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Everdawn · 02-23-2003, 04:43 AM

Bebberyn awoke several hours later, to find Avanti pawing the ground. "am i dead?" Bebberyn thought to himself "no, no im not" Bebberyn was very tired. He looked at Avanti who was more crimson than white, stained by Bebberyn's blood, as almost everything he rode out of Dol Amroth with was.

He slowly mounted Avanti again and made his way towards Minas Tirith. Finally after many hours on the quick speed of Avanti he made his way through the gates of The White City. Bebberyn's energy was low, he needed rest. One of the city's guards had met him at the gate, seeing the state he was in.

In a loud Clear voice he yelled "I am Bebberyn son of Bryadin, High Guard of Dol Amroth. I must get message to the prince, Dol Amroth has been taken!" once again Bebberyn fell from his horse onto the cobblestones of the road.

[ February 23, 2003: Message edited by: Everdawn ]

02-23-2003, 04:43 AM	#11
Everdawn Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: On the sand dunes outside of Ilium, watching it burn. Posts: 1,291	Bebberyn awoke several hours later, to find Avanti pawing the ground. "am i dead?" Bebberyn thought to himself "no, no im not" Bebberyn was very tired. He looked at Avanti who was more crimson than white, stained by Bebberyn's blood, as almost everything he rode out of Dol Amroth with was. He slowly mounted Avanti again and made his way towards Minas Tirith. Finally after many hours on the quick speed of Avanti he made his way through the gates of The White City. Bebberyn's energy was low, he needed rest. One of the city's guards had met him at the gate, seeing the state he was in. In a loud Clear voice he yelled "I am Bebberyn son of Bryadin, High Guard of Dol Amroth. I must get message to the prince, Dol Amroth has been taken!" once again Bebberyn fell from his horse onto the cobblestones of the road. [ February 23, 2003: Message edited by: Everdawn ] __________________ "Athena, stepping up behind him, visible to no one but Achillies, gripped his red-gold hair. Startled he made a half turn, and he knew her upon the instant for Athena." ~The Iliad~ ~My lord, Éomer~