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Novnarwen · 07-20-2004, 07:10 AM

“I have scouted up a bit and found another web blocking our escape that way.”

This statement didn't get the reactions Rhând had pended on. He had expected that some would panic, even go and check it for themselves. Now, they made ready to go the other way, apparently the only way, out of the tunnel.

He saw the women stepping away from the gourd. Were they leaving it behind? The others were ready to go. He on the other hand, was more eager to get his hands on some of that suverah. What an advantage he would have if he managed to get a hold of it? It was tempting. He would be able to knock all of them out; meanwhile he went to get help from the outside to bring them back to Him. He grinned under the cloth covering his mouth. Looking around for someone watching, thinking they were all too busy trudging down the tunnel, he waited for an oppertunity to make his move. With his eyes, he followed them closely. First went Morgoroth, who seemed to be bothered lifting the silly and incompetent boy, Jordo, meanwhile the dwarves went after. He saw them walking after the torch Grash bore. Hesitating for one second, thinking about what the consequences would be if anybody spotted him, he realised at last how important this would be for the rest of the journey.

Tip-toeing, ever looking over his shoulder to see if somebody had stopped and was looking at him now, he grabbed the cloth covering his mouth and ripped it. Satisfied with the result, he bound one of the parts on his face again covering his airways. Looking at the other part of the cloth, he grabbed some of the suverah from the gourd and laid it in the cloth. He turned around. The women! They looked his way. As they noticed Rhând looking at them, they turned quickly around and walked on. Had they seen him? He wondered nervously, taking the cloth with the sulverah and hiding it in his boot. Shaking with anxiety, he ran as fast as he could after the others. If the women had spotted him, he would have to take care of them. Women weren't useful to Him anyway.

07-20-2004, 07:10 AM	#87
Novnarwen Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Apr 2003 Location: In your mouth... Eeeew, by the way. :P Posts: 517	Rhând “I have scouted up a bit and found another web blocking our escape that way.” This statement didn't get the reactions Rhând had pended on. He had expected that some would panic, even go and check it for themselves. Now, they made ready to go the other way, apparently the only way, out of the tunnel. He saw the women stepping away from the gourd. Were they leaving it behind? The others were ready to go. He on the other hand, was more eager to get his hands on some of that suverah. What an advantage he would have if he managed to get a hold of it? It was tempting. He would be able to knock all of them out; meanwhile he went to get help from the outside to bring them back to Him. He grinned under the cloth covering his mouth. Looking around for someone watching, thinking they were all too busy trudging down the tunnel, he waited for an oppertunity to make his move. With his eyes, he followed them closely. First went Morgoroth, who seemed to be bothered lifting the silly and incompetent boy, Jordo, meanwhile the dwarves went after. He saw them walking after the torch Grash bore. Hesitating for one second, thinking about what the consequences would be if anybody spotted him, he realised at last how important this would be for the rest of the journey. Tip-toeing, ever looking over his shoulder to see if somebody had stopped and was looking at him now, he grabbed the cloth covering his mouth and ripped it. Satisfied with the result, he bound one of the parts on his face again covering his airways. Looking at the other part of the cloth, he grabbed some of the suverah from the gourd and laid it in the cloth. He turned around. The women! They looked his way. As they noticed Rhând looking at them, they turned quickly around and walked on. Had they seen him? He wondered nervously, taking the cloth with the sulverah and hiding it in his boot. Shaking with anxiety, he ran as fast as he could after the others. If the women had spotted him, he would have to take care of them. Women weren't useful to Him anyway. Last edited by Novnarwen; 07-20-2004 at 11:38 AM.