Neracelc slightly pressed the sword and cutted her skin leaving a red line in her shoulder.

"Oh really? what was it again? Adastrea?.... sure Adastrea... but tell me something... what are you afraid of?"

He walked back to his place and sat down cleaning his scimitar with a white rag that had gone almost black from dirt, but at least there was a small place to wipe the blood of another victim....

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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!

She winced, but refused to cry out when he cut her, "I am glad you show care for something" She muttered as she watched him clean his scimitar. "You are a sick man" She showed no sign of fear when she watchedhim, seeing that he left a place to wipe off something more, which wasnot hard to guess what hehad in mind. At the question of her fears she hesitated, "My fears are my own to face, why should you be so interested in them?"

Neracelc cleaned his scimitar and put it back on his belt as Adastrea spoke.

"Am I?"

Neracelc suddenly interrupted.

"Am I a sick person? What makes me so sick? Hurting others is an every day thing and there are more evil persons in the world than I... if lord Sauron would be alive I would be a lord or something like that... Sauron now there was a truly evil one..."

Neracelc took some water and gave his horse some as he spoke.

"and what do I care for your fears? Don`t know... I guess I`m killing time or just trying to find some ways to punish you, if you try to escape..."

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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!

At the mention of Sauron anger boiled up inside her. "Sauron deserves to be sent t the void!" She bit her lip slightly and looked away. Oldmemories flooding throughher. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and opened them. "Why would I tell you any of my fears only to have them used against me? Besides, my fears are few and are only fears that can happen over a long time period, not something you can punish me by using"

Neracelc shrugged.

"Then you will go trough the way of pain...but that will be reealed to you tomorrow...get some sleep... so that I won`t have to bother with your chit chat or put that rag in your mouth..."

Neracelc drew his sword and kept it at hand against his chest ready to attack, if anyone sneaked up on him.

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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!

"I am not afraid of pain, if I can live through Mordor for twenty nine years, I can live through what you are going to do to me in a couple days. Mordor makes people hard, that is why I do not fear much. If you must know, I fear to die alone, I fear to fall in love, and I fear what may happen to my people if I get in the wrong hands. That is it." With that she turned away, she scooted to theopposite end of the fire as him and laid down.

Neracelc smiled.

"Oh how very kind of you... well first of all... I could wound you badly and eave you to die alone, but I`m sure that my boss will do that to you...and what comes falling into wrong hands I might say that fear has come true already... unless you think that you can escape?"

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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!

"He is not going to kill me, he is going to trade me. And I have escaped from the past six men he has sent after me, why not escape from you?I have already seen a couple of mistakes you have made." She did not look at him when shespoke, she kept her back turned to him the whole time as she tried to wiggle her hands free. The whole time she kept alert, listening for him to move so she could stop.

Hi oh please let me join this sounds interresting- Deawen Elsent
i am going on ahead and posting if you don't want me too just disregard my post and please say somthing.

Name:Deawen
human
very clever good fighter with any weapon and dresses in black sometimes with a red eye. wears a mask (full face) has a horse that is chestnut with a cream main she is from Rohan and sister of Adrod captian of the Dragon tears.

Deawen sat in the tree above the newcomers camp she was quite annoyed with their presence. she felt her way down from the tree landing softly next to the man her black cloak flowed behind her she examined her surroundings. Deawen's blue eyes spotted the elf maiden Deawen stood still thinking " i could rescue her but then thats means one more person to worry about..."Deawen whispered Deawen heard a noise she gripped her sword then someone grabbed her from behind and now held a blade to her throat Deawen twisted herself around to face her attacker it was the man! she spat in his face his grip faltered Deawen pulled free then headed for the edge of the camp but was caught in a trap Deawen yelled she stopped when the man placed his sword to her throat again (what kind of traps are these?)

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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

(OOC - Welcome, glad to have you. Always fun to have more people!)

Adastrea turned when she heard someone behind. There is no way a man of his size could sneak up on her like that. She was surprised to see a woman in their camp. She sat up when Neracelc attacked her. She hesitated and held her arms over the fire while he was busy. A burned wrist was a small price to pay for freedom. She bit her lip, trying not to think about the pain as the ropes caught on fire. She forced herself not to cry out and then rolled the flames out in the grass and wiggled out of the bonds. SHe then started to untie her feet as quickly as possible.

(hey you know I am writing a book and that was one of the ways my character escaped from her captors!! wow!

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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

Neracelc smiled as he caught the intruder.

"well..well...what do we have here? Another hero eh? Fine by me... I think I could sell you as slave to the easterlings..."

He kicked the intruder in the head and turned her around, he took out some ties and tied her up. He smiled and dragged her to the camp, he looked back at the trap and set in again, he returned to the camp smiling and saw what Adastrea was trying. He jumped over the fire and placed his sword on her throat as he looked slightly at Deawen.

"Now... I think I should the other Adastrea... what do you say? I can`t take you both with me and you both oppose a threat...or well she does, but not you...prey..."

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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!

(There You Go With The Hero Stuff! cool!))

Deawen gasped when the man kicked her "i had to be curiose curiosity killed the cat!"Deawen scolded her self Deawen then heard the Man say something about selling her to the Easterlings Deawen sighed again she was done for this would not be the first time she was curiouse and paid Dearly for it when she was on her own she was paid to kill a dwarf she thought she could prehaps find a way out by talking to him but that only made things worse. Deawen relaxed she did not wish to fight "if that is to be my fate" Deawen whispered.

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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

Adastrea moaned slightly when he held the sword to her, her wrists hurt badly, but she sad nothing about the pain. She glanced at the woman who had just come into the camp. She took a deep breath and began backing away. She saw the exact location of the trap that she was caught in, she highly doubted that each trap was set one right next to the other. She glanced at his horse and bit her lip, trying to form a plan. She gave in and held her hands up together, but as soon as he went to grab her she spread them, pushing his hands away, she swung her leg around and ran for his horse. She ran to his horse and pulled herself on his back and kicked him. This would divert the trap and save her life at the same time.

Neracelc fell to the ground and cursed as his pray was getting away, he saw her getting away and hoped the traps to stop her. He got up and ran after her picking a stone from the ground and thowing it towards her head.

"bloody prey.."

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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!

im not going anywhere no use.

Deawen cheered silently as the girl got away then was stopped short when the man picked up a rock "well that was short lived" Deawen smirked

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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