She cried out as the stone hit her head, blood slipped into her eyes. She blinked over and over trying to clear her vision. She listened as the horse screamed when the trap went off and scared him, it didn't do much to the thousand pound animal, but it at least got her out. She jumped off, landing on the ground, wincing in pain as she skid over the stones. She ignored it and took off running. She smiled, he was to prideful, she warned him that he had made mistakes. She felt bad for leaving the woman, but she couldn't let her people come to darkness.

(that okay Deawen's resorsful she will find away out as long as there is no DARTS involved)

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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

(OOC: hehehehe)

Neracelc shouted in anger after her.

"Run you little maggot! Run for your life as long as you can! I`ll make you die an agonicing death when I catch you!"

Neracelc took his equipment packing them and left the cliff after her with his horse that she had foolishly left behind all tough it was slower than earlier, but at least it was slightly faster. Before leaving he turned to Deawen.

"I`m sorry, but I have better things to do than watch after you lady...so you will probably die here alone if you can`t open those ropes..."

Neracelc raced after his prey with his scmitar out and a hell fire burning in his eyes.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Fire rose in her she could not let him go no she hated being called a lady Deawen picked around her belt "there you are!" she pulled out her small knife and cut her bonds then she jumped to the tree grabbed her mask and bag then she raced after the man she palced on her mask as she ran she caught up with him she leaped on his back causing him to fall forward she pinned him "no i think i will live Lord..." she whispered her sword was out of the question she could not possibly draw it with out letting go the man rolled over crushing Deawen. Deawen shreicked then she was pinned "get off!" Deawen shouted

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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

Adastrea ran as fast as she possibly could, she heard him yell after her. There was no way she would escape this time. She had woken the sleeping giant, she had hurt his pride for the last time. He had probably never had such a hard time with a female target before. She saw a river and climbed down into it, her tracks slanting into it hoping to send him the other way while she turned and went the opposite. She needed to get rid of tracks, start them somewhere else. She went deeper into the woods, the icey cold water bit at her skin. Her teeth were chattering, but she continued on. She ran on and on for hours until she couldn't run anymore. She crawled out of the river and found a cave. She went in and looked around, she smiled, while it only had one enterance, there were a lot of nooks and boulders where she could hide. She picked one in the back and laid down behind it, shivering badly. Her head was pounding from the rock and her wrists still hurt. How much more was she going to have to go through until she sought freedom. She needed a sword, tomorrow she would head back to where she first saw him and retrieve it. Only then would she be able to have a fighting chance.

Deawen was stuck "great!"she thought Deawen found her knife again she drew it then plunged it into the man she did not know where she could not tell the man cried out he truned around.

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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

ARGH!

Neracelc screamed as he got Deawen`s dagger on his left shoulder and rolled away in pain, he spat blood out of his mouth as the world turned to a blyr, but it was because of the rage that he felt. He stumbled up away from Deawen and held his shoulder in disbelief, he pointed Deawen with his scimitar and shouted out with his voice charged with wrath that seemed un natural even to him.

"I GAVE YOU A CHANCE TO LIVE! I`LL MAKE YOU SQUEEL LIKE A PIG WHEN I KILL YOU!"

He took steps forward with his scimitar tightly in his grip ready to chope the back stabbers head off, both literally.

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Let him curse my name
On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

The sounds of the cave terrified her, each drip of moisture from the ceiling, each bat that flew out, each sqeak from an unknown animal caused her to start. She wanted to sleep, she wanted to forget everything. Maybe she shouldn't wait until morning. Maybe she should go now, find a village, ask for a horse or shelter. She froze, a village. She could easily hide in one. He would never think that she would go into public, would he? She thought to herself, trying to figure out how this man thinks. She pushed herself up but stumbled back to the ground. She was too weak, she couldn't go on today. SHe just prayed to the Valar that he did not find this cave, that he did not find her.

Deawen froze she had never been this close to loseing her life she cried out... who would help her there was no one! Deawen thought very fast she could not escape no she was to confined by a blade and a tree Deawen waited this was it she could not possibley live to see her next post!

(well if she does die atleast i know that i had one victory "geeze i really don't want to her to die though i don't know how she could escape! )

Deawen prayed her death would be swift she subconsiosly grabbed the hitl of her sword "GET UP GIRL DO YOU WANT TO DIE? RUN ATLEAST!"the voice shouted Deawen reacted by getting to her feet she drew her sword no mistakes this time no mercy Deawen thought she placed her left hand on her back then began to circle him he charged forward slashing at Deawen Deawen dodged then attacked she missed Deawen saw movment in the brush she smiled then whistled then she attacked again suddenly a black dog leaped out of the brush landing on the man deawen shouted a command the dog obeyed by going to her side. Deawen stood still for a moment "i don't know your buissness nor do i want to know i don't understand why you mistaked me for an enemy you intruded on my camp!" Deawen said trying to find the right time to bolt

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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

(Can I join?)

Name: Thinren

Age: 21

Race: Human (Gondor)

Apperance: 6ft tall. Long scruffy hair and short beard. Light Blue eyes.

Personalty: Young and adventurous man who prefers to head outside then spend many days at his home.

History: A ranger of Gondor who patrols the outskirts and occasionaly go out of Gondor on small missions to take messages to and from Gondor.
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Thinren saw the figure enter the cave, she fell over. She looked helpless and afraid. He walked over to her quietly and knelt down next to her.
"Are you ok?"
He placed a hand on her shoulder.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

Elenanna came to a cave, and she heard voices. Her silver eyes narrowed, and she dismounted her mare, before walking in.

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Adastrea jerked away when the hand touched her, her first thought was that he had found her, but she highly doubted that he would be very gentle. She looked up at the man who stood over her and nodded, "I am fine." She said it somewhat coldly, just because she didn't want anyone to get hurt on her account. He seemed nice enough, but that didn't mean she should fall for it. She sat up slightly, still soaking wet and shivering. Her wet hair hung knotted and in her face.

Thinren looked up at the other figure.
"Hello? Who goes there?"
His hand went down to his hip where his sheathed sword was.
"Who are you?"
He looked down and smiled softly when he heard her voice.

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

Elenanna didn't recognize the voice at first, and she went close to the wall of the cave, it shadowing her features.

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He ignored the other person for a moment and concentrated on the person below him. On closer inspection he saw the ears and gasped.
"An elf!" He whispered to himself. This was the first time he saw one. he was mesmorised for a moment.
"Good..."
He looked back to the opening of the cave.
"Excuse me a moment."
He stood, keeping his on his sword hilt.
"Who are you? Show yourself!"

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"Rock N' Roll is the only relgion that never lets you down!" ~ Lemmy Kilmister

[!*#_:]

She shifted slightly, a little confused at why he was staring at her like he was. When he spoke to someone else who entered the cave, she froze. She looked up at the man before her, then started backing away. Was it him? Neracelc? She tried to force herself up, but instead started crawling away from the man next to her. She would not get caught like this, not without a sword to fight him. She needed to get out of the cave, it was a bad idea on her part.