Re: honor the fallen
- Mascatarma stopped and listened to Baldor, she kept a hard gaze upon
his eyes. "I was injured and was taken to Rivendell by Gwenhwyvar.
She was trying to persuade me to do good, not to live my old life of
killing. During the time I was healing Xelin came, he knew that I had
killed his family and wanted me dead. However he would not kill me
because I was injured, and my now good friend Gwenhwyvar would not
let him." She came and sat down on the table as she brought back the
memories. "So all the time during my healing Gwenhwyvar tried to help
me, but as I grew stronger so did the urge to kill. One night I
killed the guard and the elf boy at the stables, took a horse and
rode to my secret lair underneath Lothlorien. Carag, my son,' she
nodded towards Carag who listened carefully, ' he had been born down
there, and had lived there all his life, for 75 years. Xelin found
the bodies back in Rivendell and followed me with a small army to
kill me. We could not fight them off, and Xelin was about to kill me
when a woman told him of my past, why I killed. I was taken by Sauron
many years ago, tormented and twisted by his ways. Instead of killing
me he let me live, and decided that if I wanted to be helped he would
try to do so. We have travelled together for some time now, and our
trust had grew. Finaly we came here to help reclaim Mirkwood, but he
has met his end and I believe that it was I that should have died
here. It is not right that one so noble should die before a monster
like myself." She stared angrily at the floor and Carag watched her
with interest, he had never heard the full story before and wanted to
know more about her life before. But now was not the time to ask.
- Enil broke his silience.
"Thank you Baldor"he said in a muted voice.
"Yes on to Rivendell and making my uncle pay for he did.
He picked up his sword and sheathed and walked out the door
- ooc: im here! thanx for not forgetting me. been really busy lately
and i apologize for not posting...
ic: Gwenhwyvar went about getting things ready for the journey to
Rivendell. She had mixed emotions about returning there... she
remembered all that happened when she was there with Mascatarma, what
an ordeal trying to keep Xelin from killing Mascatarma and Masctarma
from killing Xelin or anyone else for that matter. She knew that in
her past Mascatarma had a great desire to destroy Rivendell and she
was somewhat worried that returning there would somehow drag up those
old desires. But there was nothing that could be done except to go
and keep a close eye on her. Gwenhwyvar reminded herself that
Mascatarma had done much to gain her companion's trust, but she could
not deny that they still were not out of the woods with her. She was
glad that Carag was also appalled by his mother's lust for killing
and also wanted her to change. She went in search of the two of them
and found them talking with Baldor in the kitchen. "Well, is
everyone ready to go to Rivendell?" She looked at Mascatarma when
she asked the question hoping to discover any sinister intentions she
might have. "We probably better go join the others..."