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Old 02-16-2011, 07:00 PM   #939
littlemanpoet
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littlemanpoet is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.littlemanpoet is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.
Faramund

Garrulf was coming back. Faramund had watched the exchange between Athanar and Garrulf, and it seemed to him that many words had been spoken. Garrulf stopped before him.

"Well, Garrulf? Can you cut through all the many words from the eorl's rapid lips and tell me his meaning?"

"Lord, he said that he asked you to see your father and you said yes. He said that since you-" Garrulf paused and looked at his feet.

"Out with it, messenger!"

Garrulf looked up and swallowed. "Since you came to the stables instead of going to your father, and since you made moves of readying for battle, the eorl took matters into his own hands."

"So the eorl called my father?" Faramund grated.

"He said that your father goes to him freely, with your consent, he told me to say."

"He lies! Is there more?"

"He said that if you make no aggressive moves and let him speak with your father, he will leave in peace. He said it was a serious offer. And he invites you, lord, to join him and your father. That is all, lord."

"Back to your horse, Garrulf."

The man nodded and moved away. Faramund looked. Stedford and a few other men had brought his father to the middle of the courtyard. Athanar had dismounted with a look in his direction, and was walking toward his father.

He had to know what they were saying to each other. He called over his war leader, Grimhelm.

"Keep your eyes on me. If I make this motion," he pushed his hand palm down toward the ground, "attack. Otherwise, remain vigilant."

"Aye, lord."

He started toward the eorl and his father, seething and disturbed: this was going to be two against one, but he had to know what was said.
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