Lanaey heard her name and tried to respond but only turned her head a bit. She felt that she could do no more than lie there and perhaps die. Somewhere in the back of her fogged mind she was suprised that she had gotten out of the house at all, but her fore mind was completely blank with zings of pain through the sleepiness.
Something was tilting her head upwards and she cracked an eye open. It was one of the group she had come in with, but her twisting mind couldn't grasp his name. He was saying something; the sounds only came across in mumbling waves that the Elf couldn't make out. She tried to say something, to tell him that she wanted to sleep or perhaps she was trying to say that she wanted some water. Lanaey couldn't remember. She just gave up on trying to do anything.
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Hmm…Leena looked to her left, right, and even swiveled her upper body to check behind her. I’m lost. Perfect.
After her last fight, the priestess had tried to follow the chase trail back to the village. The problem was the many other trails overlapping the one she had helped make coupled with the fact that Leena suspected that in the run they had gone in more than one circle.
Sighing, Leena set out on a large trail and hoped it would lead her right. Eventually it would lead her somewhere: to the Swan House, out of the forest randomly, or to the invaders camp. Frowning at the prospect of ending up in the enemies lair, she trudged along, not really looking for danger, but at least listening for the tall tale signs and keeping her sword ready.
She scrunched up her nose as she walked, smelling her body odor and feeling very sticky from sweat. A good bath was definitely needed, but she had no idea of when she’d be able to get one.
After almost an hour of walking she saw someone crouching in the bushes ahead of her. She had barely seen him in the first place, just a glint of sunlight at the right spot revealed his hidden presence. Moving into a hunting stance and taking out one of the darts from the pouch she kept them all in at her waist, she tried to make her way around to his back as silently as possible. She was almost able to see his backside when two bow wielding men with arrows trained on her stepped into view on either side of her.
She looked between the two, not giving in an inch. They were too far off and covered with too much foliage for Leena to be able to discern exactly where their loyalties lie.
It didn’t take long for one of the archers to recognize her. In fact, Leena had still been trying figure out how she was going to handle the new situation when he called to his companions and offered his hand to her as he approached. As he came closer the priestess could see the garb of a Rohirrim officer.
A smile broke on his face. “I am Beden and we could use your help.”
She took his hand after putting her weapons away and smiled in return, “I’ll do what I can.”
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