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Gorothlammothiel · 01-20-2003, 02:35 PM

Nightime had fallen and the company settled to rest, reflecting on the afternoon's battle. Zohariel was already asleep, exhausted from her fight which had left her with no more than a small wound on her arm. Lorin was silent and still, though not asleep. Soronûmë thought she may be still thinking of her good friend Min or the children, however she may also have been thinking of the late Airerûthiel.

Airerûthiel thought Soronûmë, Surely she did not fall in battle? It seemed a hopeless thought, the half-elf was nowhere to be found after the last orc had been slain or chased away. The group did move on a little quickly however. They did not linger so long that they may have seen Airerûthiel laying badly wounded. The maiden's horse, Sérë, was still in sight and if Airerûthiel's relationship with her steed was anything like that of Soronûmë's, the horse would not be far from it's master.

~*~*~*~*~

With that last thought Soronûmë announced to the group, those that were still awake, that he would go back and look for Airerûthiel. They insisted that he should not return for there may still be danger in the area. Elentari pleaded with him to not go, disregarding his thoughts on the horse. "No" she said defiantly, "Airerûthiel died in battle, it was how she wanted to go. Leave her be Soronûmë, let her rest in peace." Soronûmë was unwilling to accept this however. He had not know Airerûthiel long, but time enough had passed that he should not let her suffer the same fate that he had his good friend all those years ago. He mounted Sérë for if anyone were to be able to find Airerûthiel it would be her.

~*~*~*~*~

Soronûmë had been riding for some time now and was close to where the battle had been. A small breeze from behind caught his attention and he slowed. "Hreeza?" he asked. The breeze passed his ear. "Yes my child" the sprite replied, "you are foolish coming out here alone, paying no heed to your company's warnings." "But I am not alone" Soronûmë was quick to reply, "not any more." "Indeed" whispered Hreeza quietly to his ear. Continuing on a more serious note she said, "Airerûthiel is not far from where she fell, she is badly wounded, if you are to save her you must reach her and bring her to the group quickly." With that Soronûmë rode fast, following the wind sprite to where he did indeed find Airerûthiel near death.
Putting the maiden upon her horse, Soronûmë also mounted the steed and made way quickly back to the company...

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01-20-2003, 02:35 PM	#1
Gorothlammothiel Registered User Join Date: Feb 2002 Location: Sitting in front of my preferred world.... Posts: 254	Nightime had fallen and the company settled to rest, reflecting on the afternoon's battle. Zohariel was already asleep, exhausted from her fight which had left her with no more than a small wound on her arm. Lorin was silent and still, though not asleep. Soronûmë thought she may be still thinking of her good friend Min or the children, however she may also have been thinking of the late Airerûthiel. Airerûthiel thought Soronûmë, Surely she did not fall in battle? It seemed a hopeless thought, the half-elf was nowhere to be found after the last orc had been slain or chased away. The group did move on a little quickly however. They did not linger so long that they may have seen Airerûthiel laying badly wounded. The maiden's horse, Sérë, was still in sight and if Airerûthiel's relationship with her steed was anything like that of Soronûmë's, the horse would not be far from it's master. ~~~~~ With that last thought Soronûmë announced to the group, those that were still awake, that he would go back and look for Airerûthiel. They insisted that he should not return for there may still be danger in the area. Elentari pleaded with him to not go, disregarding his thoughts on the horse. "No" she said defiantly, "Airerûthiel died in battle, it was how she wanted to go. Leave her be Soronûmë, let her rest in peace." Soronûmë was unwilling to accept this however. He had not know Airerûthiel long, but time enough had passed that he should not let her suffer the same fate that he had his good friend all those years ago. He mounted Sérë for if anyone were to be able to find Airerûthiel it would be her. ~~~~~ Soronûmë had been riding for some time now and was close to where the battle had been. A small breeze from behind caught his attention and he slowed. "Hreeza?" he asked. The breeze passed his ear. "Yes my child" the sprite replied, "you are foolish coming out here alone, paying no heed to your company's warnings." "But I am not alone" Soronûmë was quick to reply, "not any more." "Indeed" whispered Hreeza quietly to his ear. Continuing on a more serious note she said, "Airerûthiel is not far from where she fell, she is badly wounded, if you are to save her you must reach her and bring her to the group quickly." With that Soronûmë rode fast, following the wind sprite to where he did indeed find Airerûthiel near death. Putting the maiden upon her horse, Soronûmë also mounted the steed and made way quickly back to the company...