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Post by eleryn on Jan 6, 2005 21:37:00 GMT -5
Nauriel too slowed her pace when the terrain roughened. Creatures? she thought.
"Do you know what sort of creatures guard this treasure, and whether or not we will live through an attack by one?" she asked him, looking ahead at the mountains. "Surely we don't ride to our doom?" she said, looking at him curiously.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 5, 2005 21:31:24 GMT -5
He sure is in a hurry she thought to herself as she began to follow him again. She looked toward the mountains again and smiled. The thought of being one of the first to discover the long forgotten stories, treasure, and lore of the people that lived here made her happy. Made her feel useful.
She followed slightly behind Baranor, not quite used to his eagerness for buried treasure quite yet. While she was behind she thought about what they might find, and maybe if there was a reason why it was lost.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 4, 2005 21:50:20 GMT -5
Nauriel followed at a slower pace, and when she reached Baranor she became aware at how different it felt. It was no longer raining, though she could hear the rain behind her and it was still cloudy.
It feels dark here she thought to herself. Dark and tense and lonely.
"You took off pretty fast" she said, looking at him curiously. "Did you see anything, or are you just anxious?"
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Post by eleryn on Jan 4, 2005 21:24:15 GMT -5
"I have a horse, thank you though." she says, mounting Laire. "And thank you for the tent last night as well."
She looked up at the rain and took off her hood. Nauriel enjoyed rain, and didn't mind it at all. The rain would have soaked through her cloak anyway.
She then looked toward the area that Baranor was pointing at and smiled. "Then lets go!" she said excitedly, ready to go and explore things long forgotten. That was her purpose; to find out what had long since been forgotten and lost.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 4, 2005 21:10:08 GMT -5
Nauriel heard a whistle and woke immediately. She could hear rain pattering on the roof of the tent and could see it trickling down the sides. She changed quickly and put her cloak on, pulling the hood up as she walked outside.
She walked to her horse, Laire, and put her things in the saddle bags. Nauriel then turned to face Baranor.
"How long has it been raining? Did you have to sleep in the rain?" she asked, looking concerned. She was afraid that by giving up his tent he had recieved no sleep.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 4, 2005 20:58:03 GMT -5
Nauriel was shocked by two things:
First, that this man gave up his tent for her. Most of the human race she had met in her life were very selfish people.
Second, that he fell asleep so quickly.
She finished mending her dress and then timidly stepped inside with her things. Using her cloak as a pillow, she laid down on the ground and looked up at the ceiling of the tent and sighed. After awhile she fell asleep, and began to dream about Mirkwood.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 4, 2005 20:35:09 GMT -5
Nauriel shook it awkwardly. "I enjoy travelling as well." she said, then continued her mending. Her bright red hair fell in her face so she tucked it behind her pointed ears.
"Do you have a camp in mind? Or do we have to make it still?" she asked without looking up. She was glad that the man wasn't angry with her clumsiness, it was a nice change. Clumsy elves are few and not well liked.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 2, 2005 1:17:02 GMT -5
Nauriel peeked out from behind one of the buildings and looked the newcomer over. He appeared to be waiting, and since there were no others around, and she was supposed to meet up with a team. I guess this is my team... she thought.
Quietly she stepped out from behind the old building and walked toward the man. It was strange meeting someone you were going to work with for the first time, and she prayed she wouldn't do anything stupid.
Her horse followed her, and was in no way quiet in doing so. She reached the man and tripped on a rock, and grabbed the bench to keep from falling. In doing so, she got part of her short green dress caught on the edge, and it ripped. Thank Eru I have pants and a shirt on underneath this... was the first thing that went through her mind.
"Sorry, I am Nauriel.. I am hear to explore the old caves and things..." she said quickly, taking out a needle and some string. She sat on the bench and began to mend the torn hem.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 8, 2005 20:57:00 GMT -5
Eleryn starts walking towards the mouth of the cave. She hears what Nevias is saying, but this time her weariness works for her, as now she is too tired to care what he is saying.
Jest say no? Become Queen? That doesn't make sense... she thinks as it slowly sinks in. She shakes the thoughts away and instead thinks about whether or not she will make it outside before falling asleep.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 4, 2005 20:18:03 GMT -5
Eleryn had been going over what Nevias had said the first time. It nearly broke her, until she heard things outside. That drew her attention for a moment, just until Nevias started talking again. She didn't want to believe it, but what he said made sense.
"No.." she managed to say. Thoughts were racing through her head, Legolas, Nevias, Menel, weariness... the list kept growing. Would he do such a thing? What if Nevias was telling the truth?
He was exciled, he is the enemy. Never trust the enemy... her mind told her. It was almost hard to stand. Leave Mirkwood? Legolas often talked of leaving, would he leave her? You don't want to leave either way... her mind said again.
Would Legolas do something like that? Her mind began to race even faster.
Nevias mentioned an alternative... her mind told her. An alternative to all these thoughts seemed so nice. To give in and sleep, not have to worry about Mirkwood and Legolas anymore...
Suddenly she stood, though it was a great effort. She threw her weariness aside for the moment, sleep could come later.
"I could never join with you and betray my only home." she said, looking right at Nevias. Then she became aware once again of the noise outside, and shifted her gaze towards the opening of the cave. She spotted two people. She guessed one was Menel, and then saw the other.
"Eoden!" she said happily, before turning to look at Nevias again.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 2, 2005 3:08:07 GMT -5
"Please don't play with me anymore. What do you want, Nevias?" she says quietly. It isn't mean, just firm. She is tired and knows the game, and is ready to quit and go home.
How are you going to get out of this one Eleryn? she asks herself, looking over at Nevias. Rule number two is always trust your first instinct. she thinks, angry with herself for coming.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 2, 2005 2:54:23 GMT -5
Not again, it can't be Nevias.. she thought. For a moment she froze, then as kindly as she could declined his offer.
"I already ate." she said simply. I can't do this twice in one night with no sleep.. she thought to herself, holding the long knife and wishing it were her bow.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 2, 2005 2:44:34 GMT -5
Eleryn detected some bitterness in his answer, which alarmed her.
She dismounted Randir and walked into the cave. There was a nice comfortable fire. She sat down beside it, and immediately began to regret her decision. The chances of this being who she thought it was grew, and she tightened her grip even further on her long knife.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 2, 2005 2:34:38 GMT -5
Eleryn tightened her grip on her long knife and accepted. "I will just follow you." she said. She was the captain of the guard in Mirkwood, if anything happened she could handle it, right?
"Where are you from?" she asked. She decided she didn't like looking at his ice blue eyes, so she looked at the forest in front of her.
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Post by eleryn on Jan 2, 2005 2:21:09 GMT -5
Eleryn saw him, and Randir stopped. What are the chances of seeing two enemies in one night? she asked herself, beginning to question whether or not she was alright. Randir's ears were still flattened, and he certainly didn't like the stranger. He sounded like he meant no harm, but he was persistent.
I am too tired to try and decipher whether or not I am amongst friend or foe. she thought to herself.
"Where is your camp?" she asked after a pause. She hadn't completely given in, but surely there was no harm in going with the stranger. It couldn't be who she thought it was.
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