Estel looked at the two, and sighed. She suddenly felt a longing. She wanted friends like these. Somewhere in the depths of her mind, she remembered not having any. Closing her eyes tight, a small glimpse of memory came to her, and she saw it through closed eyes.
<i>She had been watching for a while, learning the game. She figured out the rules, and wanted to play with the other kids. She stepped a little closer to them, and had asked a passing girl quietly, “May I play too?â€

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

Estel was making some improvement with her memory, i still wasnt sure why she lost. the town was not too far ahead and a night on a bed seemed like a great idea to me.

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As if you could kill time without injuring eternity

I am the darkness that creates the shadow....i am the essence of night its self.... i am gone before u even knew i was here...

(if you guys are getting sick of the whole lost memory, i'll drop it. i thought it'd add some spice to the rpg... but maybe i'm killing it. lol. i could care less either way, so let me know)

"Are we close?" she asked quietly, feeling a headache coming on. She suddenly felt extremely tired, and her eyelids heavy. She wanted sleep. She wanted to escape into a world where she didnt have to think... where things didnt have to make sense.

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

"Do you see the road? around the hill, then we shall be there. My house is up the hill, as is Deawen's. I don't know how my house will be, since my father and brother are dead, and I had to ask a very...shall we say fickle and airheaded...woman to look after it. The group headed up the hill. When Morwen got to her house, she went to the door. It had been boarded up. Well, she thought, at least it hasn't burnt down. She took her sword and used the pommel to knock out the boards. She forced the door open and went in. Everything looked the same except in the front room except for a thick layer of dust. All the furs and blankets had been kept in a chest to keep them clean. She grabbed a rag and began to dust. "It is a bit dusty, but someone could sleep here tonight!" she called to the others who were still outside. After a few minutes, most everything was clean. The air was dusty, causing her to have a sneezing fit. "Bletsian mic!" she sneezed. "Deawen *sneeze*, how is your house? Is Adrod there?"

(Here is the village again, and if it doesn't work, oh well.)
[img]<img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v600/morwen_westfold/RohanHamlet.jpg" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com">[/img]

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

(cool picture! did you draw it?)

Estel sneezed tremendously, and her eyes where watery. Her breaths where a bit weezy, and she quickly made for the door.
"I'm sorry, but I have never done well in the dust."
she said, and stepped outside for fresh air. She looked around the small town. Few where about. Two children darted about, laughing.
"I'm going to the blacksmith." she called in to them. "and then to buy some food for the rest of the journey."
With that, she began to walk off. The town seemed so farmilar. She walked directly towards the small blacksmith shop, each step towards it was known. She went inside. It was dark, and the air was thick with smoke. But Estel didnt mind. A man was bent over his work in the corner.
"Excuse me, sir." she said quietly, not to scare him. He turned and glanced at her before rising and approaching.
"What can I do for you ma'm?"
"My sword is dull, and I would like it sharpened. If possible, I would like to purchuse another aswell. About the same length and width."
The man nodded, taking her sword.
"I'll see what I have."

after buying a sword, she went to the store while he sharpened her first one. she purchased some dried grain, dried fruit and dried meat, aswell as wineskins to hold water in. They could fill up at a spring. after picking up her sword, she headed back to the house to see what progress they had made.

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

(i shall expect i will never eat kettle corn again )

Deawen stood outside her house she was thinking when was the last time she had been home was it a year or was it two? she could not remember. she did not heed the others words she then relized she was cold. Deawen went to her house's door the was light on the inside Deawen knocked on the door the was the sound of heavy boots scuffing the wooden floor. the door creaked open a tall man with jet black hair and light eyes(no sorry no scar! get it) Deawen smiled it was her brother Adrod, in return Adrod smiled then hugged her he called back inside" father look what the storm has brought us!" an old man hurried to the door when he saw Deawen he stared then he too hugged her"by the stars! my Daughter!" he cried Deawen laughed alittle in her joy then she remebered her friends she called to morwen and shadow.

(i don't mind the memory issue it kinda fun really!)

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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

(kettle corn is yummy)

Estel heard Deawen calling, and headed towards them. The house before her looked warm and inviting as the cold wind reminded her that winter was upon them. She sighed, and pushed it open to see the happy reunion. Father and brother where overjoyed to see there daughter. Another memory hit Estel hard.

<I>Young Estel sat outside in the freezing cold as the snow fell upon her. Her dress was tattered and worn, and she shut her eyes tight. Her ears rang with the sounds of her aunt and uncle screaming at each other. Her uncle had taken her in when her adopted father had been murdered. Her aunt had been cruel and made her a slave. She couldn’t stand them shouting any longer, and ran. She ran through the empty, snow-covered streets. It was growing dark, and the houses where all alight and seemed warm; inviting. She peeked into a window of one house to see happy parents sitting on a couch with there three children playing with toys near there feet. This torn Estel apart. She never had a family. She never had siblings. Her childhood was robbed.</I>

Estel closed her eyes fast, trying to hold in a tear, but it slid down her face. Quickly, she whipped it away.
“Close the door Estel.â€

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

(i used to like it but not when i have to make it! sides All i was, was free slave labor! )

Deawen looked at Estel then at her brother "Estel this is my brother you have met him before..." Deawen said " my sister is right I have met you before and you still look as beautiful as ever..." Adrod said in a romantic tone Deawen stuck him in the back of the head "stop that". Adrod smiled alittle then he greeted the others. (just to let you know Adrod has not created the Dragon Tears)

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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

Color rushed to Estel’s face and she quickly looked away. She made herself laugh as Deawen hit him. She glanced at Shadow anxiously, hoping he’d intervene somehow. She didn’t remember him enough to know if she had liked him or not. He may look good, but it doesn’t mean she liked him. She casually took a step away. She suddenly felt light headed, and closed her eyes to stop the spinning. Another memory came to her quickly. Why did they all come suddenly? It made her have increasing headaches.

