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Post by Melian on May 20, 2002 17:50:39 GMT
ok, i just need some arows for my crossbow, my dagger, and it will be all i need in battle
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Post by Rhiannon on May 20, 2002 19:09:53 GMT
ooc: @ Kessa: Yes, I use the same nick on topic related boards.
bic: *Nods* I'm always ready.
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Post by Arwen on May 20, 2002 19:24:03 GMT
*Returns to the stables with her new sword safely sheathed (try saying that quickly  ) Fresh horses are being prepared and there is much activity. Crosses the courtyard to her black horse Morilinde. Smooths his nose and checks all the buckles and keepers on his bridle are secure, while her elf friend, Aegnor tightens the saddle.* How has he been, Aegnor? While I've been away. Aegnor looks up from buckling the girth and smirks "Well he could do with some exercise. He's putting on weight!" Waits until Aegnor has finished, then thanks him, takes up her reins and climbs into the saddle. Watches everyone else getting ready. |
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Post by Kessa_Star on May 20, 2002 20:55:47 GMT
*takes five small daggers each with dragon carvings on them and sticks two in each of her boots. The other she sticks her belt. Kessa then takes a quiver full of arrows and checks the string on her bow. Seeing that it is a bit too loose, she restrings it and heads for the stables with Shezam.
At the stables, Kessa swings the saddle she had been using off Shezam and places a light blanket on her. She unbridles her and pulls a thick piece of rope out of her pack. She loops it around Shezam's muzzle and head then pulls one end back for her to hold on to. Kessa mounts Shezam and wraps the end piece of rope around Shezams neck once so it will stay still. Kessa then leads Shezam away from the stables and bends to speak with her* Now, you shan't joke around, right? *Shezam snorts and paws the ground* Good. *Kessa turns back to the stables and waits for the others*
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Post by Melian on May 20, 2002 21:14:18 GMT
*gathers some arows, then wisles, a cream colored horse walks out from the neerby trees and over to melody*
good girl harmony, *pats horse*
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Post by Rhiannon on May 21, 2002 16:54:55 GMT
*Sits down under a tree next to her horse. Takes out her swords, carefully oiling and polishing the blades.*
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Post by Arwen on May 21, 2002 19:10:39 GMT
Several pack horses are being readied. Laden with food, blankets and provisions for the travellers.
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Post by Imrel on May 21, 2002 22:05:16 GMT
*having retrieved a rested, fed and warmed rudigar from the stables, joins those at the forge. checks her weapons; at her belt is a sheathed sword with a double-edged blade like ice, and a frimly curving yew bow, about the length of her arm. her sealed tan quiver jostles on her back with her shoulder bag, but as it is a little low on arrows, she selects a few dozan more, as similar as she can find to strong yew and bronxe-headed.*
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Post by Aragorn on May 22, 2002 0:35:18 GMT
*Knocks on his armour that is under his clothes to see if it is still doing fine.Gets on his horse Morgoroth.Waits for the others to finish getting ready*
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Post by Arwen on May 22, 2002 15:46:54 GMT
Well it looks like we're all ready to go.
Who wants to lead the way?
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Post by Imrel on May 22, 2002 17:50:11 GMT
who knows the land best?
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Post by Melian on May 22, 2002 18:07:37 GMT
*pulls out her map* wich direction are we headed agen?
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Post by Rhiannon on May 22, 2002 20:02:45 GMT
Right back to Amon Sul, I think. *Puts her swords back and mounts her horse, murmuring* There's only one question left...Did the orcs find what they were looking for or not....Would I send a huge army to search something that important....or would I sent them as distraction...*shrugs* I'm ready.
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Post by The Witch King on May 22, 2002 21:43:48 GMT
East of Bree the Uruk-hai army is on the march again. Black skinned, black blooded and lynx-eyed they march on tirelessly through the snow, hungry for man flesh.
The weather has hampered they're journey and they have not covered as much ground as they had hoped. One of their captains, Azgork barks at the ranks to move quicker, frustrated with their lack of progress.
But slowly and surely they move closer to Amon-sul.
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Post by Melian on May 22, 2002 21:46:55 GMT
ok, then lets go *melody mounts her horse and begins to ride*
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