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   Sentinel moved forward across the Rhaubb Ice Plains, the wind howling and blowing snow everywhere as the blizzard raged, No one in there right mind would of been out in this weather, but Sentinel was, far in the North and treacking west slowly, not losing his sense of direction in the white scene. He wore a fur cloak and hod, and wool clothes, looking more as a barbarian then then the wood elf he was. He wrapped his cloak tighter about him as he looked up, his fair elven features showed nothing out of place, except the long jagged scar on his cheek, which marked him as the great ranger he was. He saw what he needed and kept on going through the one foot ssnow, as he moved to towards the speck of light far out to the west, there, he could rest

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   (is this ok?)
   Melissa had been out for ages. No one was out in this weather they would have to be as crazy as her. Butshe didnt care she was finally escaping from the plalace. that place was bad she hated it everyone thought being a princess was heaven- how wrong can they be! Suddenly she was a figue in the distance she grabbed her sword from the uder her coat. Surely her dad hadnt already noticed she had gone she thought she would be far gone before they noticed. Welll she wasnt going to go home without a fight she hid behind a huge rock and waited.

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   He felt somebody around but igrnored the person or peoples, continuing on his way forward with deliberate pacing, going slow as to conserve his energy, it was nearing late and anyone out here would freeze to death seeing the temperate would go into the negatives and only the dragons come out at night in the Rhaub

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   Wrapped in thick animal pelts, Rhedad watched the ranger lord ,peering at him from the massive thicket that hid him and his band of 7 fighters.A big orc with a long puckered scar running down the side of his ugly face,Rhedad had assasinated more than one elven ranger for his wealthy dwarven clients.Although despising his kind as abombinations like the elves,dwarves were willing to do anything to get the job done.According to the dwarven commander who had recruited him,if Rhedad carried off this hit succsesfully,he would be a very wealthy orc.Wealthy enough to carve out his own orcish fiefdom.This was something the orc was looking forward to.A smile crossed his face as he fantasized about the glory and power he would soon enjoy.Suddenly,he was jerked from his dreams of glory when his second in commnad tapped him on the shoulder to get his attention.''It's freezing here,Chief.Let's kill the filthy pointy ears now. A well aimed arrer oughta do it''. ''Fool'',Rhedad hissed.''And miss?Bleeding blizzard's too strong for that.This one is deadly.No chances must be taken if we wish to survive.Nope,I want a clever ambush or trap,something well thought out.Let's try to get warm now.'' Gesturing to his warriors to follow him,he slunk back into the undergrowth.

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   Sentinel shook his head. There was nothing out here except the cold where a person could die if exposed too long. He kept on moving forward, towards the light of the encampment where he could rest after a long trip. Though something nagged him in the back of his mind, something felt wrong and he couldn't put it to words. Instinct told him something was out here, yet reason told him there was not. Now he was raging an inner battle between to go on instinct or reason. As he neared the encampment he tripped on something in the snow, he fell hard into the snow and cursed. He got back up and pulled out was buried in the snow. The dead body of a man. He had died from sickness it seemed, having no mark on his body. Sentinel narrowed his eyes, could the encampment be a trap?

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   Alariel was a hunter, a very unusual hunter to say the least. His very long ears and purple skin made him a Night Elf, making the night his home. Long black hair was tied in a pony tale upward, and then fell on his back, over two long, slim blades, with ancient inscriptions on them. The weapons were crossed on his back. The weight of his muscular body shifted so that he left no footprint in the snow; practicaly walking on it. A thick shirt and thick pants with white fur at the botton covered his body. Yet the most unusual thing about Alariel was the white strip of cloth that covered his eyes, blindfolding him; he used magic to look at, past, and inside things, yet the magic was only viable for 500 meters. Farther than that, he was blind, completely blind. He made his way quickly towards the wood elf, skipping on top of the snow.

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   Sentinel heard something moving against the wind and he turned to see the night elf, with speed and agility he unsheathed his sword and prepared for combat. He was confused at what he saw. A blind Night elf who seemed to want to fight. Very odd.

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   He laughed a bit, stopping a short distance away from the elf. "I am not here for a fight, fellow elf." said Alariel smiling, "Nor am I blind" he added. Every time someone saw him, they thought he was blind. Who could blame them? For this matter he was used to adding the extra thought in there so there could be no misunderstandings.

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   Sentinel nodded, understanding in some degree of what the elf meant. He sheathed his sword smoothly and bowed his head to the fellow elf, caring naught if the other elf saw it. Sentinel was formal with strangers or superiors. He looked up at the elf, he knew that some elves had magical 'eyes' if they so happened to be blind, and so he assumed the same with this one.
   "Yes m'lord. Where do you had to in such a miserable place?"

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    "M'Lord?" he repeated, "I am but a mere hunter, scouting these parts of the forest. What about yourself?" asked Alariel, daring to get a bit closer. Every time he stopped he sank into the snow, leaving holes in the otherwise untouched snow.

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    He shrugged, he called everyone Lord or lady, no matter their status, it was the way he was trained in the Ranger Guild of Anawaith. He nodded and tilted his head as to think on the question. Should he tell the truth? He couldn't trust this elf of course, that would be foolish, but he was once told that to gain trust, one must give. So, he decided, he would tell the truth and if he saw any hints of betrayal in the elf's manner, he would kill him.
    "I am heading to a small encampment where I might rest from my hard journey, forgive me, people call me Sentinel, you may call me the same. You are?"

