A small smile flickered on Morcun's lips.
So there was something in the bush, he thought.
"It's an honour and pleasure to meet an elf," he said, bowing, and then straightening.
"What brings you to such a dangerous part of the forest?" he asked Alatariel, since he already knew why Fearen was there...

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*Ellarak saw Rhavaniel approach, and drew back a little from Nessima. She watched the pair with anticipation shining in her eyes.*

EDIT: Hey guys, I'm going to be gone for six days. I will be able to get on to AU, but not very often, Don't get to far without me!

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*Ellarak saw Rhavaniel approach Nessima. She decided to fall back into the shadows for a moment.*

"I wonder what this one is up to." Ellarak said under her breathe. She was speaking of Rhavaniel.

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Name: Miluiel Valandiel
Gender: Female
Race: Elf
Age: 2,937
Appearance: Long dark brown hair, green eyes, slender.
Height: 6"6
Parents: Amiranor (father), Miresela (mother)
Siblings: Lahirel, sister.
Spouse: Gilathon Valandiel
Children: None
Apparel: Usually dresses in a green, flowing dress but is currently clad in a light green tunic with a light blue cloak.
Weapons: Sword: Mhirvaon, bow, knives.
Horse: Mirhavir, dapple gray mare.
History: Born and raised in Lothlorien, she moved to Mirkwood where she met her husband Gilathon. After their marriage, the family moved to Rivendell.

Not long after the move to Rivendell, her sister and parents were slaughtered in an attack on Lorien.)

Miluiel rode slowly through the forest, stopping abruptly as the sounds of a battle reached her pointed ears. Turning quickly, she rode towards the source of the disturbance. She halted her beast in time to observe the group gathered beneath the shelter of the trees without being observed. She drew her hood for her constant suspicion of anyone she met. She circled the group from the shadows, gazing at them with keen interest. Her suspicions eased, she rode into view. "Mae govannen, mellon nin. I hope I am not interrupting, but I heard the sounds of a battle and wished to aid in whatever way possible."

"No help is needed," Morcun said, mounting his steed.
"It was a small group of orcs, no more. I'm Morcun Firesword... and you are..?" he asked the elf that just rode up...

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"No help is needed," Morcun said, mounting his steed.
"It was a small group of orcs, no more. I'm Morcun Firesword... and you are..?" he asked the elf that just rode up...

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"Miluiel Valandiel. Pleased to meet you, Morcun Firesword." she bowed her head. She glanced about the assembled with curiosity, though she did not voice this question.

[Hey guys, sorry took me so long...School can be a drag]


Nessima turned, "Hello." She said smiling

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Miluiel smiled. "Hello. And I don't believe I've been introduced to the others here."

"Hm... I believe this is Alatariel, and Fearan." Morcun said, nodding to the two who had come to the clearing where he had killed the very small group of orcs...

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Miluiel bowed her head. "I am glad to meet you." she said.

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"Miss me?"the half-elf joked with a wicked little smirk.

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