(Of course there is! ^^)

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A few moments later Vanya saw another figure coming towards them. She was dressed in Rohirric garb and appeared to be a lady of the Rohirrim, but there was somehting different about her that vanya just couldn't place. Then the newcomer accused the man of stealing her necklace. "Oh so you're a theif!" exclaimed Vanya, "That probably explains why you were hiding i the hay cart." She then listened with amusement to the woman accuse the theif and the theif deny her again and again. After a few denials, they came to the conclusion that he did not steal the neckalce. Hereing the woman say that it was all she had to remeber her mother by, Vanya said sadly, "I know your feeling. I too have nothing to remember my mother by. Or any of my other family members for that matter."

((Bio...:
Name : Rhavaniel
Race: High Elf
Age: N/A
Gender: Female
Hair: raven black
Eyes: a deep tone of green speckeled with bright gold
Looks:
Very pale and very tall. A wonderful figure and slim toned limbs.
Powers : If any, that of tracking silently
Weapon:
A beautiful black bow with an intercate silver pattern of vines on it. The arrows are long and have black swann feathers. The quiver is also black with the silver silver outlines of
a dragon on.
Other : Ambassador of Mirkwood, married to a certain royal child there... (tip... beginns with L ends in S .. ^^) ))

Black hoves clipped gently along the path, belonging to a horse with a wild temper. Its rider seemed morbid enough, the elf wrapped up in a deep grey cloak with a large hood pulled over her face had no exspression on her face, and on closr examination you could see that the horses left side and her cloak where sprayed with dark blood.
A regal elf, not supposed to be out alone? Or just some well dressed travaler? Only the clasp on her cloak told the truth- a silver dragon wound around a vine. The Mirkwoodian symbol for the Kings favor.

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[quote="Elarinya"]A few moments later Vanya saw another figure coming towards them. She was dressed in Rohirric garb and appeared to be a lady of the Rohirrim, but there was somehting different about her that vanya just couldn't place. Then the newcomer accused the man of stealing her necklace. "Oh so you're a theif!" exclaimed Vanya, "That probably explains why you were hiding i the hay cart." She then listened with amusement to the woman accuse the theif and the theif deny her again and again. After a few denials, they came to the conclusion that he did not steal the neckalce. Hereing the woman say that it was all she had to remeber her mother by, Vanya said sadly, "I know your feeling. I too have nothing to remember my mother by. Or any of my other family members for that matter."[/quote]


"I don't even know my mother", she said, bighting her lip and looking down.

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(}--{)Imagination Inspires Ideas -Zandain(}--{)
Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Lulien nodded to the newcomer. Suddenly, she drew in her breath as she noticed the clasp that the rider wore on her cloak. Her face took on a pale color, and her violet eyes became fierce.

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Kamau listened for a brief second to the mourning women. He suddenly bolted away, his cheetahs following easily.

The elf halted the horse with a gentle sound in her throaght, she glanced around somewhat fearfully, and drew an arrow from the quiver on the horses side, fitting to the bow on her back. She kept the arrow taught and glared.

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Vanya watched as the man ran away his cheetahs following. She gave a quiet laugh. Then she turned as she heard the approach of a horse. A tall elf with dark black hair appraoched. When she came close Vanya noticed the clasp on her cloak. She had been to Mirkwood so she knew what this was. Suddenly the elf stopped and drew an arrow. Immediately Vanya unsheathed her sword. She did not want to fight, but she would protect herself if there was a threat. She decided to keep her blade out untill she was sure.

Lulien's eyes became deep red as the elf on horseback fitted an arrow to her bow. "Who are you, and why are you threatening us?" she said, her grasp tightening on the stick she carried.

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Kamau was well into the shadows when he heard the ring of a sword being drawn. He slunk back and surveyed the scene, tottally unseen. There was another with her sword drawn.

There was a tinkling laugh from under the hood, and the bow was lowered, the arrow placed back into its quiver. "Who are you to demand an answer in such a rude fashion from me?" she asked with humor in her fair voice. Smiling grimly she lowered her hood and swept stray strands of hair behind her pointed ears.

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Vanya smirked with disgust at the haughty elf. She lowered her sword, but did not put it back in its sheath yet. "We tell you who we are when you tell us who you are." Vanya replied holding her head high in the air. She knew very well what the clasp on her cloak meant, but she would not acknowledge it. She was never one to submit to authority.

Kamau grinned in amusmwnt at the bickering elves. Why were they fighting? He wondered.

Lulien placed her sword back into its sheath. "Sorry...we thought you were threatening us. You never can tell around these parts." She looked around cautiously. The streets were starting to become alive with villagers. "Perhaps we should continue our conversation elsewhere...somewhere with more privacy." She ventured, pulling up her hood.

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"Perhaps we should." the elf smiled poiltely and dismounted gracefully.

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Lulien smiled slightly from beneath her hood. "Come, I know a good inn around here." With that, she started striding off down the street, her walking stick in her hand.

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