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Post by Melian on Jun 28, 2002 13:33:53 GMT -5
i think we shoudl move as quickly as posible, that way we will cover more ground, i also think that from the brown lands we should go north, and west twards the old forest neer the shire. they might be their.
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Post by Imrel on Jul 1, 2002 18:14:01 GMT -5
well let's get moving then. *gets moving.*
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Post by The Witch King on Jul 2, 2002 1:34:01 GMT -5
*Follows at the back*
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Post by Imrel on Jul 3, 2002 12:38:04 GMT -5
(i'm temporarily removing myself from the story as i won't be around for a while.)
*stops very suddenly, squeezing her eyes shut. opening them, she glances nervously at the others.* sorry to run off, but... well... i'll try and catch up later, all right? *without waiting for an answer, she runs off back the way they came, bag swinging as she goes.*
(see y'all later.)
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Post by Rhiannon on Jul 3, 2002 13:46:53 GMT -5
*looks puzzled* Uhm, well then, see you Firebird
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Post by Melian on Jul 5, 2002 1:58:58 GMT -5
i guess she had something important to do back at ravindell. . . oh well *shrugs* the trip must continue.
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Post by The Witch King on Jul 6, 2002 13:51:24 GMT -5
*Is still following at the back. Hunches his shoulders and bows his head as it starts to rain heavily.*
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Post by Sinron on Jul 8, 2002 7:51:53 GMT -5
*took out an unbrella like object and start to sing*
Rain, rain go away
Come again another day
Little children want to play
;D ;D
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Post by Melian on Jul 8, 2002 15:33:39 GMT -5
"its raining its pooring
the old man is snoring
he went to bed
and bumped his head
and couldnt get up in the morining!"
lol *takes off her cloke and dances around in the rain*
im singing in the rain! just singing in the rain!
lol j/k
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Post by The Witch King on Jul 10, 2002 2:22:09 GMT -5
 *Sits astride his horse looking thoroughly miserable and wondering why he ever agreed to this.* (Sinron that was funny through  )
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Post by Melian on Jul 10, 2002 13:34:36 GMT -5
~they march on for a long time and by nightfall they are just a few miles from the brown lands~
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Post by Sinron on Jul 11, 2002 5:16:10 GMT -5
(Thankyou ;D)
*Stop suddenly, remembering that she was a Nazgûl*
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Post by Imrel on Jul 20, 2002 18:32:33 GMT -5
(mind if i add a plot twist?)
*two figures appear in the distance. though hard to distinguish, one of them undoubtedly raises its arm, pointing to the group. the two start running towards them quickly.*
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Post by The Witch King on Jul 23, 2002 8:29:25 GMT -5
*peers into the distance, standing in his stirrups to try and get a better look.*
Now who's that?
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Post by Imrel on Jul 23, 2002 13:07:41 GMT -5
(well, only a little plot twist.)
*a voice calls to them over the wind that has picked up.* rhia, mel! *they're still hard to see through the darkness of night, but hoofbeats can be heard.* darkshines, sinron... it's me, fire...
*all of a sudden, the two people on horseback have reached the group. firebird, cloak billowing, is atop her stout beige stallion, rudigar, and a hooded young girl is perched on a chestnut mare next to them.*
i'm sorry i had to rush off, i had... business to attend to...
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