Deawen Smiled openly she was touched by his words it was good to be loved. " good because no matter what I am fighting along side my men, Drad feels I should have Body guards with me though, never before has a phantom leader ever had bodyguards in battle, though phantoms have never been up against such a force..." she said taking a quill and marking the map though she seemed little affected by his words in side she was giddy and fluttery.

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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

*Sen nodded, as he added a few markings of his own, including the shield wall that he hoped would hold the tide of Maleon's forces back.*
Indeed, it will be a trying time for the both of us. We all must fight our own enemies in this battle, and the wounds go deeper than just the flesh...
*Sen held his head for a second. It was hard to hold in... The traitors, the Fallen would be there. Oh, he loathed them as much as Maleon for what they had done.*

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"For you My lord Sen, but the Phantoms are only defending thier homes not vengence " Deawen said " I am trying to leave as much emotion out of this, the more emotion we pour into this the more mistakes we make and at this point we can't afford any!" Deawen said looking up at him. "something bothers you deeper than the wounds of a silent scream, whatever it is I don't want to know I have far too much on my plate but whatever it is lets hope we can deal with it" she could try to enter his mind to read his thoughts or emotions but she hated doing that it was painful for her and it was invasive so she just used her minds voice to talk to him " Maleon cannot talk like you and I Can, can he? " she asked ,again with her minds voice

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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

*Sen smiled, as he looked into her eyes.*
No, he cannot. He will try to cloud your mind, however. You must not let him do so. You must tell your men as well; the Storm are well aware of Maleon's tricks.
*Sen took her shoulders in his hands, gently.*
I will tell you this, though; there will be an enemy there, and you will know them when you see them. You must not fight them; I must fight them alone.

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Deawen frowned slightly " You cannot fight the whole battle yourself, I will not stand on the Sidelines! You said yourself you would rather have me fight at your side than not!" she protested " You are fighting Argo, Maleon, and Orome only knows who eles and yet you try to keep me safe behind you! " Deawen said keeping her voice low. "we are strongest together..." Deawen said her tone was light not her usual snappish tone when she felt being left out. She held his gaze for a while

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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

I would rather nothing more than you to fight at my side, Deawen; that is true. There is a debt that must be paid by this enemy; one that only I can serve. They...
*Sen looked away for a second, before speaking again, his voice cold.*
They were the ones who betrayed my parents, and killed them in front of me. They, who my father trusted, were not as redeemed as they were made out to be. They opened the gates of my city to Maleon, and it was by their hands that Athenar's ruin was brought about. Do you see why I must be the one to fight them now?

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"CIties rise and Fall! You saw Bredena My entire Kin was slain but you don't see me rushing off to get Revenge!" Deawen hissed " Revenge destroys people! Look at Argo !"
" You cannot do this Alone!"

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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

*Sen clenched his fists for a second. His fury was great at the atrocities of the Fallen, but his love for Deawen was greater, as he relaxed.*
Very well, Deawen. I shall not fight them alone. If you will stand by my side, I will welcome it greatly. My heart has been sorely tried for a long time, through no small part by Maleon and his forces. It would do well for it to find peace.
*Just then, a member of the Storm ran into the tent.*
Forgive me, captain, but Argo's forces gather on the paremeter. There is a white flag; they wish to speak.
*Sen nodded, and dismissed the warrior. He spoke to Deawen, as he picked up his helm.*
So it begins with words. My heart is ready, though. Thank you.

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Deawen stared at Sen with her blue eyes daring him. if one did not know Deawen one would be daunted by her unwavering stare that pierced shadows. " it will be better for if I fought with you " she said her tone back to it usual tone of disipline whent he soldier came in she jumped slightly his message however made her grit her teeth. " Argo has plenty of words but no restriant"

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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

Indeed he may, and I will be sure to not let him say them. We both know this duel will happen, and the bantering of words will just delay this, and our true path. Let us go, Deawen, and speak what little words we will.
*Sen exited the tent, and made his way to where the meeting was to take place. There were three emmisaries from Argo's camp; two lieutennants, including the one who had shot Sen, and Argo himself.*
Speak, Argo, that we may listen to what small words you have to say.

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Deawen followed Sen through the camp avoiding the patches of melted snow and slicks of ice. when she entered the tent she was relieved to find the tent warmer than outside but not by much. Argo stood smugly as she entered, Deawen noted he was not armed with sword or dagger not even a decent knife except for the ceremonious knife bearing the Dragon Tear emblem a sword piercing a tear drop. she wouldn't put it past him to be barbaric here but people do strange things.
he suddenly shifted his weight forward and took a step towards her she tensed ready for anything. in a fluid and well practiced move her swept her right hand into his Deawen reacted without thinking she tugged away her ahnd but his thumb pressed hard into her middle finger prevented her from taking back her hand. "Lady Deawen lovely as ever" he said with a princely bow Deawen scowled " Argo The pauper, Arrogant as ever I see" Deawen replied making sure to remind him of his low status his eyes darkened if anything was a weakness it was being called anything lower than a lord. " I hope you are ready to step down from your position, Lady Deawen" he whispered he clasped his other hand under her already suspended hand she felt a sharp pain in her wrist she tugged at her hand he realsed it with a smile she looked at her wrist but saw nothing wrong. he took a few steps backward smiling. Deawen was puzzled what just happened?

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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

Morwen mustered up a few Phantom riders to go with her and scout out the enemy's camp. As she was starting to ride away, the same young boy of about 12 ran in front of Breda and spoke to her, "Let me come with you." Morwen cursed and kept Breda from rearing. "Again, boy! Moves like that will get men killed! You can come if you have all the necessaries, but keep to the back where you won't do any harm!" She rode on, not noticing the resent in the boy's face.

They wrode to a distant hilltop to watch the meeting and at the same time keep an eye on the camp. Morwen fingered the ring on her finger. She touched the stone with her finger, feeling a strange warmth. Someone asked what was going on, and she was startled when she was able to tell them. She related what she could, slightly abashed at the treasure on her finger.

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Reasons I love England #217:
I saw "whilst" on a traffic sign

The Phantoms selected to go with Morwen where some of Deawen's best soldiers they all obliged and welcomed a chance to get out of the camp. they sat on thier mounts like statues a few dismounted and sat in the snow low to the ground so not to give away their true numbers. " Lady Morwen, see there! " a large well built man said from the ground his voice was thick as if he was talking with marbles in his mouth or that the common tounge was not his native tounge. " see that pack" he pointed using two fingers, what he pointed as was a strange sight agains the snow was a gray blob, it was indeed human or was it? it moved diffirently constantly shifting a yipping noise driftedwith the wind.
" we call them Wulfthey are human but they beleive they are wolves they attack in a pack move as a pack and howl. if you know the dragontears are near never travel alone it may be your doom " he explained the horses shifted slightly at the noise but being trained to stand still they were silent.
the pack shifted again and began to move north to the trees soon they were gone into the trees.
(were you trying to hint Deawen and moren's connection?)

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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

*Sen drew his sword, and held it between Argo and Deawen.*
Stay your hand, Argo, lest I sever it before the duel begins. That is why you are here, is it not? We are ready; I am fighting in Deawen's stead. Name your challenger, if you are to cowardly to accept yourself.

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Deawen Felt ill she couldn't explain it bt it was there. Argo Drew Up Proudly " Not in the least,THough I think Deawen was wise In finding her a defender...Deawen you look so pale and thin, looks to me like Sen has not taken care of you" he stated Deawen was silent " But none the less the phantoms still remain loyal to Deawen even after the blow she delt them for not chosing a Phantom as her Champion..." Deawen drew up " he is not fighting in my stead..." she said with a strange coldness....her expression backed her statement it was stern and commanding.
Argo looked taken aback he looked from Deawen to sen a small smirk passed over his face but quickly vanished.
the small woman stood at her full height " He is fighting for My position... Victor of that duel Fights me Winner takes all " she said bluntly. Argo gapped this was not what he expected. " so mote it be" Deawen finished. the room began to spin for her she closed her eyes and clenched ehr hands under her cloak.

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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

*Sen noticed something wrong with Deawen; he asked her mentally what it was. He suspected that there was something more than just a rude gesture in the grabbing of Deawen's hand. He knew that he must act quickly, and, not waiting for her reply, continued.*
Then, Argo, if you are indeed as prepared to fight for the position of leader of the Phantoms, I await only you. The Storm and Phantoms have drawn a ring to your left. Come, and face the truth.
*Sen began to walk over to the ring, pointedly turning his back on Argo.*

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