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 Posted: Wed Nov 24, 2004 10:37 am
Outside Imladris~Nimirien’s Camp
Nimirien sighed and leaned forward to poke at the infant fire. She was still musing over her course of action. It seemed that she had almost decided to ride to Gondor to do what she may, but yet her heart was undecided. With another thoughtful sigh she leaned back on her heels and watched the flames dance.
Suddenly there was a series of dull thudding coming closer to her position. Idly she glanced up and nodded to Turbarad as he entered the camp. He dismounted his horse and came to squat across the fire from her. Nimirien nodded once again. ‘ Report’. Turbarad dipped his head in the stead of a bow and said quietly, ‘ Captain, Lord Elrond rides.’
‘ What say you?!’
‘ Yea, Captain, he prepares to ride for Mithlond.
‘ Why?’
‘ I know only what all in the fair city know, Captain.’ He said with an apologetic nod. Nimirien paused, considering.
‘ Very well then.’ Nimirien said decisively, rising in a swift movement. Turbarad hastily imitated her movement. She strode dutifully to Narbeleth, her steed, and slung the saddle over his back. ‘ Wake Arthoron. We ride with the dawn.’ After all, I did swear my service to the Lord of Imladris, and the word of Kalinardu, is always kept.
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Posted: Fri Nov 26, 2004 12:53 pm
Outside imladris
The grey horse stopped above Imladris, looking into the valley. Tari dismounted lighttly, and smiled. No matter how many times she came here, it was still wonderful.
"in fact," she murmered softly,"It may be my favorite place."
Remounting, she trotted down to the house of Elrond.
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2004 8:32 am
Outside Imladris~Nimirien's Camp
Nimirien saddled up her tan steed, Narbeleth with swift precision. Arthoron having been woken, the two men set about readying their mounts and clearing out their pieces of the camp. As she turned from securing the saddlebags, Nimirien caught Limcu, one of her men, by the shoulder.
' Limcu, keep things in order while I'm gone. Let it be known that Azrahir is the captain in my absence.'
Limcu nodded and scuttled off. Nimirien turned back to her steed for one final evaluation before setting off. Finding her horse in prime condition and her equipment set, she glanced to Arthoron and Turbarad, who would accompany her.
' Ready, friends? Elrond cannot have gotten far ahead of us. Let us be swift to his aid.' With that Nimirien swung into the saddle and gathered the reins in her hand. Arthoron and Turbarad followed her lead, and with a smart flap of the reins the three were off.
They rode at a steady run until the sun was above the horizon, and continued across the plain, stopping to give the horses a brief rest and water both mount and rider. Then they would tighten their saddles again and hurry off once more. It went on like this until midday, when the far-reaching eyes of Arthoron spied two horsemen on the horizon.
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Posted: Sat Dec 04, 2004 5:06 pm
Imladris-Tari's Room
Kementari stood on the balcony outside her room, looking down on the valley, as three horsemen left.
"I wonder where Lord Elrond is?" she murmered softly, almost to herself. She could tell that things were moving in Middle-Earth, the way she had not seen them since last time she left the Golden Wood of Lorien.
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Posted: Fri Dec 17, 2004 5:21 pm
Imladris
Tari trotted out of her room, down a flight of stairs, and over towards the stables. Her horse, Rocalevon, was in a stall, calmly munching hay. When he spotted her, he raised his head and snorted slightly. Tari smiled, and smoothed his mane.
"You want to run?" she murmered in his ear, leading the fiery grey stallion out of his stall. Tari swiftly lept onto his back, and Rocalevon thundered out of the stable.
"Lady!" the call of a younger elf brought Rocalevon to a stop. "My lady, to where is it you ride?"
Tari glanced at him quizzically. "I...don't know."she murmered, blushing slightly.
He nodded. "There have been reports of Orc trops to the west of here. Travel with care, my Lady."
She nodded, and Rocalevon shot out of Imladris like an arrow from her bow.
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Posted: Thu Dec 23, 2004 3:40 pm
Outside Imladris
Araloth Vinyare
Orcs
A few minutes later, Araloth pulled Rocalevon to a halt. She had heard a motion in the trees-orcs. They must be pretty close. araloth swiftly dismounted, and led her horse through the brush hoping to escape notice. Unfortunately, her attempts were of no avail.
"Over there! An elf!" a scout called.
"Drat it." Araloth muttered, swinging nimbly on to Rocalevon's back. There was no way to out-fight a party of orcs this size, and even rocalevon, normally fierce in battle, was evidently restraining himself from dashing away. Araloth let him.
Rocalevon dashed off in such a crazy line that at first the orcs were stunned. But they soon recovered and dashed after the elf, forcing her to shoot backwards from horseback-not the easiest task in the world, even for an elf.
The chase led Araloth far from the peaceful groves of Rivendell, but it was not in vain. soon after she spotted a hill in the distance that could only be Amon Sul, the orcs tired and fell back. Araloth new, however, that she could not return to Rivendell, as there ws no way she could make it that far.
"Well", she muttered,"The way Rocalevon is headed, and at the speed he is going, I am sure to enter Arnor sometime soon." She smiled. Arnor was one of the few places she had not visited and it would be interesting going there."
