Meleth's eyebrows shot up, but she had not time to reply before the general turned her attention to other things. Hesitating a moment before turning her back, she strode off to retrieve a few items before presenting herself at Lana's tent as she had requested.

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Avalyn looked up at Lana with an innocent and mischievious grin.

"I was just dropping by to see what was going on." She stood calmly, brushing the dagger out her way causiously. "Besides, I'm a rebel, one of the good guys, I really didn't mean to do anything..." Avalyn's voice lost its confidence, "And I'm not a spy if that is what you think and - please don't kill me."

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You may (or may not) know me elsewhere as Elfpen

((hmm...do you mind if Avalyn and Lana already know each other?))

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((no, of course not. I am very flexable in RPGs ))

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((k cool!))

Lana rolled her eyes. "It's Lana, Avalyn. No need for dramatics." She smirked and sheathed her dagger. "Now if you'll excuse me I must be off. I have an army to run and you have you're stalking skills to brush up on," she said teasingly.

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Koltok galloped as quickly as the impeding trees of the forest allowed. A small parchment was secured in the bag on his side, but he had no use of it: he already knew what it said by heart. Quickly ducking to avoid a tree branch, the centaur came to a clearing, the Camp of the White Leaf. He looked around quickly, and found Lana. He approached her at an even canter. "Lana!" He called. "I have a message from the camp of Cutthroat." His voiced lowered as he came closer. "They say a spy is headed toward here, and that......" His voiced dropped as he saw the body of the fallen man. Cursing, he whispered "I guess you found your spy."

Lana nodded. "Yes, but thank you Koltok for rushing here so quickly." Her eyes turned upon the two captians. "Are you done yet? The last thing we need is a dead body lying about the training ground." She turned back to the centaur. "Any more news from Cutthroat? How are they holding out in this despicable weather?"

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((I have to go for tonight - PLEASE don't go too far without me))

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Avalyn sighed in relief.

"Good, because for a second there, I thought you were one of those people who kill you now matter who you are. I havn't seen you in a while anyway." Avalyn dusted herself off and then followed Lana for a minute, but then turned to her left, heading for the stables, intending to have a chat with one of the resedent horses.

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((I gotta go in a second too guys ))

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Koltok nodded. "The camp of Cutthroat is doing considerably well. They have been joined by some refugees, and a number of them are old women greatly accustumed to the loom. The women are so greatful, the people there are up to their thighs in blankets."

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I was cured all right.

"Koltok would you join me in my tent?" Lana said. "I have some private things I need to discuss with you and an elf, Meleth." She pivoted, heading towards her tent. She walked slowly, letting the centaur join her, as she weaved through the tents and fire pits. Finally, she reached her own abode and lifted the flap. It was a fairly large tent, big enough to hold war councils in. In the corner was a bed lined with blankets and deer pelts. A few mats lined the floor. There was also a few chairs and a table in the middle with maps and chart spread across it. But for the most part, it was empty, allowing large creatures or many people into her tent for more private discussions.

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Meleth exited her smaller tent hurriedly and wove her way through the extensive camp, shivering a little as snow started to fall. She stopped outside Lana's larger tent and lifted the flap with a long-fingered hand, stepping inside with a polite cough to annouce her arrival. The tent was far warmer than the outside and she noticed that her breath no longer hovered in misty clouds.

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Aldaar rode his horse all night with a heavy wound on his stomach. He was groaned every second during his ride. He made a look at his back and they were coming after him. Horse could not hold much longer. His horse jumped over a big log that covers the all road nonetheless. Aldaar yelled "You did it, boy" he was fervid. But passed out afterwards the wound was so deep if any medical does not come fastly, he would die. Horse walked all way till it got tired and passed out either and fell flat on it's face. Now Aldaar and the horse were laid down on the floor.

(Could somebody find me. I am closer to your camp )

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

The darkness swalloved the dwarf as it carefully sneaked into the hall, he heard a crumbling snore before him and knew that it might not be a good time to disturb his lord. He was about to change his mind, but then the emerald green eyes slashed open, the other staring at the dwarf. The dark dwarf froze as the dragon straightened itself, the tail slid behind him and whipped around once as it rose to it`s feet. The dwarf stared quietly at it`s lord as Kharandros stared back.

"I trust you bring news Mereck?"

Mereck grinned and nodded quietly.

"Indeed I do, but I did not wish to disturb"

"Well you already have so spit it out so I can get on with other matters." Kharandros hissed and took a step forward.

"We have reached two other mountains sir and have began expansion! Soon enough w... you can start spreading your power troughout the mountain line." Mereck declared with a victorious tone and Kharandros smiled slightly.

"Procceed as planned Mereck, yet do work with more caution will you... and do send the humans out already. They can start taking over the dark woods and set up secret camps, I shall have the exiled elves aid them in their work. Now begone!"

"I will do so my lord..."

Mereck said with a bow as Kharandros snarled quietly to himself, he spinned arounf whiping his tail just over Mereck who almost lost balance, but stared back thinking what if the tail had hit him. Kharandros smirked to himself after scaring the dwarf and then he turned to his magical items that might prove of some use in the future yet mainly he would plan his schemes concerning the rebels and loyalists.

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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!