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Post by manwe on Feb 19, 2004 16:27:25 GMT -5
"Go on he dont need to know. As for my state. Its what you get for being stupid and at war" He said. "But im sure youll make me better" Amras winks again
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 19, 2004 16:32:16 GMT -5
"I want to slap you but I better not, how were you stupid? I'm guessing you got shot, theres about 10 holes in your armour!" The Maiden lays down on a bed next to Amras, the one Fëanáro lay on, what a coincedance...
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Post by Elenar on Feb 19, 2004 20:25:35 GMT -5
"Yes, it is the hour." Mithraeyn whispered to himself. He looked up, and saw the Dunedain gathered around him, looking at him for orders. Mithraeyn sighed, not all of these brave Rangers would survive the impending storm, nor all the Elves. How many more must die?.. he pleaded silently in his head. But there was time for that later. Now he must act. "Alright, I want one of you accompanying each of the Elves, the other eight stay with me. Hurry!" He walked to the edge of the ridge and peered down at the dark tide of evil. How many more must die?
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 3:47:04 GMT -5
Fëanáro ran out into the battle and went over to Lord Elrond, "My Lord, how fairs the battle?" "It's not looking good Fëanáro but we shall prevale!" Fëanáro noticed a group of people up on a ridge and started making his way up there...
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Post by manwe on Feb 20, 2004 8:48:05 GMT -5
Amras looked over at the maiden. "Great shes asleep" he whispered. He struggle to his feet and got his stuff. "Great. Thats one step. Just 1000 odd more to go."
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 13:04:26 GMT -5
Fëanáro ran up to the ridge he drew his bow and looked up, the last thing he saw was an arrow headed for his head, he turned and felt it hitting his neck, he fell back onto a rock and lay there, he could feel the blood pouring from his neck....
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Post by manwe on Feb 20, 2004 13:08:39 GMT -5
Amras looked around the corner. He saw it was clear. He walked over and felt a crack in his leg. "Great not again. What is it now". He fell and his armour made a loud clunk.
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 13:14:49 GMT -5
Fëanáro pulled the arrow out from his neck and made his way back to the halls of healing, he was inside and he fell to the ground, he had lost too much blood, his skn was pale and the pain in his neck was killing him...
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Post by manwe on Feb 20, 2004 13:18:12 GMT -5
Amras saw Fëanáro walk in." Are you ok my friend. Wouldn`t mind helping me up would you?" He then saw the hole in Fëanáros neck. "NURSE" he shuoted. "He need a few healers over here NOW". Fëanáro fell to the floor on top of Amras. "Great" he said.
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 13:24:04 GMT -5
Fëanáro could just see the Elf Maiden lift him off of Amras, he didn't know how he got on top of Amras in the first place, he couldn't remember who Amras was but could her the names Fëanáro and Amras being spoken and he knew he was Fëanáro, everything was black, he was floating, not going anywhere, he could see the one the Maidens called Amras just next to him, he tried to wake him but he would not move....
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Post by manwe on Feb 20, 2004 13:31:20 GMT -5
Amras layed there saring at the wall. Nothing mattered any more. He could no move. He guessed he had a broken back. The maidens around him and Fëanáro were panicing. He did not know why. He did not care. There was a blinding flash...
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 13:42:25 GMT -5
Fëanáro awoke, he was crowded with Maiden's, he shoved them out of the way (including the nice looking one), "AMRAS!!!" He turned to the maidens, "Isn't there anything you can do!" "I'm sorry Lord Fëanáro, it is too late, his wounds were not healed and he tried to got back to the battle." Fëanáro looked over at the Maiden and shook his head, "Do SOMETHING, ANYTHING!" The Maidens looked at each other, Fëanáro pulled off Amras's armour, the Maidens went to work doing all they could to save him....
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Post by manwe on Feb 20, 2004 13:49:27 GMT -5
His dreams were troubled. He saw Fëanáro getting shot in the neck. He saw the Dunedain. They had not been in the battle when he was there. He saw his family. For the first time. Then he was falling. He hit the floor. He was in Lothlorien. He was falling. He hit the floor again. He woke up with a start. Or did he. He was stinging all over. No. He was flying. He could not remember anything. At all.
((occ:Flying as in the Gandalf thing when he was telling how he came back fromthe dead.))
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Post by feanaromithrandir on Feb 20, 2004 13:55:23 GMT -5
Fëanáro left the room, he went and found a space in the sunlight and he sat down, he pulled a little book out from his pocket and started writing in it.....
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Post by manwe on Feb 20, 2004 13:58:44 GMT -5
Where ever Amras looked he was seeing stuff that was happening else here. He could see Fëanáro writing. He was sure he had inhereted his fathers foresight.
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