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spacelady Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 4/27/07 10:11am Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	IC as Alatariel Súrion "Our first duty is to Lorien and our people, if the lady has called us home we must go" Alatariel had let out the breath she did not know she was holding. Giving him a nod, she turned and reached over the small bed to get the rest of her items. The Elvish woman then pushed those things into a small brown bag, one that she would place into the pouch of the saddle when they left. "Which is why I am ready to leave now." She answered in a slightly confident voice. Alatariel went past him in order to leave the room, but stopped a foot away from Tyrion. She kept her back to him for a moment before turning and looking up at him. "I am sorry for this, I do hope in time you will learn to forgive me." ...even though she did nothing wrong. She gave the male Elf a weak smile and then left her room, with him in tow, no doubt. Heading down the halls, she spoke in their ancient language, "first before we leave, however, there are people I must speak with...I can assure you, Tyrion, it will not take long." For some reason for another, she reached down and took his hand in hers, giving it a warming and loving squeeze. And then on impulse, she brought his hand up and placed a small kiss on the back of his hand...if he would allow her. Alatariel then took her hand back and exited the inn. She stopped dead in her tracks soon after and let her green eyes scan the area. She had to resist the urge running to the wounded and healing them, which was clear as sadness took control of her expression and her eyes watching them. No, if we do not make it to Lorien in time, the same thing will happen there. The people of Rohan can take care of these people. Giving a small shake to clear her wandering thoughts, she continued to look around and found Elender, but she would approach him last. Just to find Hector...there he was. Motioning with her head slightly, as it would hurt her arm. Part of her knew she should have taken care of her own wounds, but there was no time. Even now, however, the blood from the wound across the arm began to soak through her riding coat and gown, to which she ignored. Alatariel hurried to Hector who was around Lilliathyn and Isilmé. "Hector," she called to him in the common tongue. "I must speak to you." Tag: Tyrion, Hector, Lilliathyn and Isilmé -----signature----- "So, how do you like my swimming?" Engaged to Darth_Elu! Supreme Ruler Desreh of the Sith Empire This is my life. Live with no fear.
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Tog Registered: Jan '07	Date Posted: 4/27/07 12:22pm Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	Scragg-Iron Hills, Goblin Capital, Slave Mines Scragg stood infront of an elf slave, the slave was defiant and he wouldnt dig. The slave was dressed only in tattered shorts and a head band. The slave's back was red and bloody from being wipped. Scragg drew a sword and put it to the slave neck. "Speak your name Slave!"Scragg commanded. The slave stared hard at the goblin with defience. Scragg lowered his blade, then quickly hit the elf across the face with the flat of his blade. "Speak you name!"Scragg commanded again. The elf stared back at Scragg. Scragg turned to a Slave Keeper, this one was a rather cubby goblin; he had a wip and cane, which he used to keep the slaves in order. Scragg barked an order at the keeper. "Four Horses for this one!"Silence fell over the scene, even the Slave Keeper stood in horror at the command. The Four Horses, the worst kind of Torture that Scragg has. You tie a rope to each on of the victim's limbs, each rope gets a horse, then the horses are force to run with the ropes, all the horses go in a differnt direction. They do this till the Victim's limbs tear themselves from the Victim. The slave was dragged, kicking and screaming. "My name is Foreth! Please Mylord! It's Foreth!"The elf pleaded, but his pleas we not heard by Scragg. The goblin king stood watching the specticle with a smile on his face. The ropes were tied around the victim's limbs and four horses, that the goblins captured over the years, were brought out. The ropes were tied to the saddles of the horses and the four horses were mounted by four members of the Red Sun. They kicked at the horses and the horses started off, pulling with all their might. The slaves screams echoed threw out the mines. His skins started to tear, revealing the muscle under it. Then suddenly the four limbs tore straight off, showering the ground in blood. The slave's final scream of pain could be heard and felt by all Elven kind. Tag: Spacelady, Morkai, Any -----signature----- "Cover ears Big Boom Boom comin!"-Tek
