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Eorl of Rohan · 03-05-2004, 12:41 AM

Ferethor was startled at the presence of a stranger that he had not noted before among the company, dismounting and reeling for a closer inspection. A Gondorian, I see, who has much experience in wild. Few indeed are left of our people who'd wandered ranging far and wide, for our people are dimnished and grown timid.

Apparently aware of Ferethor, Idruil turned his bright hazel eyes upon him and said "Greetings, Ferethor of Gondor." quietly. Maen finished saddling her own restless horse with some difficulty as she said, "His name is Idruil, and he desires to come with our expedition to Ithilien, Ferethor. But we must be gone from here swiftly if we are to be out of here ere the Great Gate is shut."

"And to you, Idruil." Even as Ferethor said that, he noted with some amusement that Crystal was already horseback on a fierce and resentful stallion that seemed to be ready to toss her off at the slightest provocation. But she is handling the steed well, that lass. Evidently used to riding, as all the youths of Eorlingas must be. The thought weighted on Ferethor for a moment, but he shook it off as he urged Apple on with a whisper.

03-05-2004, 12:41 AM	#11
Eorl of Rohan Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Jan 2004 Location: Seoul, South Korea Posts: 602	Ferethor was startled at the presence of a stranger that he had not noted before among the company, dismounting and reeling for a closer inspection. A Gondorian, I see, who has much experience in wild. Few indeed are left of our people who'd wandered ranging far and wide, for our people are dimnished and grown timid. Apparently aware of Ferethor, Idruil turned his bright hazel eyes upon him and said "Greetings, Ferethor of Gondor." quietly. Maen finished saddling her own restless horse with some difficulty as she said, "His name is Idruil, and he desires to come with our expedition to Ithilien, Ferethor. But we must be gone from here swiftly if we are to be out of here ere the Great Gate is shut." "And to you, Idruil." Even as Ferethor said that, he noted with some amusement that Crystal was already horseback on a fierce and resentful stallion that seemed to be ready to toss her off at the slightest provocation. But she is handling the steed well, that lass. Evidently used to riding, as all the youths of Eorlingas must be. The thought weighted on Ferethor for a moment, but he shook it off as he urged Apple on with a whisper.