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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 14, 2004 22:01:29 GMT -5
*Dernwine looks at the sky and blinks a few times, her eyes adjusting to the lack of light. She glances at el, then at Menel. They both look so peaceful, I don't think I need to stay anyway. So,
*Dernwine sheaths her sword and wanders down to the horses. Baldor greets her fondly and she says a few cheery words in Rohirric to him. She then goes over to Randir, petting him a bit and feeding him an apple. What a wonderful horse, a perfect match for the Elves she thinks.
*Dernwine doesn't mount Baldor and just leave, instead she lies in the tall grass near Baldor and gazes at the stars. She closes her eyes and lets the breeze caress her and the grass surround her. It reminds her of only a few years ago, being thirteen and alone, and running to the fields in the middle of the night... mourning at Lothiriel's grave... cheerless lessons. She sighs and opens her eyes again, forcing the memories away. The stars are certainly bright tonight...
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Post by eleryn on Dec 15, 2004 21:13:45 GMT -5
Eleryn watched Dernwine leave, and slowly turned around to face Menel. She was brushing her horse. Suddenly she wished she hadn't stopped, that she had kept riding. It was hard when you knew that the person in front of her was allowed to walk freely in Middle Earth, and only be banned from Mirkwood.
It was silent, and rather awkward. Since Menel wasn't doing anything evil, there was no reason to try and kill her. She decided to try and talk.
"So what brings you to Rohan?" she asks politely. She even manages to not sound like she is mocking her either. As long as there is no reason to fight, might as well make conversation. But what does one say to their enemy?
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Post by Menel on Dec 16, 2004 21:10:17 GMT -5
Menel brought herself back to reality when Eleryn broke the silence. She slowly raised her head off the boulder behind her and looked at Eleryn in a way as if saying "Why would you care?' but, that was not her response. She figured since she'd gone this far without causing any trouble whatsoever to either of them, she would go a little further, just to see if she could get Eleryn to put even an once of trust in her.
"Passing through." She answered simply. Trust was a big issuse with Menel. There had only been very few whom she had put trust into. Even at a young age. She leaned over and grabbed another log to feed to the fire. When she threw it in, hot embers popped up and swirrled between the two rivals.
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Post by eleryn on Dec 16, 2004 21:54:22 GMT -5
Eleryn watches the embers fly up into the night sky and disapear. Passing through, when does Menel ever simply pass through anything? she thought to herself, but scolded herself. No need to jump to conclusions yet.
"So am I." she said simply.
"Want anything to eat?" she asked, taking out some salted meat, bread, an apple. She began to eat some, drinking water through her canteen as she did. It was weird sitting so close, trying to act nice toward your enemy. It almost made her feel bad for ever being mean, almost. Instead she remembered the faces of the elves that had died at Menel's hand, and it was all she could do to not drop her food and charge at the murderer. She didn't, just sat and ate her food. There was no way she could stay the night, not unless she didn't sleep.
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Post by Menel on Dec 16, 2004 22:00:13 GMT -5
Menel faked a smile and accepted a small peice of bread and nothing else. She ate it in silence, wondering about Eleryn. Maybe a simple conversation... Although Menel hated the idea of conversing with someone, it might break the ice a bit. Just enough to get Eleryn where she wanted her. "It's a bit of a ways from Mirkwood. Vacation, perhaps?" She did well in hiding her cold and hard voice and made it sound a bit more friendly.
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 17, 2004 23:53:24 GMT -5
*Tolwyn dozes off in the meadow, hidden by the long grass. She has no fear of being trampled though, because Baldor is watching out for her. Goodness those Mearas are wonderful.
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Post by eleryn on Dec 18, 2004 21:02:32 GMT -5
Eleryn finished her meal and looked up. Of course you would like to know... she thought. She hesitated for a minute before answering.
"I guess you could call it that." she said simply. She looked back to where Randir was, he was still standing just out of the fire's light, waiting to leave.