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Darph_Nader Registered: Aug '05	Date Posted: 4/27/07 5:38pm Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	IC NEVATAR: As Tyrion and Alatariel began to kiss, Nevatar turned and left. He knew enough not to hang around them while they were sharing their affection. Nevatar walked back to his room, and found the little girl holding one of his crossbow bolts in her hands. She was analyzing it intensely. Nevatar sat down on the cot. "I like this one, mister Elf," she said, holding up an ornately designed bolt. Nevatar smiled at the "Mister Elf." He'd been called a lot of things, but he liked that. "It was given to me during my stay in Lorien. I... gave them my services, for which they thanked me - with that." The girl put the bolt on the small table at the opposite end of the small room, and walked over to the bed. As she sat down, Alatariel walked in. Funny that she knew which room I was in... "What is the problem?" she asked. "You're pretty," the girl said, almost immediately after the Elf had asked her question. Nevatar smiled, and rose to his feet. "Can we talk outside for a moment?" The woman didn't reply, as she gained a distant look in her eye. Nevatr took a step forward, but Alatariel didn't seem to move, as if she was in a trance. After a few moments, her eyes refocused. Nevatar, to say the least, was confused. His face changed to a look of confusion, and Alatariel seemed to wince. “Keep this child safe and if you cannot find her mother or family…perhaps bring her to Lorien, but now is not a safe time. I must go; something has stirred and directed my attention to it. Take care and may the Valor keep you and the girl safe.” She gave a curt nod, and turned to leave. "So, you want me to come with you to Lorien?" Nevatar called out after her. He turned to the girl. "I'm going to need to leave again for a moment. Don't touch anything." Nevatar turned to follow Alatariel. She had stopped farther down the hall, and was talking with Tyrion. He didn't catch the first part of their conversation, but did catch something about Lady Galadriel and Lorien being in danger. He didn't catch what in particular was endangering Lorien, but he knew that whatever would dare threaten that beautiful land, it had to be detestable. Nevatar turned, and hurried back to his room as Alatariel told Tyrion to begin packing. He may not have been officially invited, but he thought it beneficial to tag along. After all, he'd rather have help fighting a large enemy than going it alone - and there wasn't much his new companion could do in the way of battle. Nevatar entered his room, to find the girl sitting on her hands on the bed. "You said not to touch anything," she explained as Nevatar gave her an incredulous look. "We're going to be going on a little trip," Nevatar said as he hurriedly packed his belongings back into their bags. "It'll only be for a little while, and then we're going to come back here. All right?" The girl nodded. "All right." Nevatar slung his bags over his shoulder, and picked up the girl with his free arm. Nevatar left his room, and walked down the hallway, and stopped at the front desk. He slapped several coins down on the table. The innkeeper took them, and looked at them closely. "You sure are the big spender, eh?" "I guess you could say that," Nevatar said as he smiled. "The extra's for the safety your building provided me during the raid." The innkeeper nodded his head. "Didn't do much for that other guy, though... heard his wife died...." Nevatar exited the inn, and headed for the stables. As he walked through the village, a gut-wrenching pain seized his body. His vision blurred, and almost collapsed, were it not for the fact that he leaned up against a wall. The pain subsided almost as quickly as it had come, but the sound of a long, painful scream continued to echo in his mind. He had no idea what exactly it was supposed to mean, but he knew it bore ill tidings. The quicker I get out of here, the better. Nevatar found his way to the stables, and saddled up his horse. He placed the child on the top of the horse, and walked the beast out of the stables. She saw Alatariel standing in the distance, talking to someone else. Nevatar walked up and stopped a short distance off, waiting for the two to finish their discussion, as he had many questions to ask this Elf. TAG: Morkai, spacelady, Tog, Twinky_Strider, JediMasterAnne (basically everyone, right?) D_N -----signature----- Padawan of humorosity to Commander-DWH! RPG Master to WISE_JEDI12! No, I am NOT Ralph Nader.
