Nuaera casually stepped aside, bringing the cloth over her head loosely as she glanced towards the others, her green eyes had taken on the look of curiousity, though she knew she would be best to leave them be.

"Unless you have need of a swordsmith's assistant, might I have your permission to take my leave?" she asked in as polite a manner as was possible for someone who had been rather rudely interupted in her travels.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

" if you wish I have no need to hinder you" she said glaring at Macar. she smiled sweetly " but if you wish to travel with us Im sure Sen and Daine wouldn't mind.."
Deawen looked at the camp and smiled " good all packed"
" four maybe five...My lord I think it would be best if we took the paths through the marshes..." she said shyly "or atleast around them.that would be what a weeks journey?" she said thinking out loud "well are we ready?" she asked putting her foot into a stirrup.



(Dear Daine WHERE ARE YOU!)

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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 must take my leave of this RPG. I am deeply sorry for this sudden departure but I need to focus on my life right now and cut down on the extra things. *bows elegantly* Farewell until we meet again

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

(i am sorry to hear that but you can always come back when ever you want We will miss you except Macar....hehe)

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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

((Sorry I thought this was dead..Oh, Macar, can you and Daine be old friends? It'll get Sen and Deawen be more inclined to accept you..if not I'll just delete this post))

Daine wanderd back into camp, whistling a tune. Catching sight of Macar she stopped mid whistle and gaped. "Macar? Macar, you old devil, I thought you were dead!" Momentarily forgeting her hunger, she raced towards him but then stoppe instantly when she saw Nuaera. "Whos the stranger?"

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Macar paused for a second, collecting his thoughts. "Daine?" He embraces her, "It has been a long time indeed!" Macar turns to Deawen, "I have no buisness in your company...or out of it for that matter. So, if you have need of another sword, you shall have mine. But one problem, I have no horse!" He chuckles in a jolly manner.


(Sorry I havent been posting. It stopped informing me via email. So I was expecting it to tell when you guys posted. Sorry. LOL.)

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Do not draw you sword without cause, do not sheath it without honor.

Deawen sighed " well seeing you and Daine are aquinted...if you want to join fine I'll let Sen here explain our situation."
"a horse!?" she breathed she regained her compusure " alright..that can be fixed..." she sighed "my lord sen i don't think i have the energy to "travel" by myself."

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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

Daine grinned devilishly nudged Macar, whispering so Deawen wouldn't hear she said. "Rather uptight isn't she? You would think someone force feed her salt and soap all her life, the way she acts. So, where ya been?"

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*Sen looked off towards the marshes, and nodded, his hands on his reigns.* We will go around the marshes; the horses will only bog us down in there, and few of us indeed know safe and true footing in there. As for rides, well, if you are to weary to travel by yourself, I'm sure Flarenath here would be more than able to carry us both.
*Sen finished, and held out a hand to Deawen.*

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

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

"Well, I have been to many places. None worth while mentioning right now." He looks to Sen. "The Bog?" He shudders at the thought, "Whats the hurry?"

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Do not draw you sword without cause, do not sheath it without honor.

((hey, I'm the guide remeber))

"If we go along this path in the northern part of the marshes, we should be able to get through without getting stuck." Daine motioned for them to follow her and set off towards the marsh.

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Macar shakes his head at Daine. And follows along, his hand firmly around the hilt of his sword. "The last thing we need is to get stuck."

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Do not draw you sword without cause, do not sheath it without honor.

"We'll only get stuck if you don't listen to me." Daine stepped lightly not making a sound, she glanced behind realizing that not all of them were following. "Oh come now! The bog isn't that bad."

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Macar follows wearily, treading lightly. "I pray that thou know what you are doing." As he speaks, his foot goes deep into the mud. He quickly pulls it out, and steps wherever Daine steps.

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Do not draw you sword without cause, do not sheath it without honor.

"Of course I know what I'm doing. I'm a thief aren't I, don't step near that log you'll go waist deep in mud." She stopped where the trail suddenly ended into a large ditch of water. "We'll have to walk through the water for a bit, don't worry you won't sink to badly in this portion."

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(Holy valar I leave for a few hours and THis!)

" i was not Fed salt and Soap!" she grumbled
Deawen Excepted Sens hand as she swung up in behind the saddle Bredol was too burdened down with saddle bags and Deawen was too weary to stay in the saddle. she wrapped her arms tightly around sen to stay on. Arenel and Bredol follwed behind without being led. Deawen started to dose off her gift wove a net of sleep before her eyes. she finally slipped into a deep sleep.
a Deep voice talked in her Dreams as she dremt of her past.
"you almost slipped...I know you don't like pain but if you do as i say I won't have to hurt you" the last words faded into her dreams. " I won't.." she mumbled in her sleep.she felt a sharp pain in her head she screamed in her dreams then the pain stopped and she woke up. she had her head resting on sen's shoulder. " i heard him again " she whispered tears weld up in her eyes.

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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