Aerik blushed at the comment of Aina, "it would do you good to be quiet!" He said running his hand across his forehead. His face, he could feel the heat from his embarrassment radiating from his skin.
"It would do you both good to be quiet!" Orophin interrupted.
"What--" Aerik didn't get to finish. Orophin drew his bow and soon disappeared into the trees.
Aerik knew that he had heard something...or someone. "Aina...go...hide...anything just get away from here," he smiled for a moment placing a gentle hand on her shoulder. Then he too turned and took off in silence by the way of the ground. His bow was drawn when he managed to look into the canopy above and spot Orophin. He pointed, motioning Aerik on...and so he went...
A man staggard into the edge of the woods, several arrows protruding from chinks in his armor, and a crust of blood on the back of his golden-haired head. He had managed to lean himself against a tree before he began pulling the arrows out of his armor. As he finished he looked down, then leaned back as though he were merely weary.
Orophin and Aerik along with several other of the Galadhrim appeared seemingly out of no where.
"What buisness does a man have in the Golden Wood?" Aerik said, his arrow aimed and bowstring pulled taunt.
((welcome everyone!! good to see you Adastrea!! have fun and lets take this places lol))
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