Branwen was at the target range, eyeing the knife she had just thrown. <i>That one is off center.</i> she told herself critically.
As the bell rang, she turned her head and sighed. Why was it that she always forgot about those meetings? She jogged down the range, pulled her knives from the target, and ran back.
She arrived at the Round Room panting slightly, sweat dampening her short brown hair. Although it was early, the day was already warm.
Nodding to the knights already in the room, Branwen took her seat. The tapestry behind her depicted a black raven, flying above grey-green moors.

((I want to join! Can I be an Elf? Where are we?))

name: Arya
title: Lady Knight Arya
age: 28 (if I can be an Elf, I'm
looks like: Long black hair, peircing blue eyes, usually wears hair down but in battles pulls it up, outfit like Arya's (eragon)
sword or other weapons(whats a knight without their sword?): A sword, a bow/arrows, jewled dagger
steed: Shadow Seeker

Arya was reading about when she heard the bell. She marked her spot then ran to the meeting. When she got there she walked to her chair, which had a banner with a silver ship sailing with her sails blowing in a glorious wind on a blue back ground.

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((hm... yes, you can be elf... but dragon rider? Please no... I'd rather just steeds as in horses. Dragons are kinda... evilish... in this rpg. They all work for the Black Night.))

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Shiara drew the string of the longbow to her ear. Man, but that bow was heavy. She stared at the target with steady grey eyes, and loosed the arrow. Thunk. Shiara sighed as she went to retrieve it from the bottom of the target.
"Shall I ever be able to fire this?" she questioned the weapons-master.
"Don't worry, Lady Shiara, the weight takes getting used to. You have a feel for it. Don't give up on it-" His words cut off as a clear, piercing tone covered the grounds. Calling the knights to the Round Room. Shiara unstrung the bow and set it neatly by the other weapons in the weapons room, then rushed up to the room. Many other knights were already there. She nodded a greeting, then sat in her place. Her banner bore a golden crane flying on a field of blue, and underneath a shaggy grey wolf, her personal crest.

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Nauriel heard the beell ring as she was making her way to the stables. I guess I'll have to wait she murmured to herself. She had really wanted to get some riding in, but that would have to wait. She entered the meeting room a few minutes after the bell had rung. She slid into her chair just as the meeting was about to begin.

((We're in Middle Earth right?))

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((nope, this is an rpg for the Knights of the A-U society! so, yeah!))

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(( I get it now! When is the meeting going to start?))

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((In a few more posts))

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Turwaithiel nodded to Eruraina and said, "Oh, I thought I was late. I was working on my moves...and grooming a lone steed I found. Eruraina, you would love him! He is beautiful! I cal him Shadow and he doesn't like anyone but me!" Turwaithiel grinned.

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Eruraina grinned.
"Sure he does, well, maybe he'd like me too. I am the horse maiden knight." she said, and leaned back in her chair.

A few pages came in the room to take orders of what the knights would like to drink. Eruraina asked for some red wine.

Just then, the king, a big man, with a brown beard, and bright cloths came in, and sat in the chair opposite the door. His tappastry was a golden grown on a puple background.
"M'lord Boristho," Eruraina said, bowing her head to the king...

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Turwaithiel nodded and asked the page for a glass of water. Then, when the lord came in, she stood and bowed.

"M'Lord." She greeted him.

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Helena also asked for water as the King entered. She stood up like the rest of the knights and bowed.

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I was Nymphadora Tonks

" Hail Lord" Marius said, rising and inclining his shaggy haired head in respect. " What have we been called together to discuss M'lord?"

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"This is the hour of the Shire-folk, when they arise from their quiet fields to shake the towers and counsels of the Great. Who of all the Wise could have foreseen it? Or, if they are wise, why should they expect to know it, until the hour has struck? "

Turwaithiel, know sitting, was also quite curious at the calling. She thanked a page for her water and after taking a sip, waited patiently for the answer.

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After greeting the king, Arya sat down and waited patiently with the others.

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