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Post by Imrel on Aug 30, 2003 19:27:19 GMT
(Created by Luthien)
The entrance into Mirkwood is an arch leading into a gloomy tunnel made by two great trees that lean together, to old and strangled with ivy and hung with lichen to bear more then a few blackened leaves.
The path is narrow and winds in and out amongst the trunks. The quiet is so deep that your feet seem to thump along while all the trees lean over and listen.
As your eyes become used to the dimness you can see a little way to either side in a sort of darkened green glimmer.
There are black squirrels in the wood, you can catch glimpses of them whisking off the path and scuttling behind tree trunks.
There are also queer noises - grunts, scufflings and hurryings in the undergrowth. And webs, dark and dense, often stretching from tree to tree.
Please stick to the paths.
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Post by Imrel on Sept 1, 2003 2:05:40 GMT
*It is pitch black, and not even the pin pricks of light that are the stars provide any relief from the gloom beneath the forest canopy. The murmurings of the wood are quiet and sleepy, but edged with caution. The muffled peace is rudely interrupted by an abrupt yelp of pain.*
Ach!
*Matted hair chafing past her neck, Imrel stays on all fours for a moment, only her head craned upward in some futile attempt to see where she is. But even with her eyes adjusting to the gloom, she can decipher no more than the earthy trail beneath her. She doesn't even know how she got there... The misfortune of a Ranger caught in darkness.
*With a sigh, she pushes herself to her feet, and can only hope she won't trip again. Perhaps one wiser would stay put and wait for daylight to guide him, but the haunting sense she feels urges her to leave this place quickly.*
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Post by Elven Star on Sept 2, 2003 20:41:07 GMT
wondering in to the woods Elv hold up her dress, watching her step carefully. Her elven eyes quickly getting use to the darkness. She wonders along a well beaten path.
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 2, 2003 20:48:15 GMT
A black horse plodded along the path. It's hoofbeats echoing through the darkness of the forest. It's breath caught on the cold air.
It's rider, cloaked in black, reined in the animal in front of the elf and dismounted.*
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Post by Elven Star on Sept 2, 2003 20:54:21 GMT
Elv jumped and reached for her sword. Stoping short she looked up.
Witchy? Im hoping thats you!
Her hand falling on the hilt of her sword.
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 2, 2003 21:01:55 GMT
*A deep laugh came from within the hood.*
Of course it's me. You weren't expecting anyone else were you?
*He moved towards the elf and drew her into his arms in an affectionate embrace.*
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Post by Imrel on Sept 2, 2003 21:21:33 GMT
*Im stopped in her tracks, frozen and alert. Did she just hear voices? She listens for a moment, but can hear nothing about the night time rustlings of the forest. If anyone's there at all, they can't be very nearby... She proceeds cautiously.*
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Post by Elven Star on Sept 2, 2003 21:56:44 GMT
Removing her hand from the hilt of her sword and wrapping her arms around him.
Not expecting any one else.. You just have to be careful about being out in these woods alone...Plus the whole black rider thing...
She giggled lightly and smiled up at him.
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 3, 2003 5:53:24 GMT
Yes, I must admit it worries me to think of you wondering alone out here at night.
*He absently rubbed her back as he spoke.*
You never know what you might meet in these woods.
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Post by Elven Star on Sept 3, 2003 22:06:31 GMT
She felt strangely safe in his arms and she let her arms fall absently on his shoulders.
I'm a big girl, I can take care of my self.. You just gave me a little scare that's all and anyway, what ever I met I'm sure I can handle it...
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 4, 2003 10:02:49 GMT
*He held her at arms length so he could take a good look at her, a warm smile thawed his usual frosty features.*
Walk with me..
*He offered her his arm as he began to head off down the path, leaving his horse grazing at the roadside. He turned to Elvenstar as he walked slowly through the night.*
I'm surprised to see you back here..I thought you would have been snapped up by some handsome Elven prince by now.
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Post by Elven Star on Sept 4, 2003 21:09:14 GMT
Taking his arm she walked with him and laughed.
Snapped up by a handsome Elven prince?? Witchy, I think the Elven princes maybe more then a little scared of me...
She moved near to him at the path narrowed slightly.
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Post by The Witch King on Sept 4, 2003 21:46:34 GMT
Thats understandable
*He tried not to laugh*
You can be a little intimidating at times.
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Post by Melian on Sept 5, 2003 23:42:57 GMT
*melian walks throught the forest cairing a lot of stuff and leading her horse, she looks tiered from travel, and her cloak is tattered and torn at the bottom*
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Post by Elven Star on Sept 6, 2003 0:52:34 GMT
Thats understandable *He tried not to laugh* You can be a little intimidating at times. I really cant believe you just said that Witchy... All powerful leader of the ringwraths, finds a small elf intimidating? She smiled and moved closer to him. |
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