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DarthSubZero Registered: Nov '06	Date Posted: 4/27/07 7:17pm Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	IC: as Hector Bronzehides the II. ------------------------------- As Lilliathyn and Islime went to prepare themselves, Hector went to inspect his follow voyagers, fellow soldiers. "Are all the injured secure in the carts?" Hector asked a soldier in charge of the task. "Well, sir, with carts, it really can't be more secure than this." the soldier said, waving his arm at the carts...and he was right. There really wasn't anything that could be done with the loose peoples. Hector only gave him a glance, and went to the helm. ...and now there was another distraction, now besides the waiting for the two women...only that this one involved Alatariel, the elf lady. What would be the predicament? Alatariel hurried to Hector who was around Lilliathyn and Isilmé. "Hector," she called to him in the common tongue. "I must speak to you." "What is it?" Hector inquired, "because...." Hector then turned to lookback at the convoy. "...I'm very busy right now." ---------------------------- TAG: Lilliathyn, Islime, Alatariel -----signature----- You know for a second, I forgot what came after "With Great Power.."! Starkiller>Vader
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spacelady Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 4/27/07 9:41pm Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth - Date Edited: 4/27/07 10:38pm (1 edits total) Edited By: spacelady
	OOC: Post 200! IC as Alatariel Súrion Just as Alatariel reached Hector, almost the sharpest pain seared through her shoulders and thighs. She wrenched back, startled, and then felt, through the incredible pain, her body begin to collapse, and during this an echoing scream pierced deep in her mind. She winced and then very slowly straightened herself as the pain and scream faded quickly. Shaking her head to clear her mind from being taken aback and gave a confused look to Hector, even though they both knew he wouldn't know what just happened to the Elvish maiden. "...I'm very busy right now." Alatariel took control and concentration once more and nodded, after taking a quick scan at the "convoy" behind them. "I understand this, but you must take your warriors twenty miles north of Helm's Deep to where the Goblin encampment is located at. During that time, Tyrion, possibly Elender and his Elvish warriors, and myself will not be with you to help. Something is happening in Lorien. We must head there as soon as we can to give our service. I wish you luck if you indeed journey the encampment. You will be missed, my friend." She gave a small smile and moved her arm to give the traditional Elvish salute, but winced at the gash in her arm. Instead, Alatariel just gave a one shouldered (the good arm) shrug and another smile, confident that he would do well. Tag: Hector and Tyrion -----signature----- "So, how do you like my swimming?" Engaged to Darth_Elu! Supreme Ruler Desreh of the Sith Empire This is my life. Live with no fear.
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DarthSubZero Registered: Nov '06	Date Posted: 4/29/07 5:23pm Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	IC: As Hector Brounzides the II ---------------------------------- "I understand this, but you must take your warriors twenty miles north of Helm's Deep to where the Goblin encampment is located at. During that time, Tyrion, possibly Elender and his Elvish warriors, and myself will not be with you to help. Something is happening in Lorien. We must head there as soon as we can to give our service. I wish you luck if you indeed journey the encampment. You will be missed, my friend." Hector was about to ask what was going on...but he digressed. It was none of his bussiness to pry into the ones of Lorien. The convoy had to start now...but he wanted to say a few things... ...he truly wanted to express his feelings... ...but no. He wouldn't...he shouldn't. "Well..." Hector said while thinking of something to mask his emotions, "I pray that we see each other once more. But I must make haste. We have injured in our company, and must reach Edoras as soon as possible." Hector suddenly gave a loud "HYA!" as he made Lightfoot start...thereby begining the convoy with many injured, soldiers, and Islime and Lilliathyn in tow. ------------------------- TAG: Lilliathyn, Islime, Alatariel ----------------- OOC: You don't mind that I skip the preparations for Lilliathyn and Islime, right Twinky/JMA? -----signature----- You know for a second, I forgot what came after "With Great Power.."! Starkiller>Vader
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Twinky_Stryder Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 4/30/07 6:13am Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	OOC: No, it's fine. IC: Isilmé Isilmé motioned Light to start moving along. She didn't focus on anything in particular, just riding. It would be some time before they would reach Edoras, hopefully nothing would happen to them along the way. People huddled in groups as they stumbled along the way. The worst of the injured were on carts, some moaning and tossing in fever dreams, others just screaming when they were jolted the wrong way. It was a terrible sight, but the sooner they got to their destination, the sooner these people could get help. TAG: anyone OOC: Yeah, I know the posts are short, sorry -----signature----- Ranger of FFUK I don't care, I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me FFUK awards 2006 Best Female Poster What about the Twinky?- Ghostbusters
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spacelady Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 4/30/07 12:32pm Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth - Date Edited: 4/30/07 12:36pm (2 edits total) Edited By: spacelady
	IC as Alatariel Súrion Alatariel watched Hector as he thought, waiting quietly. It seemed as he was debating on something, but what that was that seemed to be troubling him, Alatariel wouldn't know. "I pray that we see each other once more. But I must make haste. We have injured in our company, and must reach Edoras as soon as possible." The Elvish maiden cocked an eyebrow and opened her mouth to ask what was wrong, but could not get a word out before Hector and his horse took off. She backed up for the carts of wounded Humans to go pass her, her eyebrows furrowed in thought. Was everything okay with Hector. The next time they would meet, she would indeed inquire about this...if they met ever. Turning to Tyrion, she blinked when she saw Nevatar waiting for her. I hope this does not take long. Valor knows we are in a desperate hurry. Tag: Nevatar and Tyrion -----signature----- "So, how do you like my swimming?" Engaged to Darth_Elu! Supreme Ruler Desreh of the Sith Empire This is my life. Live with no fear.
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spacelady Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 5/3/07 6:37am Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	OOC: Up! -----signature----- "So, how do you like my swimming?" Engaged to Darth_Elu! Supreme Ruler Desreh of the Sith Empire This is my life. Live with no fear.
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spacelady Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 5/4/07 10:35am Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth - Date Edited: 5/4/07 10:36am (1 edits total) Edited By: spacelady
	OOC: Okay, come on, you guys. Post! IC as Injured Child on Horseback A small little girl sat, hunched over in the poorly made saddle on the brown horse. She had ridden for a very long time it seemed, tired, in pain, hungry, and most of all, thirsty. Her mother had given her the horse just before her death and had her ride as fast as she could to find some kind of help. Her home. Snowbourn was suddenly attacked by a large group of Orcs with added Goblins. And the little girl had seen her sisters and mother die before her. Only the Valor knew how lucky she had been to escape. And then figures in the distance made her sit up the saddle with whatever effort she had and blinked. People? Finally? Her heart lurched and urged the horse on faster. When she came still a little ways away, she climbed off the horse with some difficulty, running the rest of the way to the man in front. "Please help me! My village has been attacked! Snowbourn has been attacked!" She then started crying, now realizing that she was all alone. Tag: Hector, Lilliathyn, and Isilmé -----signature----- "So, how do you like my swimming?" Engaged to Darth_Elu! Supreme Ruler Desreh of the Sith Empire This is my life. Live with no fear.
