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Rochelle · 02-23-2003, 06:30 PM

Her journey was near its end as Dol Amaroth came into view. The corners of her mouth creased as she noticed plumes of black cloud hovering above the city. She heeled Quellë into a swift canter before rounding a bend. There she halted quickly as the city came into better view.

The harbor burns... She closed her eyes bringing her thumb to her forehead. She did not know what evil had been beheld, but she now intended to ride towards it. Quellë was hesitent, he knew there was no safety to be found there...but he was loyal and obeyed her will. Together they rode on.

The gates of the city were open, thrust aside as if by force. She frowned and entered. Guards lay slain, some in the middle of the road, and Quellë was forced to step over them. Her grip tightened about her sword. Chaos was all around, yet she could not grasp what had happened.

She tried to halt many a townsfolk, but none would stay to explain. Finally she called to the air "Does no one know?" The stallion snorted, the whites of his eyes still showed and he was still agitated. Dartho Quellë mellon nin.

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02-23-2003, 06:30 PM	#11
Rochelle Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: The Bonfire Glade RtR 80 miles Posts: 376	Her journey was near its end as Dol Amaroth came into view. The corners of her mouth creased as she noticed plumes of black cloud hovering above the city. She heeled Quellë into a swift canter before rounding a bend. There she halted quickly as the city came into better view. The harbor burns... She closed her eyes bringing her thumb to her forehead. She did not know what evil had been beheld, but she now intended to ride towards it. Quellë was hesitent, he knew there was no safety to be found there...but he was loyal and obeyed her will. Together they rode on. The gates of the city were open, thrust aside as if by force. She frowned and entered. Guards lay slain, some in the middle of the road, and Quellë was forced to step over them. Her grip tightened about her sword. Chaos was all around, yet she could not grasp what had happened. She tried to halt many a townsfolk, but none would stay to explain. Finally she called to the air "Does no one know?" The stallion snorted, the whites of his eyes still showed and he was still agitated. Dartho Quellë mellon nin. [ February 23, 2003: Message edited by: Rochelle ] [ February 24, 2003: Message edited by: Rochelle ] __________________ Ad Astra Per Aspera (A rough road leads to the stars) "Faithless is he that says farewell when the road darkens"