Posts by adderfang9

K. I apologize if I get a detail messed up or if I miss one.

Cresting a hill came a cloaked rider and horse bearing down on the Orc pack. The rider pulled a bow off his back, letting loose a volly of arrows upon the battle raging before him. He found that each arrow had found its mark as he neared them. An Orc appeared on his right, a scout, before it could shout to its Conrad's the riders blade had been withdrawn. The Orc crumpled to the ground as he joined the battle, his blade slashing all around bringing down one Orc at a time from atop his steed.

The rider wheeled his horse around to meet the warrior who asked of him. He lowered his hood and smiled " The day is fine my friend, it looks like your group got ahold of the orcs before I could." He chuckled and held his hand in greeting " I am Araborne, son of Aradorn. I have been tracking these orcs since the grey mountains. How is your company fairing?"

His eye brows raised a bit but his smile did not falter " It's a pleasure to meet you Cynthia. What do you mean shaken? Has you run into some unpleasant company of late?" Araborne was quite curious of whom she might be speaking of, he had heard of a tragedy to the east but nothing of what happened. Or maybe it was just the orcs she meant....

Araborne held his hands up in surrender " Your business is your own I will not pry. You would not mind if I followed you?" Araborne replaced his sword and bow into their rightful places and angled his horse, Donovan, beside Cynthia's steed so that he may follow her. " a fine steed." He commented almost to himself "Does it have a name?" It was a friendly question and, girl or not, he had just witnessed her fight a pack of orcs. He did not want to get on her bad side for he believed she was a good fighter.

He followed close behind her, his black horse moving swiftly beneath him. Araborne caught up so that Donovan and mason were side by side. After awhile of silence he asked " where are you from?"

He nodded his head and looked over his shoulder " Who are the others in your company?" He paused for a second when he realized what he was doing " I guess you have noticed that I like to ask questions."

"Four hobbits.... How odd. It's not very often that a hobbit ends up on the other side of the water and over the hill. But it is a dire time. It is a wonder that Rohan is not ready for war." He commented for he was from Rohan and has witnessed the straying of the rulers mind. So he left, leaving the fate of Rohan to the ruler and people.

Araborne continued on in silence moving with the shifting of his horse.

Araborne tilted his head " I am listening."

There was everything but distrust in his eyes . If anything it was amusement "Well, thats not a very original lie." He chided. He looked back at her and smiled " Then I have a secret to tell you. My name is not Araborne. That was my older brothers name. My name is actually Fredrick Ryder and I am a Ranger from Rohan."

" Hello Raven." He returned the smile. Fredrick looked infront of him and watched the road " Its just hard to tell when you can use your real name. You never know when Sauron may be watching."

He nodded his head slightly and asked " Is that the only reason you work for him?"

Fredrick thought for a moment and replied using his word cautiously " No one would be in danger if not for the war that Saruman and Saroun are starting, and all over a ring that should not have been fordged in the first place."

Frederick nodded "It makes sense."

Wolfs Rain is really good. I would have said Hetalia but you have already seen it! That and Blue exorcist, those are the best. :3

Name: Germany
looks:

crush: Nein
best friend: Um.. Stick.
girl/boyfriend: ........
comments/questions: " I am only here because I heard that there was going to be beer. Oh, Ja, if Prussia shows up just send him home..."

Human Name: Duncan
Country: Scotland
Appearance age: 19
Looks: Red hair, blue eyes and fairly lean. He is about 6' 3 and usually wears jeans and a white tee shirt and a plad over shirt and scarf. May sometimes appear randomly in a kilt....
Personality: Boisterous and loud. Has the tendensy to drink too much, but other than that he's a sweet heart.
Lives: He lives at England's house with Wales( little girl) and Southern Ireland ( boy)
Siblings?: His sister is ( Northern) Ireland and his brother is Southern Ireland.
Wepon?: Broadsword

So many good animes.

name:Scotland
looks: Red hair, blue eyes and fairly tall. Wears jeans, white tee shirt, plad over shirt and a scarf. Has a bit of a beard. In war, appears in a kilt. *drawing a picture...*
[img width=382 height=510]http://th05.deviantart.net/fs7…nd_by_averiky-d7dnu19.jpg[/img]
team(if any): Allies ( since part of the UK)
crush: open
siblings: Northern Ireland ( girl) Southern Ireland ( boy). The Ireland twins.

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