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Posted: Sat Oct 29, 2005 10:24 pm
"Well, preferably somewhere where," she had noticed the shift in topic but sais nothing so as to not be rude, "there are no men." She hissed out the word as if it pyhsicaly hurt her to say it. "But where ever you whish to go.... I have no real purpose since I left Mirkwood...."
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 5:57 am
She nodded her head and kicked her horse in the sides getting him to go into a slow trot onto the continued path. Being neither of them preferably had a plan, she just continued on that path unaware of anything at the moment.
((we need to figure out SOMEWHERE to go.... I acn't think at all of what to say without a plan))
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 9:35 am
(Do you want me to come up with a random place? Or pick it out of a hat or something?)
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 11:54 am
kotor_cow AquamanGTJHS kotor_cow Napier quickly walked up beside Thomas. "Well, if we are going to go after this ring, then I think that we could make it in time to attend to council, perhaps. Follow me, I have gone this way many times." Thomas looked at Napier. "NO I don't want. It sounds stupid." Napier turned to Thomas and started him in the eyes. He couldnt believe that he would not want to take his opportunity to learn more about this "ring". "Wait, let me get this straight. You want the ring, but you don't want to go to the council concerning it?" "yep thats right. I mean we could just wait outside and then steal the ring when it's bearer leaves." Thomas smiled a huge smile that is really big.
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Posted: Sun Nov 06, 2005 3:18 pm
Aishawithissues (Do you want me to come up with a random place? Or pick it out of a hat or something?) ((just pick...))
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 1:08 pm
(First word that came to mind was Gondor. Hows that?)
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Posted: Mon Nov 07, 2005 1:36 pm
((that's what I was Thinking anyway...))
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Posted: Tue Nov 08, 2005 11:12 am
(Okay....)
Sila was quite for a moment, but then turned to Anduin. "I do not know my way around this land. Do you?" She asked. "I have never been here before so I have no knowladge of the land..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 3:38 pm
"I've traveled around here enough to know it rather well, but if we go far off the roards that's another thing."
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Posted: Thu Nov 10, 2005 5:26 pm
Sila smiled and nodded. "That is more than I know. Should we head twords the nearest settelment then?" She asked in a polite tone.
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Posted: Fri Nov 11, 2005 11:44 am
Anduin thought for a moment. The closest settlement, at least the safest closest settlement, was about a day's ride and the major settlement closest to that was Gondor. She tapped her horse's sides and trotted on the path. "There's a small town a day away. We can go there and restock, then head off to Gondor I guess. Have you heard of the return of Isildur's heir?" She said trying to bring up and intresting convorsation.
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Posted: Sat Nov 12, 2005 10:29 am
Sila twitched at the mention of Gondor, but forced a smile onto her face. "Yes, I have heard of him. I met him once in passing during my time in Rivendell... He seemed nice enough, at least to me. Do you know if he is in Gondor now?" She asked after givingher own horse a small nudge with her knees. "Or is he still traveling around?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 10:09 am
She thought for a moment. "I suspect he's runnin around. With all this talk of a ring he's probably been called to do something about it. I wouldn't be surprised if he never shows up in Gondor. He doesn't want to be king after all."
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Posted: Sun Nov 13, 2005 11:58 am
As you journey, the two Elves, Anduin and Sila hear the ear deafening sound that can only come from the 9 fallen ones. They are flying overhead on the Nazgul (misspelled), en route to their targets. The eye knows where they are, as does the white hand. Both are fighting for control over it.
No one could guess at the doom that awaits all.
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