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milliways_bar2006-02-21 02:20 pm
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The Hunter is not yet sure if she likes this place. Her Master is here, which is good, but there is so much going on. She has to focus, find something to do, otherwise, her mind will drift as it did for many years.
Thankfully, a something has been found. She currently sits at a table, sharpening her knives. Her bow, arrows and sword lie on the table itself. She'll get to those later.
Thankfully, a something has been found. She currently sits at a table, sharpening her knives. Her bow, arrows and sword lie on the table itself. She'll get to those later.
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"Are you lost?"
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"You're a child. What do you know of weapons."
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"You are." It's a simple fact to the Hunter. "Were you an elf, you would not be suitable orc material. You would be killed instead."
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"I first awakened at Cuiviénen. When Master was taken from me, I moved. I have been or seen most places in Middle Earth by now."
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"You are of Men, yes, but not necessarily of those who use such names. The Rohirrim. You do not look of them."
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