"Yes, I have had word he has awoken, and he is on his way to us." the speaker proclaimed, "For you know of him, do you not? You have the gift."

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Halarond

She smiled slightly, "Indeed, you are wise to perceive it, friend. How long have you been the Speaker here? I know you but a little, and I have not visited this good city for many a lifetime."

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"I am but a newly elected, but 150 years I have been speaker."
At that moment, there was a faint knock at the door.
"Enter."
And in came two figures, one looked like a royal guard, the other was dressed in Elven Plate Mail, a gleaming sword at his side. But he had a scar across the left side across his face, obviously fresh.
"Speaker, one Oaklock Gilderleaf to see thee, my lord."
"Ah, Enter good Oaklock!" said the speaker warmly.
"Thank you my lord." The figure replied.
"May I introduce Mirima Calaelen, and one Ishashean Varunia." the speaker said.
"I am delighted to meet thee." Oaklock said, kissing their hand in turn.

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Mirima nodded at the speaker's reply and turned to look at the door just before the knock occured.

"It is an honour, good Oaklock." Mirima replied to his greeting, "Elen sila lumenn' omentielvo." (A star shines on the hour of our meeting.)

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"Hannon 'le, Mirima." he replied.
He turned to the speaker "I thank thee also for saving my life, for I heard that it was your healing arts that saved me from the darknesss."
"Yes" replied the speaker, "You were close to slipping away"
"I have news for you, Speaker. Your people are in Danger." he said.
"Ah from these creatures, yes." replied the Speaker.
"From... those.... things yes, but also from another form." Oaklock said
"What of this?" asked the speaker.
"Drow have broken to the surface, they are pilliaging Elf and Human towns alike. They are the ones summoning these... Beasts." oaklock informed a somewhat shocked speaker.
"Well, this is news to me." Said the Speaker."Do you know of this?" he asked the two Elf-Maidens.

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Mirima's face remained unmoved, "There have been rumours of such activity, yet my father's kingdom has seen little violence from these creatures. I fear my knowledge of the Drow is slight, I am sorry."

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"Dark Elves of the Underworld." Oaklock Replied.
"Evil Creatures that will do anything to cause chaos in a peaceful world."

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"Indeed? Then I see why there is fear in the eyes of those that dwell here." Mirima sighed, "My news is somewhat different, yet disturbing as well. It is my hope that I may aid you, and in turn you shall be able to assist my people."

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"Of course, the speaker said.
"What is your news?" asks Oaklock

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"The great king of the North, Hardon, was once the ally of all free people. Yet lies and false promises have clouded his judgement, and his decisions are now frought with evil. Not two weeks ago war was declared between his country and mine, and messengers have been sent out. I ask those still loyal to the King Anarion to fulfill their oaths and send aid, to crush the tyrant Hardon before he destroys all those in his path." Mirima's eyes flashed, her hatred for the traitor barely contained. "Even now my father prepares for full-scale war, yet we are only strong enough to stop the assault for a little while. Soon Hardon's malice will spread to all peaceful lands that refuse to bow to him."

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"ELVES FIGHTING ELVES?!?" Oaklock cried suddenly.
"We Elves consider all life Sacred, and Killing our Kin is not good at all, Mirima. I understand your plight, and I will help you if I can, but I will slay no Elf, I-I......... am sorry."

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"I agree with you Oaklock, yet we must defend ourselves. If it is a small comfort, Hardon has conscripted both men, goblins, and all manner of evil creatures. There may be no need to kill another of our kin. It saddens me that it has come to this at last."

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

"Elves with Goblins? And men? This is queer indeed. Very well, I shall help you. But know this, I will not murder another kinsman." said Oaklock.

"Our people have a safe haven in the mountains" said the Speaker of the Sun, "only a few Elves are left here, but we will depart soon enough. I will spare what help we can, I ask thee to name it."

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"How can I help thee, Mirima?" Oaklock asked.

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(Sorry, I've been really busy! Don't know exactly where I am going with this, but hey, here goes!)

"I am aware that you have few men to spare to my cause. Yet there is a secret held in this very tower, that has been lost for many centuries. I believe the only person who may know what I speak of is you, sir." Mirima looked directly at the speaker. "Is this room safe? For what I am about to reveal must not leave this group. Ever."

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Thanks Haldir and Gil!
"You said: I know that this will hurt, but if I don't break your heart then things will just get worse..."

(lol, thats ok!)

"Of course, my lady. Nothing shalt leave thgis room, agreed Oaklock?" said the speaker.
"Of course, Speaker, Unless this conversation concerns my Queen and my Country, but I feel it is not." Replied Oaklock.
"Continue, Mirima."

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