There are more types of exhaustion than just lack of sleep, my lady. As for the storm, which one? Two are about to clash; one for the side of good, and one for the side of evil.

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

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"and for once i had nothing to do with it!" Deawen smiled she was proud of her self.

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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

[font=Times New Roman, serif] " Nevertheless, a state that isn't anything other than agile, and strong isn't something I've ever heard a man say about himself, mind you, they had self-inflated ego's. I suppose it's just different for me to hear something like that, forgive me. And, I'd much like to hear about both Storms, if it is possible..Though we don't have much time if we want to help these people.."

Her attention trailed off, and she gazed at the fallen tree's that Sen had cut. [/font]

Deawen waited patiently for Sen to give her another task.

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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

Then we shall speak while I work.
*Sen knelt back down between the trees, and again began to concentrate. The trees started to grow in the way they were before, and Sen continued.*
I assume that you know of Morgoth? Well, not all of his army was destroyed as everyone had thought. A small splinter yet remained; twenty thousand orcs, two hundred trolls, and worst of all... Ten Balrogs. They destroyed my home, yet their progress has been slow without a leader. They are seeking Sauron out, to join him once again. That is the storm of evil. The Storm of good is a band of men and elves that I have captaincy of. They number one thousand, and they have proven themselves in battle against ten times their number. They are in Gondor, and we will offer our services to all the free peoples of Middle Earth. Those are the two Storms that will clash for the fate of Gondor, and indeed, Middle Earth.

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

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Deawen sat down listening to Sen "one thousand and one..." Deawen said

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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

Rowyn made camp and situated her father but there was no sign of Eoden. "Father please stay here, I must go and help the others!" She pleaded with him. Finally he promised he would not move from the camp. "After all of this is over we must go to Edoras! Mama would have wanted it!" she said just before she left to give him something to think about. She mounted Charman and rode back to the village, she spied a group of people outside the village and rode towards them. When she reached them, Rowyn jumped off of Charman and walked quickly to the group. "What is going on?" she asked one of the men of the village. "I'm not quite sure, that lady asked us to come over here with axes and the lord is doin' something with the trees." Rowyn walked up to the man who was kneeling next to a tree. "Excuse me, my lord, but may I ask, what are you doing?"

*The branches of the tree intertwined as they towered overhead, forming a natural shelter. More "rooms" split off with the larger branches, and finally, the walls solidified and came together. There before them were two small houses, grown out of the fallen trees. Sen gasped; each time he did that, it took a lot out of him. Yet he must continue. He turned his head to the one who spoke to him, and said.*
Repairing the dammage that was done.

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

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"Sen don't hurt yourself i don't think i can heal you with out hurting my self" Deawen warned she had a gift she loved it but sometimes it drained her energy she was vurneble when she used her gift too much and she didn't want Sen to reach that point.

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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

*Sen smiled at her, as he knelt down next to the next set of trees, felled but moments earlier by the villagers.*
Is that concern, my lady? No, this will not drain me; not yet. I am fine.

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

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"do you doubt that i have concern?" she smiled "and yes I'am concerned about you hurting yourself just as you fret about 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

I am beyond hurt, sadly. You have no need to fear for my wellbeing.
*Sen said in an oddly quiet voice.*

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

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

Deawen shrugged then shivered she felt cold almost deadly cold she got up and found the nearest patch of hot coals she sat in the middle she seemed very content there amongst the coals.

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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

*Sen glanced over at her, and sighed. The magic had taken all the heat out of her. He just might be able to do something...*

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

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

Deawen picked at the coals finding the hottest ones and holding them trying to get warm again she never figuered it out why she healed better with fire or seemed stronger.

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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

Deawen wanted to fall asleep but she fought it off she grew bored so she got up with hot coals in her hands she wandered around a bit helping here and there with this and that.

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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