Laisidhiel slipped off her big mare and crept forward, hoping to get a better glimpse of the orcs. She could just make out their jumbled mass a ways off. She didn't doubt that others would be tracking them; in fact, she was rather glad. Despite her skill, she wouldn't want to fight off a whole horde of orcs on her own.She brushed a strand of hair back, then remounted Storm.

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Aaliyah signaled Shadow to gallop, trying to catch up to whoever was also tracking the orcs. After half an hour of hard riding she slowed him, and walked him for 10 minutes. She got off, There are more tracks! She kneeled on the ground, Those are fresh.

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"I'm hungry," Pippin mumured to himself.

"That's why you should have told me when we were near my house!" Ruth Ann yelled back at both of them shaking her head, "We will be at Bree soon enough."

Merry, understanding the fact Ruth was trying to make, pushed Pippin up ahead so they could both cacth up to Ruth.

"See guys, what did I tell you?" Ruth Ann looked forward seeing Buckleberry Ferry and looked back at Merry and Pippin to remind them again of what had just happened.

"Fine," Pippin grunted, "You're right. We'll get food at Bree."

Ruth Ann smiled and looked over at Pippin, "You'll be fine. Now, can someone help me move this ferry?"

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Árey saw some hills a few miles off and senced something was going to happen. She kicked Velkan and he blasted off with the 18hh horse stride, eating up the grown beneath him.

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(( I'm getting really close to you Jax))

Aaliyah had Shadow quicken her pace. Shadow stopped abruptly, she sensed someone was near. Aaliyah jumped of her, and unsheathed her sword. She quietly led Shadow on.

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Ruth Ann, Merry, and Pippin had, finally, arrived at Bree in two of their opinions. After passing through the gate, with slight violent manuvers by one of the crew, the three proceeded to the only "common" place in town, the Prancing Pony, or at least the only one that Pippin and Merry knew well enough not to freak out at.

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Laisidhiel slowed Storm, now certain that other people were there. She decided that anyone who was an enemy of the orcs was most likely on her side, if indeed she had a side other than her own.
"We'll wait for them to show themselves, won't we, Storm?" she said to her horse, who snorted in reply.

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(( Are you right in front of me, Shadowcat? Cause I thought it was only Jax.))

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(Anyone remember what the guys name at the Prancing Pony is?)

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Cyril stopped sudenly as he realized he was being followed. "Did they send a detachment to circle aroudn behind?" he thought to himself.

He drew his sword slowly. "Whos there? Show your self." he called out.

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Aaliyah heard someone call out. She ran up behind the person unsheathing her sword, she then prest the tip against his neck. " First tell me who you are."

(( Let's slow down, C. Farimir wants to join but can't until friday))

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((It is Barlman Butterbur, or really close to that.))

Árey slowed Velkan about one mile from the hills, even though she love the thrill of galluping. Looking up she saw an old watch tower. Near it was some one was looking over the land ((Lughir)). She nugged Velkan to a slow trot as she started off again.

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(Barliman Butterbur, you forgot the i)

Lughir watched as the rohirric rider rode closer. He smiled to himself, remembering his history lessons from his master.

"Both Dunidain and Rohirrim are decendents of the Adain" his master, a scragly black-haired ranger said.
"Really? Than does that mean I'd have a relative in Rohan?"
"Aye, little Lughir, aye..."

He was pulled out of his memory when something caught his eye. A small flash of light in the trees to the West. Must have been the sunlight reflecting off a sword. Shrugging, his grey eyes turned again to the Rohan Rider...

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Cyril turned around, not seeming to be bothered much by the blade.

"I am Cyril Bane, a Dunadan. I am tracking a group of orcs and I erally dont' have much time to waist if you'l ecscuse me."

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"Why hello there little ones!" the man at the counter exclaimed in an all but hoarse vioce well Ruth, Merry, and Pippin each arrived at the front counter of the Prancing Pony.

He was about to talk, but Ruth Ann Underhill interrupted him and took the liberty on herself to just announce what they wanted. "We are just going to refresh up and drop by for the night, Mr. Butterbur," Ruth addressed, "we don't need much except a room, some food, and a few provisions on the way. However, all we need from here is a room and some dinner. I have passed through this area for long enough to know where things are, isn't that right?"

Mr. Butterbur knodded in agreement with Ruth as he assigned them to a room and sent them off. Pippin and Merry immediately took the priveledge of obtaining food upon them. "Let's get a drink," Pippin elated with Merry agreeing by pushing his way through the crowd to the bar.

Ruth Ann, however, was not so instinctive. Instead, she sulked her way around people,and through the crowds while casually listening in to different conversations. None seemed to obtain what she wanted. Ruth ann would hear a few instances about a new "evil threat", but there weren't any of the minor details, there never were any of the minor details here. People came here to get information, and leave with the same bucketload of information that they walked in here with. No, the only reason behind coming to the Prancing Pony, in Ruth's head, was to provide a familiar place to Merry and Pippin. Nothing more to be added, and nothing to be taken away.

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Laisidhiel slowed Storm once again in sight of an old watchtower. Anything could be there, whether it be orcs, elves, humans, or worse. She decided to maintain her position. Anything on top of the tower would see her moving, but there was always the hope that if she stayed still no one would see.
She looked at the orcs' trail with disgust, noting their joy at hacking away at the plants.

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