<I>Adrod and Estel walked along the wall of the town, towards the gate. It was a quiet night, the crickets chirped merrily.
“You still haven’t found your sister?â€

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

( .... .... ha aha Morwen1 Now i have to kill off Adrod! He has seemed to have fallen in love ahhh this is interesting ohh i will get pocorn and soda this is just as good as a soap opera!)


Deawen sighed then she and her father started to gather mats and blankets for every one. when all was set up Adrod took Deawen outside
it was freezing cold the wind was a blade that sliced though flesh "Adrod It's freezing what is the matter with you?" Deawen protested "Deawen... i need to talk about you about Estel..." Adrod said Deawens's teeth chattered as she nodded " do she speak of me? what does she say? and..." "slow down lover boy, Adrod one no two no three something has happened." she said flatly "what has happened...?" " Estel lost her memoery she has gotten better over the day but somethings she questions still." ADrod looked at her blankly '' I really don't think she reconizes you... I'm sorry Adrod but i will talk to her." Deawen said moving closer to her Brother she tried to hug him but he pushed her away " what should i do?" he asked " well i said i will talk to her she may remeber you yet!" with that Deawen stod back inside.

( I do hope you remember Adrod! this is really cool 8)

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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

Estel sat by the fire, staring blankly into it. It had been awhile since the memory had suddenly come to her. She wondered what their relationship was like now. She was a little afraid of him. Estel shivered involuntarily, wrapping her arms around herself to try to get warm. But the coldness was from inside. She glanced at Shadow, and saw he was a bit out of place here as well. Deawen and Morwen seemed to be at home with the family. It wasn’t that Deawen’s family was hostile… they where very kind. She just felt… well… out of place. To save Shadow from the awkwardness, she moved closer to where he was and said,
“I bought some food for the rest of the journey… wherever that is to. Dried grain, dried fruit and some dried meat as well. I also bought a few canteens to carry water in. Do we need more?â€

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

( i don't mind in fact i find it very interesting )

Adrod followed after Deawen. he shut the door quickly the wind had picked up and was driving snow inside then Deawen remebered Estels bird "Estel your bird! shall I get him?" Deawen asked but before Estel could answer Deawen threw on her cloak again and rushed out the door.

Adrod sat in a chair near the fire he was silent but he would glance at Estel from time to time "does she remember Me?"

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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

Estel felt his gaze, and fidgeted slightly. It was rather odd. She hopped Deawen would return soon with Celeg so she had an excuse to get up and do something. She glanced sheepishly at Adrod, and was relieved to see he wasn’t watching at the time.

(hi Deawen!! )

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

(hi )

Adrod saw Estels glance he smiled slightly

Deawen found Celeg but the bird was reluctant to follow Deawen "come now! now who fed you when Estel was sick?" Deawen said with warmth Celeg what looked to be like a shrug jumped on her arm. Deawen carried Celeg to the house with Arenel trotting behind her Deawen opened the door but arenel stood out for a moment "come on" Deawen called Arenel bounded through the door.

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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

Estel stood up, and walked over to Deawen.
“Thank you Deawen.â€

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<img src=http://www.efanguide.com/~lotr/dolls/merry_pippin.gif>
<p><i>The only thing we have to fear is fear itself</i>
<p>
Come armed
or prepare to die
there is no other
end to this road.
<p>
<img src=http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v503/memoriesofold/personalized/morwenvanwaestel.jpg>

Morwen emerged from the chilly outdoors. "My house is clean! And since it has not seen anyone in a while, who would like to come over there? The fire is warming, and I made some bread and breaded chicken (fried chicken) with some honey cakes. Oh, I've missed flour so much!" She was giddy with the excitement of a simple cooking entity. Not waiting for an answer, she went back and looked around. She went into her father's old room.

Her father had died not a year ago. She had left because of his death. She had not had time to go through his things, or her brother's, she had just run away from her problems. She was ready to be back. Morwen knew now was not the time to do so, but she was curious. She idly opened a chest and looked through it. Lots of old moldy cloaks on top, then something hard underneath.

Even more curious, she took the cloaks and picked up what was at the bottom. A sword, and a beautiful one at that. It had a slightly tarnished gaurd not in the shape of horses, but of the moon. The pomel was silver and bronze in the shape of the sun. She took out the blade. Not one notch or etching had touched it. Her father had been hiding something. Hearing the others, she hastily slid it under the bed and went to the front room.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign