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Post by Aurora on Sept 5, 2007 23:45:18 GMT -5
Arien felt so many things rushing through her veins that she could hear her heart pounding in her head. Her eyes were not her usual green, instead they were this blue with an outline of black and the wound looked horrible. She was a pretty girl, but she didn't even think she would make it.
She felt that she was on a horse now and for some reason she was more aware of what was going on. Like some other force was controling her despite her will to just want to close her eyes and pass out. She had this urge to fight this elf who was trying to save her, so in this she began tot struggle with him. Trying to get him to get knocked off the horse like her body was telling her to do.
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Post by Ademar on Sept 5, 2007 23:54:35 GMT -5
Nestaron felt the girl moving slightly and he heard the words of the Wraith. Suddenly the girl sat up and began struggling with him, but he looked into her eyes, seeing she was still partly there wit him. "I'm so sorry my lady" -he said and with that he took his first and punched her right into her forehead knocking her unconscious. she passed out onto the horse again and he never stopped riding. By now it was impossible for the wraith to stop them. He would get her to rivendell. The wraith would have to find a way to them both another day.
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Post by ringwraith on Sept 6, 2007 11:12:37 GMT -5
Morgomir felt her conciousness leave him and he opened his eyes in fury. He did not scream with anger, but instead turned his horse in the opposite direction towards other places. She would most probably become a wraith anyway, and if she did, she'd find him... On the other hand, the elf was not valuable enough to chase all the way to Rivendell - he obviously did not have the Ring with him. So once again, Morgomir rode away through the forest into the darkness - a shadow flitting through the trees - a lost soul.
At last he reached the opposite edge of the forest and instead of open fields, he saw a sheer cliff on one side of him and on the other a river. He hissed at the river as his horse approached the water too closely, and turned him sharply towards the cliff and continued walking along the path.
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Post by Aurora on Sept 6, 2007 23:44:51 GMT -5
Arien had done so very little in the struggle before the elf had become annoyed with her. She had felt so alive for a moment there before a great pain filled her and she saw nothing but darkness again. Her dreams were evil and she wished they would stop. She hated it for it was frightening but she couldn't wake up. (Sorry, short)
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Post by Ademar on Sept 7, 2007 9:55:13 GMT -5
Nestaron never once stopped to rest. Pushing him and his wounded horse to the limits to save this young girl's life. He did not know her a single bit, but that didn't matter to him. he knew of the pain she must be going through, and it was his fault she was injured in the first place. He continued riding for so long until finally he came to that oh so familiar river, and the forest. He rode hard to the gates of Rivendell and was let in by the guards.
He rode as close as he could to the city and he dismounted and grabbed the girl in his arms and began running into the halls until he found who he was looking for and he bow lightly with her in his arms. "Lord Elrond, she requires your medical attention"
The elven Lord looked to her with wide eyes for a moment but the wound was covered by his wraps. He then looked to her eyes "A Morgul blade? we do not have much time, quickly, bring her with me" Nestaron nodded and Elrond led them to an empty room and he lay her on the bed. Nestaron explained the Elixir he had used and how it slowed the process. Both healers began working on her arm and drawing the poison from her veins. after a few hours they were finished and she would now be sleeping in the bed comfortably.
Lord Elrond instructed him to stay with her until she awoke. She was now under his care and with that Elrond left the room. Nestaron was exhausted and his horse was being tended to as well, he sat down in a chair next to the bed and stay awake watching over her.
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Post by Aurora on Sept 7, 2007 21:36:31 GMT -5
Arien was so dizzy, she could hear the elven words being spoken to her. She saw nothing though. Only when she was coming back did she see the brightest light she had ever seen until she found peace. She just saw light, nothing more in her sleep. The sheets she could feel were cool against her flawless skin. Hours passed and well into the next morning when she opened her eyes to see a blur before her.
She tried to focus them, but to no avail. It took a few moments before she could see and she noticed that the elf that had helped her was resting gently on a chair. She felt horrible for a moment as he was so uncomfortable. She didn't say anything though. Arien didn' t know how to address him. Her hazel green eyes were back to normal. Arien peered over at her injured arm and sighed. She knew all too well that it would never fully heal. All this because she was careless.
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Post by ringwraith on Sept 8, 2007 2:51:36 GMT -5
Meanwhile, along a dusty path beside a river, a black shape was trudging along in the very early dawn light. On the horizon, the sky was beginning to become a lighter blue and a pink tinge could be seen smudged across the clouds. Morgomir looked across at the first signs of the new day and hissed slightly. He detested the sun, especially in Summer, but luckily it was early Autumn so it would not be so intense. He kicked his horse into a gallop and raced towards the distant shapes of a forest he knew - Fangorn. They finally reached the shelter of the trees just as the sun was peeking over the horizon, illuminating the world in a faint orange glow. They slowed to a halt, and Morgomir sat alert and sniffed the air. A faint, very faint and familiar scent filled his head. The Ring was nearby. His eyes flashed as he honed in on where it was. He looked to the East and saw the sun shining its garish light upon the earth and his eyes narrowed. He did not not like the idea of riding straight at the sun, but this was his job, so he turned his horse around and kicked him into a canter, heading to the East, back towards his homeland, Mordor. He screamed in triumph, the terrible sound of the Nazgul's shriek echoed eerily across the landscape, chilling any living thing that heard it. They knew, from the sound, that the Nazgul were on the move again.
((ooc: i was thinking that maybe Nestaron could hear the noise and be alerted by it or something ^^))
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Post by Ademar on Sept 8, 2007 11:56:02 GMT -5
Nestaron had fallen lightly asleep in the chair next to her. His weapons and supplies in the corner of the room. Rivendell was in fact one of the places he felt completely safe. His sensitive ears picked up her ever so light movement and her change in breath as she woke up. He opened his eyes and sat up straight again. He looked over to her and smiled lightly seeing as him and the elven lord had been successful in saving her. He looked to her eyes and spoke softly. "please..try and rest, you need it. You are in Rivendell, and your safe. My name is Nestaron, and I do believe I owe you a deep apology" He bowed his head to her lightly as he introduced himself, not knowing how she would react to him.
Nestaron heard a faint sound in the distance....it couldn't be...not now....could it? he would most assuredly have to speak with Elrond about this. Things were progressing and the dark Lord of Mordor was growing stronger. But for right now he stayed with this young woman, to patiently and politely await her reply.
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Post by Aurora on Sept 8, 2007 15:05:18 GMT -5
Arien felt bad that she had waken him up, he must have been exausted. Her hazel green eyes looked over to him with this utmost gratitude that he had been at the right place at the right time. She would have become a wraith like the others had he not been there. She smiled lightly seeing him there, something she didn't do often at all. "I ..owe you much Nestaron." She looked around amazed of course, it had been too long since she had last been here. She could see it now; the beautiful waterfalls, the marble archways, her room.....her room!!
She wanted to see what it looked like, most likely dusty on the inside since she had not been there in so long. Her gaze went back to Nestaron though and she saw a look of worry come about him. "What is it?" She asked curiously. Just becuase she was half elf didn't mean that she had all their qualities. She used her right arm to get up and sit up on the bed. Listening to what he had to say to her.
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Post by Ademar on Sept 8, 2007 15:24:38 GMT -5
the elf seemd to be pondering something, as if he had heard something in the distance but he was snapped out of it and looked back to her. "I hear a greater evil coming back to life...something that has not plauged this land in many years. The hour of darkness grows closer and closer. i must seak to lord Elrond" -he looked back to her she sat up. "Is there anything I can do for you My Lady? please tell me, for I am here to help you anyway i can"
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Post by Aurora on Sept 9, 2007 12:48:05 GMT -5
Arien shook her head as he asked her if there was anything that she needed. "No....I'm alright, you've done more than enough for me already. I'm sure you've business to attend to" She closed her eyes though, enjoying the soft and cool sheets of the bed. Her wound ovbviously throbbing from everything that had been done to it.
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Post by Ademar on Sept 12, 2007 8:19:18 GMT -5
Nestaron looked down to her as she fell back into the pillows and sheets. "Alright my lady, but should you need anything, please, simply utter my name, I will hear you." Witht hat he stood and bow to her lightly and grabbed his weapons and headed out of the door. Walking swiftly towards the great terrace that overlooked the waterfalls, Nestaron sent for Lord Elrond o meet him there. He had much to discuss witht he lord, and much to plan. Things only grew darker in middle earth as every day went further by.
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Post by Aurora on Oct 7, 2007 22:27:08 GMT -5
Arien looked to the elf as he left. She owed him so much and yet she had no words for him. He indeed was handsome, but she was in much pain and thought that she was halousonating. "I..I still need rest.." Arien spoke in great pain as she lay back down, it would be days before she would be on her own again. Not to mention she was exausted. "Thank you again..." She spoke before she cuddled into the cool pillows behind her and fell asleep once more.
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Post by Ademar on Nov 19, 2007 13:17:45 GMT -5
Nestaron met with Elrond, for hours they discussed the meanings of what had happend...why the Valor had brought the both of them here and now. What purpose did him and the girl serve in the destiny of the one ring? After much discussion the desicion was made that Nestaron would need to catch up with the fellowship and aid in their quest. After a few hours Nestaron walked back into the girls room and sat down beside her and looked her over. "your...the guardian of thr forest...aren't you?...."
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Post by Aurora on Dec 14, 2007 0:47:25 GMT -5
Arien had a small headache. The wound on her pounding like a hammer, yet she could do nothing about it. The elf that had saved her life had wandered off and she was left alone to do nothing but think about the extrutiating pain she was in. It didn't last for long though, she closed her eyes and that seemed to sooth the pain for a little while. Not long after, she had fallen asleep well into the late afternoon. She awoke to see someone staring down at her. It was the elf from before. He asked her a single question and she found the strength in herself to answer it. "Yes....my name...is Arien"
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