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Rochelle · 02-09-2003, 07:25 PM

Quellë calmed once both shadow and carcass were removed from his sight and soon he was calmly striding forward. She disreguarded his comment. Let him mistake highstrung and readiness for nerves...perhaps most women would be nervous, but not she.

She listened to his account silently. Her head turned slightly towards him and she saw what appeared to be the battle scars upon his facade. "You wear victory well...however I believe I have something that will heal that." She fingered a small leather pouch at her waist before untying it. Slowly she extended her arm, offering it out to him. The bag contained the leaves of the athelas plant. Few now knew of it's healing powers, but her father had been a healer amoung the elves of Mirkwood. He had taught her all he knew, and she would not forget the healing powers of nature. "Take but a pinch, it's leaves hold healing powers."

His pace had quickened and he was reluctant to accept her gesture "You bring no justice to yourself by carrying an open wound. You only carry invitation to those who would thrive off of it." Again she held out the pouch "Take it lest I force it upon you" A slight smirk followed her remark. She knew full well that could prove to be a challenge...he was quite larger than she.

[ February 09, 2003: Message edited by: Rochelle ]

02-09-2003, 07:25 PM	#30
Rochelle Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: The Bonfire Glade RtR 80 miles Posts: 376	Quellë calmed once both shadow and carcass were removed from his sight and soon he was calmly striding forward. She disreguarded his comment. Let him mistake highstrung and readiness for nerves...perhaps most women would be nervous, but not she. She listened to his account silently. Her head turned slightly towards him and she saw what appeared to be the battle scars upon his facade. "You wear victory well...however I believe I have something that will heal that." She fingered a small leather pouch at her waist before untying it. Slowly she extended her arm, offering it out to him. The bag contained the leaves of the athelas plant. Few now knew of it's healing powers, but her father had been a healer amoung the elves of Mirkwood. He had taught her all he knew, and she would not forget the healing powers of nature. "Take but a pinch, it's leaves hold healing powers." His pace had quickened and he was reluctant to accept her gesture "You bring no justice to yourself by carrying an open wound. You only carry invitation to those who would thrive off of it." Again she held out the pouch "Take it lest I force it upon you" A slight smirk followed her remark. She knew full well that could prove to be a challenge...he was quite larger than she. [ February 09, 2003: Message edited by: Rochelle ] __________________ Ad Astra Per Aspera (A rough road leads to the stars) "Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens"