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(i'll take that as a challenge)

Azura stormed through the maze of huts in a black flurry of fabrics. She was smoldering in anger. She turned suddenly and stormed into a fimiliar hut. She was temporaily blinded by the sudden dimness of the hut but she shook it off. " Ecthl..." she started to say but she stopped herself just as she recived a hostile look.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(( I'll be jumping in later as they move out of this place.... ))

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(( Same here ))

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Evil twin of: Inwe Calaelen

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Azura no stranger to danger reached for a dagger at her side as she sensed Ecthlion reach for his dagger. If she was known by her boots she was imfamous with her spurs. She didn't flinch as the knife embedded it'self just at eye level.
She narrowed her eyes as he came threateningly close to her, she was ever aware that nearly anyone could overpower her. Now whether they lived afterward or not was another matter. " Becareful Ecthlion with a flick of my wrist I could change your perspective of life." Azura warned, it was no empty threat with a fluid motion that was barely noticiable she had drawn a thin line dagger and held it so that if he attacked the blade would slip between his ribs. Her face showed little emotion but her azure mercenary eyes danced with humor. " What no hello?" she asked mockingly, she loved to dance between dangerous and and just plain deadly. With her free hand she shoved him backwards slightly. " The captains say we leave before sundown but I am not so sure this to be true. I figured you might want to know." She said as if it really didn't intrest her.
Azura scuffed her boot slightly, her spurs twinkled and jingled in time with her boot.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

(lol love that line)

Ecthlion smiled again as she drew the dagger, Azura was fun to play with. The threats he knew would be carried out if he did not mind his manners but Ecthlion knew how to toy with Azura, as she did him. He began to step closer, just to annoy her, so that the dagger would indeed kill him if she did not move. But she pushed him back and gave him the news. "I do not wish to travel with him." he said as surely as he had ever spoken. "Do you not feel as if greater challenges lye elsewhere?" he began spinning on his heel so he looked her in the eye. "That we could truly test ourselves outside of Harad? Do you not want to see where your limits are?" He stopped there for he knew Azura was indeed listening.

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Azura snorted " I have tested myself beyond Harad,and.." she paused then smiled wickedly. All that gave warning to her next move was the jingle of her spurs. Before Ecthlion knew what happened Azura swung her right leg towards him hooked his left leg and pulled both of his legs out from under him, resulting with him on his back. Azura took a couple of steps towards him spurs jingling. " And I know my limitations." She smiled down at him. " But I'll tag along to make sure you stay out of trouble."

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

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Azula sheathed the thin line blade and looked at Ecthlion's hand unsure on what to do. " Deal." she said placing her hand delicately on his. Azula was as complicated in her manners she could be lady like, delicate and aloof. But at any give moment she could transform in the perfect warrior always on her toes.
She smiled genuinely as he flicked her spur but she was ready to spring should he try anything. The two together were like two scorpions, circling each other testing each others weakness. Both aware of the other's strength but yet still testing.
"where shall we go?" she asked moving around him, slowly circling him, a single eyebrow raised in question.

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

( btw I know a friend that wants to join this rp is it too late for him to join?)

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

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Azura tiled her head to the sinde sending her ebony curls tumbling. " Sounds like you have a plan." she said causually she showed a trace of boredom but not enough to drive her away. She saw a strange light pass over Ecthlion and she inwardly became curious. " Lead and I will follow"

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home

Name: Raith Shadethistle
Race: Numenorian
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Appearance: Darkly tanned from years under the sun, dark brown wavy hair that falls to his shoulders. He is clean shaven, with thickset eyebrows and deep, steel blue eyes. His jaw is firm set, and rarely creased by a smile. He is well built, but not overly muscular; his body and clothing is hidden beneath a blackened steel breastplate, and a dark green cloak is draped over it all.
History: Betrayed doubly by one he once thought was his friend, he was left in command when Lucia left Maleon's service. He bears a deep hatred of Gondorians and elves, as he sees them as responsible for taking away his friend, and what was rightfully his... He now serves as Maleon's captain and emmisary, and it is for this reason he was sent to Ecthlion, to offer his own aid, and the words of his master, Maleon.
Weapons: a shortbow, and a long, thin, curved blade; a two-handed Nodachi bearing a name in a language of which even Raith does not know...
Attitude: Raith prefers silence over speech, though when he does speak, his words are for a purpose, and whether they are kind or harsh depends on the purpose they need to serve. He has his own form of honor, with which he justifies fighting on the side he does. His mannerisms are cold and calculating; any sort of happiness he had was stolen away from him when Lucia left.

*Raith stood a short ways away from the camp; he had left his horse a ways back, preferring to approach on foot. His cold gaze swept the meager collection of tents; he wondered why his master had sent him here. Yet Maleon believed there was work for him to do, and he could do nought but obey. He smirked, as he spotted the largest tent, standing out from the others. Of course; the leader's tent was always the grandest. He strode into the camp, barely sparing the others there a nod in greeting as he stopped in front of the tent.*
Ecthlion, I have been sent by Lord Maleon, and I would have an audience.

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"True Evil cannot be reckoned with. Only Defeated." - Sen L I Starfire

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Azura hardly flinched when the stranger walked into the hut, she was used to people milling about, entering and leaving some with purposes some without.
She was more surprised at Ecthlion's reaction "Jumpy aren't we?" she asked her voice laced with acerbity. She draped herself across a chair then watched the stranger with steady eyes. " Calm down Ecthlion..." she soothed from her perch. " I am sure whatever this man has to say is worth the wait."

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Lips, ripe as the berries in June
Red the rose, red the rose
Skin, pale as the light of the moon
Gently as she goes

as always a hero comes home