(OOC: I'm fine with it, if you want.)
*A guard came up to Deawen out of the shadows of the woods. Luckily for her, it was another easterling.*
Another straggler to join us, eh? Some of who you call Sauron's forces have been straying away from their party, and we have picked them up. Our forces grow by the day, and we are reaching our goal. Come on, and we'll get you armored up.

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

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"Oh will you?"

A voice answered to Sen`s words about Maelon, an elf in a dark brown robe with copper runes in it sat calmly on a small stone. He smiled slightly as he scrathed his chin that oddly had a beard, which elves didn`t have.

"What if he will use that chained prisoner as a weapon against you? Because all for what I know it`s someone you care for am I not correct?"

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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!

*Sen turned to the elf. Something about him...*
The dead do not return unless they are freed. Only after all is said and done, and she is safe, will I truly believe she yet lives, for she was lost long ago.

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

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Silmarwen turned and eyed the strange elf cautiously, knowing he was not one from her group. The other elves looked at him and whisper amongst themselves (most likely about the beard... lol)

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~Cyclist in Training~

"But will you raise your sword against Maelon, if her life is on the line? Will you put your personal feelings above the brighter future of middle earth? Or will you watch your heart be broken as you achieve fame and glory, which you aren`t after?"

Melachor got up and took a step forwards.

"It`s far more difficult decision than you can admit?"

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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!

Deawen smiled a little she nodded to the easterling and followed. she was in so far so good hopefully she could avoid Maleon he might recgonise her from earlier.(HINT HINT)

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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 looked straight at the strange elf.*
I will end Maleon and his evil, no matter what the cost.

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

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

key words : no matter the cost.....

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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

Silmarwen kept her eye on the strange elf then spoke, "Where have you wandered from and what be your name?"

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Melachor looked at the elf with a smile.

"I have wandered middle earth there and here having no true home, but what comes to my name... well I have some of those, but you may call me Harclome..."

Melachor turned his eyes towards Sen once more.

"But you know that others might suffer because of you ecspecially that in chains and I thought that you didn`t care for yourself, but everyone else.... ecspecially those from your city..."

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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!

"Ah... I see...Harclome..." Silmarwen was still cautious, "my name is Silmarwen" She bowed, not really wanting to, but being polite nontheless

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

Deawen took in all details she was on a mission and she wasn't about to let sen down.

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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

*The same easterling that had brought her to the caravan, walked over to her again, after she had been fitted.*
The Master Maleon would like to see you. He greets all new members to his army personally, no matter what kind of soldier. Follow me. Oh yes, my name is Hrabak, by the way.
*The easterling Hrabak led her to the front of the procession, to the three riders on horses; Maleon and the two cloaked and hooded figures.*

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

(Banner thanks to Imlosiel the Lost! )

Deawens heart leaped into her throat.. at Hrabak"s words she nodded quickly. and suffered to be led to Maleon.

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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

(ooooh, *watches*)

Silmarwen sat down against a tree, polishing one of her daggers and casting an occasional glance to the strange elf.

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I am a pro-cycling fan! Congrats to the Young rider of the Tour de France!
~Cyclist in Training~

the key word is suffered.....if i was really tried with such i would not last long

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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