EntQuest, the Battle for Hector.

The last sane person · 03-20-2008, 10:55 PM

The elf in question eyed Sas and Naughty and shook their hands, "Yes, well, I don't think it wise to go a shouting in a orc and troll infested wood. I don't usually count on allied dragons spotting me before I can spot them. My name is Rindir, and I come with tidings of danger. Though...I'm sure this is far from surprising."

Once the whole shebang had regrouped on the other side of the river, they followed as Rindir led them up an otherwise invisible path.

"I...Don't quite know what you mean by Ree'hab'bed orcs, is that their cheiftan or something? If so, they haven't shown up here. These are just the roving bands of Orcs and trolls that roam the Misty Mountans."

Soon enough, the Teacuppers found a campsite atop a wooded hill, with a near prefect view of all below them and a small creek next to it. Sane laughed and clapped her Elf-friend on the shoulder, "Couldn't have found a better spot! Shall you stay with us?"

03-20-2008, 10:55 PM	#11
The last sane person The Black Númenórean Join Date: Feb 2003 Posts: 6,773	The elf in question eyed Sas and Naughty and shook their hands, "Yes, well, I don't think it wise to go a shouting in a orc and troll infested wood. I don't usually count on allied dragons spotting me before I can spot them. My name is Rindir, and I come with tidings of danger. Though...I'm sure this is far from surprising." Once the whole shebang had regrouped on the other side of the river, they followed as Rindir led them up an otherwise invisible path. "I...Don't quite know what you mean by Ree'hab'bed orcs, is that their cheiftan or something? If so, they haven't shown up here. These are just the roving bands of Orcs and trolls that roam the Misty Mountans." Soon enough, the Teacuppers found a campsite atop a wooded hill, with a near prefect view of all below them and a small creek next to it. Sane laughed and clapped her Elf-friend on the shoulder, "Couldn't have found a better spot! Shall you stay with us?" __________________ Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life's longing for itself. They come through you but not from you, And though they are with you yet they belong not to you. You may give them your love but not your thoughts, For they have their own thoughts. You may house their bodies but not their souls, For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.

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