The next morning, Turwaithion doused the small fire with dirt and saddled Fyrn. "Up, get up." He called, rousing the others and dragging a protesting/helf-asleep Aragorn upright. "We move as soon as we are able. We must reach Hithlum within two days. A raven spoke with me earlier this morning. Smoke rises in greater pillars then before from Thangorodrim. We must hurry." He said, climbing into Fyrn's saddle. "Deawen, you will ride with Arwen. I will take Aragorn." He said, knowing that he could deal with the man best if he tried an attack.

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Arwen leapt up and walked over to her horse. She leapt into the saddle and waited for Deawen to climb up behind her. She had got some sleep last night, thankfully, so she would not be too fatigued for the journey today.
Aragorn jumped swiftly up behind Turwaithion, having just been awoken rather forcefully. "Grim news indeed," he observed.

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((Uh, you using Turwaithiel's old horse, then?))

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"But.." Deawen began to protest " Amyrila is well enough for me to ride..." she said her voice small again. She saddled her mountain of a horse and began to pack her saddle bags. Then mounted her horse and waited. Normally Deawen would have ridden just behind Turwaition's horse but today she felt uncomfortable around Aragorn so She stayed back.

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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

Turwaithion nodded, then urged Fyrn into a gallop, the dust turning to gravel as they rode into the mountains.

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(There still room open for One More Ada?)

((Yes, if this RP can be jumpstarted for the 3rd time, a new charrie is VERY welcome!))

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(I'm still here! but I am out of town for the week!)

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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

(okay Here ya go.)

Kitsong Larental
Pictures: http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb28 ... ueElf1.jpg
Gender:Male
Race:Elf
Siblings:He is the third of a set of triplets, his sisters are Kira and Rhia Larental.
Parents:unknown
Age:2900
Hair:dark brown
Eyes:blue
Appearance:nice body build, wears lots of green so he can blend into the forest.
Personality:witty, quick, smart, gentle
Weapons: hand crafted longbow made of maple, and a longsword
History:Kit was raised in Mirkwood. He became one of Mirkwood's best warriors(Next to his sisters Kira and Rhia).
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Kitsong Larental walked down the side of the road, whistling away cheerfully. He then stopped suddenly, hearing the sound of hooves down the road.

With a sigh, Kit waited patiently as Turwaithion and Aragorn rode towards him.

((Psst. First Age, sell nin.)

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(*coughs* Sorry again. *changes post*)

Turwaithion gathered Fyrn's reins in his hands, slowing the mare. "Mae govannen, mellon nin. I am Turwaithion Findecanoion." He said, bowing slightly in his saddle, sizing Kitsong up. He seemed capable, and he wore garb alike to that of Doriath. An ally.

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Deawen rode in silence sligtly behind Turwaithion, she had stopped when he did, she was wary of strangers. But if Turwaithion thought it was safe then she would trust his judgement.

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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

Kitsong bowed back, "Mae Govannen Turwaithion Findecanoion. I am Kitsong Larental." He smiled at Deawen before turning back to Turwaithion, "How may I be of service?"

Turwwaithion pointed to the mountains. "We ride to Angband, to join the Seige. From there, Aran Fingolfin will direct us. Will you join our company? We need every blade we can aquire in these times." He inquired, stroking Fyrn's neck.

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Kitsong bowed again, "I will gladly help you." His eyes blazed as he rose, "And I agree, these times are rough. Everyone needs as much help as they can get."