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Subject: Lómódë Author: Vomyr [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] Date Posted: 12:34:18 04/25/02 Thu A talented archer as well? The woman wowed him, left him breathless. At the moment she was laughing and joking with the soldiers that surrounded him. He didn't feel like part of the group despite their insisting to the contary, but oh how he wished he could be. To be the night haired Keth, his arm resting lightly around her shoulders, his charming comments more than making up for his lack of looks or social position. Vomyr smiled slightly whenever she looked at him but it was not often and the gaze did not last long if it was met at all. Lómódë Even the elvish name sent shivers down his spine. The air vibrated, the sound of a giant bell ringing out across the courtyard. Groaning the soldiers pushed themselves off the floor or away from the bence and started back for the barracks after muttering apolgies ["Sorry, role call"] to Vomyr and Lómódë. In less than a minute the archery greens were empty, all save for Vomyr and the now silent elf. [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ]