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Dimturiel · 03-15-2011, 05:59 PM

“Just when I thought nothing else could go wrong,” Harrenon muttered when Brinn broke her ankle. He could not understand why nothing went right for them that day. It was not usually like this. Yes, they had their misfortunes, but they usually did not tumble down on them all at once.

Aldarion suggested sending Amdir for a healer. which was a sane choice, as far as Harrenon was concerned and he quickly stated his agreement with the plan. He would have liked to accompany him, but it seemed that Aldarion wanted for them to continue the rehearsals and it also seemed that he could not be spared.

Harrenon looked worriedly at Coldan when the latter suggested that he should go instead. He slowly shook his head. He hoped that the others would not agree with this, or at least that they would send him with Amdir. He was, after all, the one that knew the city best, wasn’t he? What if Coldan got lost?

Harrenon ran a weary head over his face. It seemed as if days had passed since they had first arrived in Minas Tirith, not mere hours. He looked around.

“Shouldn’t we wake Branor?” he asked. “It is not fair that he should sleep through all this mess.”

03-15-2011, 05:59 PM	#11
Dimturiel Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: May 2005 Location: the road less travelled by Posts: 910	“Just when I thought nothing else could go wrong,” Harrenon muttered when Brinn broke her ankle. He could not understand why nothing went right for them that day. It was not usually like this. Yes, they had their misfortunes, but they usually did not tumble down on them all at once. Aldarion suggested sending Amdir for a healer. which was a sane choice, as far as Harrenon was concerned and he quickly stated his agreement with the plan. He would have liked to accompany him, but it seemed that Aldarion wanted for them to continue the rehearsals and it also seemed that he could not be spared. Harrenon looked worriedly at Coldan when the latter suggested that he should go instead. He slowly shook his head. He hoped that the others would not agree with this, or at least that they would send him with Amdir. He was, after all, the one that knew the city best, wasn’t he? What if Coldan got lost? Harrenon ran a weary head over his face. It seemed as if days had passed since they had first arrived in Minas Tirith, not mere hours. He looked around. “Shouldn’t we wake Branor?” he asked. “It is not fair that he should sleep through all this mess.”