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Post by Laerdan on Nov 5, 2003 20:55:58 GMT
Laerdan examained the tracks, "more than one has passed this way, but I do not believe a balrog has been here." Turning to the hobbit she said "Were your companions similarly dressed to you?"
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Nov 6, 2003 9:25:03 GMT
"yes"he replied " our cloaks area matching set bought in Bree" he held the scrap of cloth against his cloak the two were identical " this is one of their cloaks " he announced and went suddenly very quiet
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Post by Galadeth Greenleaf on Nov 6, 2003 18:43:45 GMT
Galadeth looked at the Sky.
"Yes... a balrog was here, and he was not alone..."
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Post by Eloise on Nov 6, 2003 19:19:20 GMT
Galadeth looked at the Sky. "Yes... a balrog was here, and he was not alone..." ((Lol, she! And hurry up and find me! Nen, I know you're in the middle of talking to me, but it's probably better if everyone finds us, then we can join up with them!))
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Nov 6, 2003 19:26:04 GMT
((Lol, she! And hurry up and find me! Nen, I know you're in the middle of talking to me, but it's probably better if everyone finds us, then we can join up with them!)) (((OOC I agree. Let's all get back together!)))
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Post by Laerdan on Nov 6, 2003 22:11:32 GMT
The hope created by traces of both hobbits and Balrog ade the parties hearts lighten and their steps quickened.
Before long the hobbits trail was clear for all to see and there was a smell of stew upon the air.
laerdan said"It appears we will arrive in time for lunch"
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Post by MeredithThornbank on Nov 7, 2003 8:35:13 GMT
as they entered the clearing two hobbits dived out of the centre and behind the nearest trees from which protruded a pair of worried faces Gern Meadowsweet and Tom proudfoot apprentice chefs and obviously very suprised Meredith ran forward and embraced them both then the three hobbits danced a little jigg and collapsed laughing . "We are together again" he shouted " Now no sauce is too complex"
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Post by Galadeth Greenleaf on Nov 7, 2003 18:17:31 GMT
((Lol, she! And hurry up and find me! Nen, I know you're in the middle of talking to me, but it's probably better if everyone finds us, then we can join up with them!)) ((Yes, I know it! I missed the "s", I am sorry!!!!!))
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Nov 7, 2003 18:52:21 GMT
Far away, Nestoneth's keen ears heard a clear voice lifted in song. She turned to the Balrog. "There is an elf out that way, singing. Do you know anything of this?"
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Post by Laerdan on Nov 7, 2003 23:00:02 GMT
Laerdan laughed at the sight of the hobbits,
"It would seem my friends we have found our lost hobbits. prehaps now we should turn our eyes to the skys"
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Post by Eloise on Nov 8, 2003 8:48:35 GMT
Eloise looked at Nestoneth. "Is it not one of your people? My friends were making for Gondor- it is unlikely they would have stopped to wait for me or even come to look."
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Nov 8, 2003 12:49:29 GMT
"Not one of my people, no. We rarely sing so close to the edges of the forest and no-one but archers are out that way today. The song is known to me, but the voice is not. It seems strange indeed that your friends should come here, but since the way to Gondor lies that way, there is no reason not to go and look. I will let the elf know we are here."
Nestoneth started to sing with a clear far-carrying voice. It was a love song, loved by the harpers of Thranduil's hall.
The crescent moon sees my lover Where he wanders far, pathless. Ah, joyous moon, you will see My heart's hope in an encampment.
His face you shall see, his dear face That I desire to see through eyes Wet and tearful with red borders, But filled with a light like yours.
Give him news of me. Say this heart stays true And kiss his face with a little kiss And watch over him, my dear lover.
Then she mounted and began to ride towards the other singer.
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Post by Laerdan on Nov 8, 2003 22:43:19 GMT
Inspired by the beauty of Galadeth's song, Laerdan followed it with her own
"Mellon nín, e-daur dhaer, Balrogem revia, ten cennich? Ú-bedo i valrog um egor dhelu. Gûr dín gâr 'ail, ten estam veldis. Anann tirnim adh rein dín. Caeda charn? Drega in edhil? Pedo gwaithen ú-charnanner den. Pedo ten ú-gaeda firn. Gweston ú-gâr faer umMellon nín, e-daur dhaer, Balrogem revia, ten cennich? Ú-bedo i valrog um egor dhelu. Gûr dín gâr 'ail, ten estam veldis. Anann tirnim adh rein dín. Caeda charn? Drega in edhil? Pedo gwaithen ú-charnanner den. Pedo ten ú-gaeda firn. Gweston ú-gâr faer um"
(My friend, from the great forest, Our balrog strays, have you seen her? Do not call her evil or fell. Her heart has bright light, we call her friend. Long we have watched for her track. Does she lie wounded? Does she flee the elves? Say my people have not wounded her Say that she does not lie dead. I swear she has not an evil spirit.)
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Post by MirkwoodArcher on Nov 9, 2003 6:59:29 GMT
Nestoneth could hear the words clearly now. "Unless there are two balrogs wandering the world, those are your friends. When we meet them, tell them that I have not harmed you. It sounds as if they would be happy to avenge you." She called out to those approaching, "Your Balrog is coming to you with me, wounded by arrows, but living."
She urged Pathgoll on and made for the voices as quickly as she could.
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Post by Simbelmyne on Nov 9, 2003 9:21:02 GMT
Simbelmyne gave a sigh of relief. "She is safe. It appears there is at least one other that does not hold all Balrogs as servants of Sauron." (((OOC: Just remember, we need to rescue Ethalinia's family before they drown )))
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