"Well then Spiders-Bane, i see you are not as slow as i had preceived," Dykoria grabbed her sword,"I hear you are going to Cirith Ungol, in search for the thing they call Shelob. I can be of use, and I am bored here." She lazily swung her sword back into its sheath, and leaned against a tree.
"What is this?! I never asked or told any of you to join me!" Arawil told them, with her anger in her eyes.
"Yes, but we are bored here, and seek adventure, and you are the one who can give it." Dykoria stated."And, now you know of me, and how I work. So like it or not, we are coming."
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I hope I could sleep in the cradle of your love, again
Cry for me, somebody, with dry eyes
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