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Posted: Sun Oct 09, 2005 8:35 pm
The gate of Imaldris
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Rivendell
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Siligon
Guard
Velor
Siligon arrived at the gates of Imaldris and approached the guard.
Mae govannen. I am Siligon of Amon Lanc. I have journeyed here from Lorinand in search of lord Elrond. I must speak with him for I desire his great council.
Mae govannen Siligon. I have heard many tales of you. Your efforts to protect the forest are renouned. And your brother Oropher is a friend of our lord Elrond. Follow this path until you reach the main enterance. There you will find my son, Velor. He will lead you to Lord Elrond.
I thank you. Farewell until we meet again
Siligon rode up to the main enterance and entered finding a young boy carving a small toy from a piece of oak. He was clad in a beautifully trimmed green shirt with brown sown pants. He reminded Siligon of the young Oropher in his earlier days. He was now aware that the house was unusually silent. He had visited it several times in the past and had found it to be a brimming source of happiness and jubilation. It was now a place of seriousness and extensive meeting. Siligon had watsed too much time. He had to see Elrond as soon as possible.
You there, come here. I was told by your father that you would lead me to Lord Elrond.
I will my lord. Lord Elrond is at council at the moment but I will lead you to the hall where you must wait.
Siligon was lead to the hall and waited anxiously for Elrond. He was thrown into a daze by the timelessness of the house. He loved Imaldris. It relaxed him and freed his spirit of the darkness that had haunted it. He awaited in silence for Elrond as he came out of his trance.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2006 2:23 am
Outside Imladris~ Along the elven road.
Athrias, clad in a gown of sky blue, soft leggings for warmth, and a pair thin sandals upon her feet, stepped lightly around the trunk of a tree. It's bows stretched up towards the heavens like it wished to touch the clouds above it.
Craning her neck the young lady smiled gently at it and approached the edge of the cliff side road. There, from that perfect point of view, Athrias was able to witness the valley in it's full splendor. Imladris shone like a dream before her eyes, and it was nothing like she had imagined, it was more... so much more.
It would be her first time seeing it's beauty, and hopfully not her last.
'I never dreamed it be this lovely... reminds me of home a little. It looks so welcoming...' her thoughts mused a moment.
But then such peacful thoughts were startled as a whipers shivered up her spine. She became alert, with keen ears listening, listening for russeling...
A disquiet amoungst the silence made her very uncomfertable.
For the first time, she felt challenged, and so the Istari gripped her staff tightly between her two pale hands.
Carefully Athrias proceaded towards her goal, the city. Every step was counciled by voices only she could hear.
They warned, they whispered, they gave hints as to where would be the safest rout about their home..
ahh yes.
The trees were a very usefull choice of friends to make with if you needed navigation in their world. The world where ancient and newbirthed thrives together. Things grew and stretched and tangled, locking together secrets and tales and stories of ages recorded through sightless eyes.
The forest was a very different world..if you could see it through the eyes of a tree.
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Posted: Sat Jan 21, 2006 11:03 pm
ALong the Elven Road.
The elleth was clad in a red dress. She looked at the road and sighed. Her horse was grazing on the grass that lay on the side of the road. Leandra walked over and said, A lovely day is it not Dawn? Leandra sighed again, how many times would she recall that her father had left to go on an errand and had not been heard of for weeks. Leandra missed him dearly. She would have gone after him, if her mother had let her, but she was ordered not to. Leandra sat there, repenting that she did not go with him. As a tear fell down her cheek, she bowed her head and layed it on her arms as she continued to watch for his return.
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Posted: Tue Jan 24, 2006 10:17 pm
The gate of Imaldris
24 Quelle in the Reckoning of Rivendell
30 Narquelie in the King's Reckoning
Siligon closed his eyes and thought deeply. It was as if he was frozen in time and nothing around him seemed to be moving. Suddenly, he opened his eyes in realization and stood as if he was called by someone. He headed towards the exit as he met Velor once again.
We meet again my lord. Have you met with Lord Elrond? That was awfully short for a meeting between great ones.
I'm afraid not my dear boy. I have other buisness elsewhere. I may return someday but I do not know when. Farewell.
Siligon leapt upon his horse as he whispered "Ride Amadeus! Ride to the Havens!"
Within a few seconds he was out of sight. He did not reveal his buisness at the Havens to anyone but he had no time to waste.
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Posted: Mon Jan 30, 2006 11:24 am
ALong the Elven Road.
" Why does thou weep?" The question was directed towards a maiden dressed in a red grown that drapped over her frame and swept out upon the earth like a crimson flower.
A steed that must've been her transport was busy feeding, and because of that, Athrias, was the one who stepped from the shadows having caught up smiled upon the stranger kindly in concern.
'So this was the being the trees were whispering of?' her mind wondered in awe. Leandra was a lovely being, and the first of her kind Athrias was ever to see so far. The Istari was taken aback and stared at her wonderment.
But dispite her grace she was obviously troubled and weeping here alone upon the forest floor.
" Are you injured?" Athrias asked again, her eyes glittered with their unnatural light and her head tilted in curiousity watching Leandra for some response.
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