(oh come on..atleast let me have my dignity!)
Deawen ripped off the gag as soon as she was pushed in the cell she baced against the framework refusing to go in without a fight. her grip failed and she was pushed in she spun around to go back but the door was quickly shut. she stood stunned her head hurt and she wasn't thinking properly she would get out as soon they left then she would track them down...

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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

"And I'm not leaving with out Screamer," said Czarra harshly in Rohirric, with a nasty glare. "Once we get out of the city we need to be able to leave quickly. Walking isn't going to get use very far."
Lesao had just shoved Deawen into the cell. She nodded. "The only thing is, were going to need a few extra horses."

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"Then we'll take the bloody horses.." he growled. Tarcíl was now in a hurry, he didn't feel like staying another minute in this place now he smelled his freedom. "Perhaps they will be of some use later.." Quickly he ran through the hallways which he still recognised from his multiple visits, assuming that he was followed by the others.

((What are they going to do once they're out?))

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

The realization slowly broke over Ránëmírë that there was an escape being planned. She listened and watched for a few minutes, then broke in. “I am coming with you,” she informed the group. “I have my own horse, so we will not need an extra one for me. There are also some horses we could use at the inn where I am staying. I do not think their masters will need them during their stay in the city.” She gestured after the man who had run out. “We should hurry though.”

Amaran shrugged, waggling his eybrows at Lesao's glare. He couldn't help but feel like it wasn't the wisest of choices: the city roads were congested, only nobles rode horses, and the added height made them visable above the crowds. Yet, if they made it out of the city, horses would give them much needed speed.
"If that's what you want...whatever" At least he would be gaining new experience, or somthing like that.

"Do you know where they put my horse?" Lesoa growled, her voice echoing off the walls.

Amaran groaned "They put her on the roof!" his voice was biting and sarcastic. "She's in the bloody stables. Where else would she be?" Sometimes his fellow human beings managed to bypass logical thought and jump straight into stupidity. He marveled at the fact they hadn't been killed by it.

Tarcíl smirked by hearing Amaran's comments. He slowed down a little so he walked next to him and mumbled, so only he could hear: "Are you planning on escaping with them? From what I've heard the Rohorric lady could be of some value to us. Perhaps an opportunity to eh" He searched for the right words "make things more difficult for the King. She was arrested on his behalf."

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

Carra nodded, "Good," she started out after the man who had left. "Come on Lesoa, we'll need to hurry if were going to get the horses."

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( *ish waiting for Naur to post* )

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

(*Could have sworn she posted* Sorry! Here it is!)

A smirk spred across Amaran's face. "You know I love making people's lives difficult" He whispered back in the same hushed tone. "So that would be a yes, if you're in it as well" Who said that grown men couldn't have a little boyish fun?

Deawen picked the lock within no time dashing down the corridor up the stairs to the main courtyard. she began to ring the alarm bell it wasn' long before several men at arms came to her call.
"prisoners have escaped one in particular I want them found!" she ordered the men scattered save two " fetch my horse!" she barked the two scrambled to retrive Deawen's black charger. soon her horse was brought snorted and pawing Deawen quickly mounted and left the citidel.

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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

"Come on!" said Czarra urgently to the others, "We must hurry."
She ran and caught up with Tarcíl, just about out of the hallway. "Any ideas. Were going to need to get the horses and get out fast." The alarm bells sounded, "Really fast."

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"Come on!" said Czarra urgently to the others, "We must hurry."
She ran and caught up with Tarcíl, just about out of the hallway. "Any ideas. Were going to need to get the horses and get out fast." The alarm bells sounded, "Really fast."

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"You bet" Tarcíl winked and smirked. He turned to Czarra. "We can't get the horses. Do you hear those bells? Deawen has fetched her horse by now and all guards at the gates will be informed about our escape." He ran into the maze of white houses but he knew where he was going. "Amaran.. do you think we can use that one spot again which I used as a hiding place earlier?" He refered to the house where Amaran had hid him once when he'd conned an important salesman who'd sent the complete Royal Guard to get him arrested.

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

"Um...I don't know." He confessed, picking himself up into a run. "It's my mum's house, you see. I think she's having tea with her friends today. Today is monday, right? She always has tea on monday." He glanced around the prison, as if the walls could give him an alternate plan. Thy didn't. "How do you feel about tea parties?" He asked.

Tarcíl groaned. "Never mind.. I forgot about the tea parties, I won't survive that..Well then you think of something.. my mind is still clouded from the alcohol."

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O children, lift up your voice, lift up your voice,
Children, rejoice, rejoice..



It doesn't matter you don't believe in God, He believes in you.

it wasn't long before Deawen sent out the guard. she herself was on her charger the alarm bells stopping ringing the gates were all shut " that keeps them from going through open paths what about the secret tunnels...sewers..catacombs " Deawen thought outloud she would need and army just to cover all the ground. she needed men she could trust.

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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