((Sounds like fun! Lets make it a party! Hey Tur, is it okay if our charries know each other and are on this mission together?))

((oh, totally! I would be honored.))

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Deawen got up from her chair her hand was hidden from view but it gripped the hilt of a thin knife. she found a second empty room she liked this room better than the room they just came out of. she sat near the fire so that her features were hard to read. she motioned at the chair just in front of her " please sit" she said still with the emotionless tone.

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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

Turwaithiel couldn't tell if she was armed or not, but she hoped she was, or she would have a lot to teach her before they leave. Turwaithiel sat and nodding repectively at Deawen and then she sighed and removed her hood, revealing her blue-silver eyes, long dark black hair, and her raident skin and pointed ears.

She smiled. "Mae govennan. My name is Turwaithiel. I have been sent to find the Weeping Women. You are her, I believe, are you not?"

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Turwaithiel couldn't tell if she was armed or not, but she hoped she was, or she would have a lot to teach her before they leave. Turwaithiel sat and nodding repectively at Deawen and then she sighed and removed her hood, revealing her blue-silver eyes, long dark black hair, and her raident skin and pointed ears.

She smiled. "Mae govennan. My name is Turwaithiel. I have been sent to find the Weeping Women. You are her, I believe, are you not?"

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Turwaithiel couldn't tell if she was armed or not, but she hoped she was, or she would have a lot to teach her before they leave. Turwaithiel sat and nodding repectively at Deawen and then she sighed and removed her hood, revealing her blue-silver eyes, long dark black hair, and her raident skin and pointed ears.

She smiled. "Mae govennan. My name is Turwaithiel. I have been sent to find the Weeping Women. You are her, I believe, are you not?"

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Deawen stiffened " There are many weeping women in this world how can you know if I am the one you seek...."her voice potrayed atlast some emotion it was a trace of hope.she wasn't too sure why an elf would be looking for her unless....No it couldn't be her husband was dead he would not be looking for her....
" why were you sent? I have not had dealings with the elves since the war..Though my husband was Elf Friend."

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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

Turwaithiel's smile vanished at the mentioning of Deawen's husband. "A friend of mine and me were sent to find the wife of Elf Friend, shortly after his death, may Eru bless his soul." Turwaithiel said, sighing. "My friend went to search for you at another tavern, while I came here. We have finally found you...Deawen." Turwaithiel said, using the name that would belong to the women she sought.

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Deawen felt the old part of her self come to life again, the wild clever and often playful gilr behind the mask of sorrow and grief at the mentioning of her name she had not heard that name in what felt like ages. She smiled inside she knew that her husband had insured her safety in case anything should happen to him, he knew where she would go where she would hide. she gave a hint of a smile
" You have found me but you did not answer my question. why were you sent to find me?" she asked again pulling off a gold ring from her hidden finger. It bore the insignia of Deawen and her husbands house to confirm her idenity, she placed it on the table for the elf to see. " he gave it to me just before he left he said i would need it later...i assume this is what he ment. " a small tear ran down her cheek once again that awful memory choaked her happiness.

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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

Fearan leapt of his mare, carefuly securing her to a post outside the inn. His mission had been failure: the place he visited was home to raunchy men and even raunchier women. Deawen was not there, he was sure of it. He opened the door, dressed much the same way his companion was. Some of the keener mortals noticed, while the others made the connection that he and Tur were together only after Fearan walked up besides the she-elf.

Fearan noticed before he approached that Tur was deep in conversation with a woman. She must have found her Fearan thought to himself. His keen eyes picked out the insignia on the ring, recognizing it as the house of his friend. "Deawen, I presume?" He said soflty, extending a calloused hand.

Deawen halfway drew the thin knife she carried but seeing no threat relaxed she looked at his hand for a moment then timidly she placed her hand on his then pulled it away as if her hand was not to be exposed. she said nothing only nodding a responce to his assumption.
she leaned back in her chair inspecting the elves with placid expression. she looked at the ring a dragon as the ring it's wings supporting a shield bearing a bird of fire. It had only been three months since her husbands death she was never presented with a body but they told her none survived...she didn't believe them but she had no choice.

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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

Turwaithiel smiled at Deawen as she looked at the ring.

"He was right. You see, Lady Deawen, after your husband-" But Turwaithiel was cut off from her explaination when Fearan arrived. She smiled at her long time friend, and partner.

"You are late, mellon nin. I found the Lady with Tears, as Galadriel requested us to do." She smiled and nodded to Fearan, and then said to Deawen, "This is Fearan, the other Elf I told you about that was to help me find you."

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Deawen leaned forward suddenly her cloak parted revealing her curved sword. " You have yet to explain why you were sent to Find me!" she growled " my second question is.. now that you have found me what were you instructed to do?" she asked her voice back to it's usual calm.

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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

Turwaithiel's eyes flashed as she waited for Deawen to calm.

"We were sent to find you by the Lady of the Wood. She has found the leader and his band of orcs that killed your husband 3 months ago. We thought you might want to aid us in finding them and killing them...and also using them to find out certain information about the Dark Lord and stopping him before he causes more women to become widows and more children to become fatherless."

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Deawen stood up her eyes giving full warning of her anger " I swore to him I would not Kill! I will not go back on my Promise! I gave up my Fighting Days! they are in the past. " she exclaimed this time however she did not calm back down but stood scowling.

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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

Turwaithiel stayed seated, unmoved. "I do not know the promises you made to your husband. The Lady just thought that you might want to go on this journey with us." Turwaithiel shrugged, but then quieted. "Your husband was a dear friend of mine, ever since childhood. It hurt to see him go...and I look forward to looking at his killer...with a blade in my hand." She blinked and then looked back up. "But it is your choice, Lady."

((I hope Tur knowing your husband isn't a problem....if so, I'll edit. ))

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