Tahlavain listened from the shadows, starting to regret getting this strange elf in trouble. but he is from Mordor.... she told herself. She watched cautiously, eyeing the stranger dark elf with an angered look.

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"Still think you can threaten me with that?" Niell smirked.
The dark elf scowled, "watch your tongue boy. I might have to cut it out."
Niell laughed, "really, a mute spy. I would think that would raise my value. Couldn't torture any information out of me that way could you?"

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Tahlavain leaned forward a bit to listen closer but her shoulder scraped up against the wall and she let out a muffled groan. Backing off into the shadows more, she returned to silence.

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The dark elf turned towards where Tahlavain was hiding. His eyes narrowed, "we leave for Mordor within the hour." He looked back at Niell, "whether you are able or not." He started toward the exit, as his hand strayed to a dagger hidden beneath his cloak.

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Tahlavain couldn't handle it anymore and she intercepted the dark elf, her sword drawn and pointed at him. "Walk no farther... I would have you speak with the elders and recieve judgment before you leave this city... " her eyes were cold and all sign of pain hidden beneath a steely exterior.

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The dark elf raised his brows, "you can barely walk. You are foolish indeed if you think those old elves are going to help you." He looked her over, "or if you think you can challenge me."
Niell looked up when he heard the commotion and started towards the two.

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Tahlavain straightened up a bit more. "I can walk perfectly fine, and who says one needs two arms to be able to challenge someone? And besides, I have more influence than you think..."

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~Cyclist in Training~

"She will have help...", said a voice from behind her. Haldir was brandishing Aiglos and looking TICKED OFF...

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Name: Haldir Ithillen
Race: Noldorin
Gender: Female
Parents: Gil-Galad (Father), Linardien (mother, A Maia)

Weapons: Reforged Aiglos and Aithirl

Appearance: Looks like her father, with some feminine tones to her face. Wears her father's armor and silver clothing underneath.

History: Haldir was raised in Lindon for a time, until her father and the other Noldorin left Valinor and came to M-E. Haldir was her father's escort in the Siege of Barad-dur and was present and was being held back by orcs as Sauron killed her father. Now lives in Rivendell.

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(Agh! Haldir... Aren't you with Silm in another rp? haha. You'll scare Tahlavain half to death)

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~Cyclist in Training~

(Well...I thought I'd have some fun with dark elves)

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(Besides, I can be in two places at once....HEE HEE!!! I g2g, I'll be back in about an hour.)

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(Aww... but Tahlavain was having fun, and she was gonna handle it. She's as stubborn as I am! lol !! )

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~Cyclist in Training~

(Hahaha! Bilocating! lol. See ya)

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~Cyclist in Training~

Alassea was looming in the shadows of a rather large elm not too far off from the group that seemed to be growing larger. Her dark optics fixed bemusedly at the dark elf who had revealed himself to Niell at last.
Brow arching with interest, she smirked, not caring anymore if she was seen. She sensed an odd introduction for herself in the not too far away future anyhow, and was tired of lurking; however, she remained mute as a statue, and as still as one as well.

[ <Cough.> HINT HINT. <Cough.> ]

(Challenge the dark elf, Annwyn/Alassea! ^^ lol. Here, I'll back my character off the shady evil eyed dude and you can have him. lol)

Tahlavain's grasp on her sword tightened as a wave of pain came over her stubborn stature. She backed off, realizing she couldn't handle anymore as she sheathed her blade. Holding her shoulder, she gave the dark elf a cold stare, "if someone doesn't get to you before I do(Alassea! *cough* HINT HINT *cough* lol), be sure I will be after you... no matter where you go."

At this, she walked past him, and towards Niell, her face blanched from weariness and pain.

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~Cyclist in Training~

(lol)

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