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DarthSubZero Registered: Nov '06	Date Posted: 5/4/07 7:02pm Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	IC: As Hector Bronzehides the II ---------------------------------- After they had gone a respectable distance on the route, Hector decided to look back at the convoy he himself was leading.... ...the sight made him wince. The carts, as much as he hated to admit it, were ill-suited for the injured. They rocked back and forth against the walls, only amplifying the injuries...their moans can be heard even from his position. Not only that, soldiers, still weary from the last battle, hunched on their horses...and he wasn't at top shape either. Lilliathyn and Islime seem to be the only ones not effected.... ....all in all, it looked bad..... A noise... ...what could it be? It was in fact a horse... on top of it a young maiden...it seemed to be a distress. She then ran up to him. "Please help me! My village has been attacked! Snowbourn has been attacked!" Hector considered this...here was this little girl...yet he had injured on his hands! As heartless as it would seem to regulars, he also couldn't put his men or the crippled in dangger just for the plight of one.... ...he continued to consider though, not giving an answer. ------------------ TAG: Girl, Lilliathyn, Islime -----signature----- You know for a second, I forgot what came after "With Great Power.."! Starkiller>Vader
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Twinky_Stryder Registered: Nov '03	Date Posted: 5/5/07 6:41am Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	IC: Isilmé She saw Hector talking to the young girl. Turning Light she rode over to them. "What's going on? Is another town under attack?" She asked. She looked over at Hector, then back to the girl. Her face was desperate, they couldn't just abandon her. She looked sharply back at Hector. "Can we spare anybody? How far is the town?" IC: Hector -----signature----- Ranger of FFUK I don't care, I'm still free, you can't take the sky from me FFUK awards 2006 Best Female Poster What about the Twinky?- Ghostbusters
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DarthSubZero Registered: Nov '06	Date Posted: 5/5/07 9:37am Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	IC: As Hector Bronzehides the II ----------------------------------- "Can we spare anybody? How far is the town?" Hector still conidered this plight....Snowbourn was a relatively small town...but he couldn't just stand by while another village was attacked...and if Theonden even acted,it would be too late.. ...yet he had a convoy to protect... ...he reached a decision. "Fair lady..." Hector said, kneeling so be on par with the girl's height, "how far is this town of yours? I will do what I can to help you." ------------- TAG: Islime, Girl -----signature----- You know for a second, I forgot what came after "With Great Power.."! Starkiller>Vader
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spacelady Registered: Mar '03	Date Posted: 5/5/07 9:41am Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth - Date Edited: 5/5/07 9:45am (2 edits total) Edited By: spacelady
	OOC: Damn you DarthSubZero! IC as Little Girl The young girl watched as the man stayed quiet. Well? What was he waiting for?! Wasn't he going to do something? Then another woman approached on horseback. "What's going on? Is another town under attack?" The girl nodded quickly, wipping her tears from her dirty face. "Can we spare anybody? How far is the town?" She turned to point out where, and then realized...where did she come from? She remembered it was in the general east direction, but - she had made turns on the way here...Panic gripped her chest painfully, where did she come from?! Here she began weaping again in overall fear and panic. "Fair lady...how far is this town of yours? I will do what I can to help you." The young girl watched as the tall man knelt down to her. She wipped her tears. "Only a few miles....I-I think...I don't remember which direction I came from...." Tag: Hector and Isilmé -----signature----- "So, how do you like my swimming?" Engaged to Darth_Elu! Supreme Ruler Desreh of the Sith Empire This is my life. Live with no fear.
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DarthSubZero Registered: Nov '06	Date Posted: 5/5/07 1:51pm Subject: RE: War of Middle Earth
	OOC:.....kewwwweeel, I'm evil. . IC: As Hector Bronzehides the II ----------------------------------- "Only a few miles....I-I think...I don't remember which direction I came from...." "Don't worry...what you gave us is enough." He then pointed at the soldiers. "All of you!" he said, "Come with me! We will deal with this goblin threat. Go the direction the girl has pointed out for us untill you find a town...I will be with you shortly." The soldiers followed their orders obidiently, and Hector knelt down to the girl once more. "Now...stay here and watch these people," Hector said, pointing at the injured in the carts, "a finger shall not and will not be laid on them. Those two ladies," Hector waved his hand to indicate Lilliathyn and Islime, "will help you. Do you understand?" ------------------------- TAG: Girl, Lilliathyn, Islime -----signature----- You know for a second, I forgot what came after "With Great Power.."! Starkiller>Vader
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