half a league away from here, on my horse, a few minutes

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Meleth rolled her eyes. "This is idiocy. Dernhelm, let me off this instant, you have no right to treat me so. It need not come to a duel, use your common sense!"

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Anarane glanced at him. "why hidden from the elves?"

it is not hidden from all elves, galadriel and celeborn made it for me, and Haldir is the only other elf who knows

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[I have to go, continue without me. Anarane, you can be my characters if you need. Thanks! (Hope it works out!)]

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

so, are we to leave?

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(sigh)
"Fine, go. We shall follow. Untie her though, in the very least."

i will untie her, but shes stays on the horse. i love her, i dont want to risk her life

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I am my love, and you are not in the posittion right now to threten me with death

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[font=Arial, sans-serif](Mind if I join?)

Name: Calath "Cala" Ailnariel

Race: Elf (Wood Elf)

Class: Rogue

Age: 18 (appears older)

Father: Laniuniel

Siblings: Her brother, Oruin . . .

Weapons: A bow and two swords resembling katanas

Personality: Cold, distant, and restless.

Companions: Halsana or "WindFoot" her black stallion and Huan her falcon

History: Cala grew up with a love for fighting, but it was always stifled by her over-protective father, mostly because of the death of her mother when Cala was born and that she was the princess of the kingdom, to take place after her father had gone. She got tired of idling in the palace and snuck away with her horse, Halsana one night and her father became angry and banished her from the kingdom, so now she goes wherever she wishes, helping those in need but is slow to trusting anyone, even those she cares about most. She has but one desire but keeps it hidden from everyone around her; to find the man that she will fall in love with...

Appearance: Dark, jade green eyes. Unlike most of the people of her race, she had long, silvery hair down to her waist with streaks of crimson red here and there. She was not muscular, but she was not skinny, she was very lean. She wore a black shirt clinging to her lean build, the sleeves had been torn off and it bore the insignia of a golden vine design on the front. And she wore emerald green pants tied neatly to her waist. She had a forest green cloak bound about her shoulders by a broach fashioned in the likeness of an eagle. She had fine, tan skin, which was unusual considering Elves were mostly fair skinned. And she had a black feather earring pierced on her left ear. She had two swords strapped on each hip, resting in black, leather scabbards. And her bow was strapped over her left shoulder, her quiver on her right. [/font]

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My fu is better than your fu!
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Jesus: *Pokes Satan* Is it...Alive?

(lol forget that last post)

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"She may ride with you."

kk, araniel, can u jump in when we reach outpost?
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come, we flee to the outpost

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Sure, just let me know when that happens! I'll be here!

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My fu is better than your fu!
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Jesus: *Pokes Satan* Is it...Alive?

Anarane looked back at her fellow elves, and she then accepted a horse from one of them. "Lead the way Dernhelm."

ok, my men should be there already. we ride.(several minutes later they arrive) we are here, meleth please strip down and lay on the bed

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