"Are you vacationing as well?" she asked after more awkward silence.
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Post by Menel on Dec 18, 2004 21:23:09 GMT -5
Menel sighed. "I'm always vacationing. There isn't a place I ever need to be." She looked back to the sky and back to Eleryn. She really didn'y have much more to say. She already hated the idea of talking to her, but hid it well.
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Post by eleryn on Dec 19, 2004 21:08:42 GMT -5
Now what? she asked, thinking to herself. She was tired of the small talk. What would Mirkwood think of her talking calmly with the enemy?
Of course, at least she could talk with the enemy. But did she want to know that Menel was only an elf like her? It was easier to think that she wasn't, that she was pure evil. How do you know she isn't plotting to make the first move to kill now? Or what if she is simply looking for a place to stay, just like you?
Eleryn tried to think of something else. They used to tell me I was too merciful to be a captain, and here I am proving them right. she thought angrily. By now it was getting obvious that she was uncomfortable. She was fighting with herself, at war in her mind.
But of course, Eleryn was always up to giving people second chances, and as much as she didn't want to, she found that the more time she spent with Menel, the more she was finding that at least for a time, Menel was civilized and not constantly bent on killing and betraying. There was of course, the nagging suspision that maybe she was, and the indecisiveness was confusing her.
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 19, 2004 23:00:35 GMT -5
*Tolwyn gets a good night's sleep. Baldor stands and guards her. She begins to snore lightly as her dreams go on about the randomest, WEIRDEST things ever.
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Post by Menel on Dec 21, 2004 19:41:51 GMT -5
Menel sighed as the clear sky became covered with dark storm clouds. There no shelter for miles that would keep them dry, so Menel stayed still. She pulled her bag to her and began to rumage through it. After a few seconds she pulled out a flask and unscrewed the lid. She held it out to Eleryn, offering her a drink. "Would you care for a drink?"
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Post by Tolwyn on Dec 21, 2004 22:19:52 GMT -5
*Dernwine snores louder, sleeping deeply, and turns over on her side. She curls up like a little kid and sighs as she drems about random.... very random.... things. purple kangaroos.... at walgreens... buying blistex..
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Post by eleryn on Dec 30, 2004 22:55:07 GMT -5
Eleryn sees the storm coming. Great, now there is no escape... she thinks to herself. She politely refuses the drink and pulls her own canteen out.
Randir neighs rather loudly, and Eleryn looks down. He knows it is going to storm and wants to leave.
What am I doing here? She looks across the fire, which starts to hiss as it starts to rain. Half of her wants to grab her bow and just kill her, but the other is already feeling bad for hating someone who was just trying to get by. She kills without a second thought, you saw it yourself she thinks. Then why isn't she trying to kill me right now? It is now very obvious, despite how she tries to hide it, that she is confused.
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Post by Menel on Dec 30, 2004 23:12:35 GMT -5
Menel took a drink and set the flask back in her bag. She pulled up her dark hood just as the rain started to come down. The fire began to steam and eventually went out completely.
Sereg came up behind Menel and towered above her, somewhat sheilding her from the rain. She looked hard at Eleryn, knowing how she felt, having seen her mind several times during the night. She kept up the act and pulled her knees close to her and stayed huddled against the boulder.
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Post by eleryn on Dec 30, 2004 23:23:57 GMT -5
Eleryn tried to look away from Menel, but couldn't bring herself to. As soon as I do she will strike. she thinks to herself as Randir trots up. His ears flatten, but he doesn't move, just stands beside Eleryn, occasionally looking down as if to plead with her to leave.
Eleryn rubbed his side and kept looking at Menel. It was worse now that she couldn't see her eyes. She pulled her now useless hood up out of habit and sat still.
"Maybe I should just leave, it would make things easier." she finally says after moments of silence. Her hair is wet and plastered to her face when she pulls the hood off. She begins to stand, finally taking her eyes off of the enemy.
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