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Orodan
He almost drew a tear when Giron reached out to shake his hand. Orodan reached at Girion and grabbed his upper fore arm to pull him close; Orodan hugged him like brothers would hug each other after a long time apart.
“I’m glad you’re here.” Orodan said to Girion with a slight smile.
“If you look in my pack you’ll find some small three cloved white flowers, rub them on your leg it will feel better in no time.”
Orodan turned and looked at King Stonehelm who now was standing straight up strong as only a King would. Their eyes caught and Orodan with one knee on the ground bowed low enough for Stonehelm to see the back of his head…………………
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Awaiting Stonehelmes reaction
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Later that night Orodan helped gather wood, and showed the men and dwarves where and how to make the circle of fires so the smoke would not harm the trees around them, and not to burn anything that was living. Though Orodans sadness was apparent to every one, the dwarves especially Stonehelm was being very nice to him’ trying their best to cheer him up, and he noticed that Girion and Rubin where keeping a sharp eye on him.
As night fell and the dwarves and men began to sing around the center fire, Orodan stood at the edge of the circle listening, facing towards the North.
[ October 09, 2002: Message edited by: Guildo ]