Deawen stopped and swayed slightly

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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

Darrell watched as the maiean he was fighting was fried by Deawen's fire. He turned, feeling slightly miffed that he didn't get to finish it off. he noticed Tahlavain struggling to stay upright. "come on, lets get you to a healer, that cut on your head needs seeing to".

Tahlavain nodded, catching onto his arm instinctively for support as she stumbled. She knew it wasn't just the cut, and no healer could help the overwhelming pain in her head. She'd just have to learn to deal with it, until she freed herself from the trouble.

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

Deawen was not spent she struggled to keep in control of her gift she lifted her arms and brought her hands together then straight up she realesed
the fire in a solid stream into the sky thousands of feet above the city.the heat was unbearable to all that didnot have her gift. she suddenly stopped and stood gasping she looked around her she saw her friends pain but not through regular sight but through her aroura it was not right Deawen walked over to her "a healer wn't be able to heal something they don't understand.." deawen said softly she then asked "do you mind if i take the pain away though i will have to take it upone myself but better me than you i think!" Deawen said it with a faint smile

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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

Tahlavain looked at Deawen a while. "No I think not... I have caused enough pain among my companions. I thank you for the offer, but if the pain is because of the sword, then the weilder must be expected to deal with it." she spoke firmly now, and gained control of herself.

She actually felt embarrassed, and ashamed, that she was visibly weak. Tahlavain decided to make an effort to keep all pain concealed, but she was still young for an elf, and not experianced with pain. She gripped the hilt of Corasar and closed her eyes breifly, breathing deeply.

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

Deawen was not shut out from her willingness to feel pain "my friend it seems that you have pain and sword or no sword i think that you should not have to suffer from such.." Deawen said her voice flat but filled with concern. she touched Tahlavain and instantly a pain filled her head Deawen shut her eyes and focused on controling the pain she opened her eyes her eyes watered but she did not look visibly in pain,but she felt it.

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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

There was a hint of anger in Tahlavain's eyes towards Deawen's insisting and followthrough, but she calmed herself. When the pain was gone, she sighed slightly in relief. "hannon lle mellon nin..."

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

Deawen looked at Tahlavain. "im sorry but i can heal myself from pain even the most dreadful" you saven me so i help you...."Deawen sighed

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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

Tahlavain's expression softened and she nodded to Deawen. "I thank you again, mellon nin..."

"I believe... there is only one way to defeat this." she spoke after a while, "The number of his men should be cut down... in my opinion I believe it would be best if we were to slowly take them one by one, luring them towards us from the outskirts of their camps, with a plan for escape should anything go awry." She looked to her two companions for their opinion.

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

Deawn smiled and evil grin
"will this be fun?" she asked?

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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

Tahlavain broke into a grin at Deawen's words. "I should say it would be"

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

Deawen smiled even though her head still hurt.

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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 haven't posted sooner. But i can't get on the comp at Christmas.)

Darrell smiled "pick them off one by one, appear out of nowhere, kill a couple and disappear." A light appeared in his eyes "Lots of fun"

(Quite alright! ^^ )

Tahlavain nodded and walked towards the stables of the inn to retreive their horses. She glanced down each street they passed and tilted her head slightly, listening to the clamor of the guards, who were still attempting to capture the Maiean.

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

(*revives thread*)

Tahlavain spurred Sen's horse, which she obviously still had to a gallop, crouching low with her head hooded, and burst swiftly through the gates, where the Maiean were gathered and battling the guards. The Maiean had little time to react before they all made it through. Tahlavain kept low to cut the wind, and didn't stop until she reached the forest beyond the fields.

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

(I started writing a reply for this thread 3 times. But something cut me short each time)