where she was, her hand rubbing there gently.
Andromeda's lips were a gentle shade of red, but there was also something else in there. She used some of Xantho's poison on her lips, but only an amount that would paralyze someone. She was in no mood to kill anyone, let alone herself if she licked her lips. She would have to wait to use the poison, once she got the information she wanted. Andromeda looked at one of the maids, a smile forming on her face. "Go find your ruler, please." Andromeda said gently as the woman nodded and ran off to find Eldarion.
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