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    He nodded his head when he heard the response, which to his surprise, seemed to be the truth. Or thats what his instincts were telling him. Of course, he could not trust anyone, yet that was up to some degree true and not wholesome. Alariel saw no reason to lie now, no gain or loss what so ever. "I have heard of you, Sentinel. The merchants that come trading into our lands brought a few stories where your name was mentioned. I am Alariel, member, no associate," he correctred himself, "of the Anawaith guild. I represent the guild in my lands." he added.

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    He raised an eyebrow, was he hearing true. A fellow brother from the Anawaith Guild? Maybe so, but Sentinel would test it. Speaking in the Anawaith Battle Tongue he said a favoriate quote from the elder there.
    "Life Has No Meaning Without Responsibilty."
    He said and smiled, remembering the Elder who had been like a father to him.
    "Are you from the Guild?"
    He said locking eyes once more on the Elf, and out of his thoughts.

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    He was a bit surprised when he heard that he was talking with a fellow guild mate, and the fact that he knew the Battle Tounge as well as the Elder's favorite quote prooved it. "What do you think?" answered Alariel to the question in the Battle Tounge. Even though he made it his business to know as much as possible about what ever he wishes, some things escaped him from time to time. He hated when that happened, for knowing could be the difference between life and death, and to know that Sentinel was part of the same guild as him from the start would have prooven usefull here.

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    He nodded and tilted his head as he switched back to common tongue.
    "Then you know the reason I am here."
    War had been going on for ages between the dwarves and elves for ages and Sentinel had at once, from orders from the Guild, had joined the Elvish Alliance and had rose as a Ranger Lord leading a very large portian of an army. He was one of the greatest in the Guild. He was a seasoned warrior of the war and large bounties on his head from the Dwarven Companies who their hatred for him were deep. Sentinel cared naught of this as he bowed his head and put his arm on the bicep of the fellow brother.
    "Come brother. The encampment shall give as food and warmth and we shall speak of old times. Will you come?"

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    "Indeed, I may have a bit of knowledge of the reason why you are here, though little, as we have just been called to join in pushing the dwarves back just a while ago," he said, quickly adjusting the white cloth that covered his eyes. "I would be foolish not to join you," he added, starting to walk besides him.

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    Huddled in the snow lodge they had erected,Rhedad fretted and fumed silently,his feelings all too clearly mirrored by the grim expressions on the faces of his warriors.
    
    When they had set out on their mission a week ago,they had expected to track down and slay the Wood elf Sentinel within a few days.How wrong they had been.Discovering his trail had been easy enough,for even a ranger as skilled as Sentinel,could not escape the keen nose of Gulk the smallest orc in the group,who had a sense of smell as keen as that of any hound.What they hadn't reckoned on however,was a blizzard that had flung mssiles of snow and ice everywhere,just as Sentinel had waked into the little ambush they had planned for him.At that moment Redad had been tempted to follow the advice of his second in command and to give the order to risk firing a poison tipped arrow at the Elven ranger.
    
    Fortunately,his better sense had convinced him otherwise.Sentinel's skill with his blade was legendary among the dwarven Companies who had seen him kill 5 times his number,single handed.Rhedad was only too aware that he wouldn't be able to collect the bounty on the Ranger's head if he lost his head to the elf's blade.Besides,contrary to what everyone thought of orcs,Rhedad was not going to throw away the lives of his most trusted and skilled warriors on a gamble.As their leader,he was responsible for their welfare and safety and he would not let their mates become widows,thanks to his impatience and stupidity.No,close combat with the dread Ranger had to be avoided.It had to be a well aimed arrow or skillfully hidden trap.But that was impossible with the blizzard raging around them.It was anyone's guess how the Ranger could calmly stride on in this horrid snow storm.Maybe he really was part demon as the dwarves claimed.Well, demon or not,Rheadad would kill him and then leave this wretched place for good.But that would have to wait till this bitch of a blizzard cleared.Until then,all they could do was wait.

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    Sentinel closed his eyes and smiled, letting the cold feel around him and shake him, he was not used to the cold weather, but unlike other elves, he adapted almost spontaneously to any other climate. He opened his eyes at his companion and nodded.
    "It would be smart not to, but I will not try to convert you on your actions."
    He nodded and looked forward.
    "The dwarves fear me, indeed. How foolish of them to think me part demon when I am but a common wood elf protecting my home like any other being on this world would do. They are overconfidant. The Elder once said that there is no seperation between man and god, one just blends casually into the other."
    His voice was almost whipped away by the harsh wind as it hailed into Sentinel, but he pressed on, determination to reach the encampment.

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    "Indeed...they are way to overconfident considering their short stature." he chuckled, "After all, they are fighting elves, maybe one of the gratest mistakes they have ever made, attacking us." he said, returning back to a more serious tone. "So how is the war going, where is the current borderline?" he asked. The cold didn't bother him much, he was well dressed for the weather as well as a bit used to the chill, but he did feel the pinching frost of the wind when it came at them harder.

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    Sentinel turned grim as he sighed.
    "The dwarves have pulled back to their moutians and we lie at the foot of the moutians. Of course the dwarves have designed traps in the mountians and we are trying to find a clear pass through the moutians that possibly isn't guarded or blocked by snow."
    Sentinel looked over at his companion and nodded thoughtfully.
    "Maybe I will take you part of my Recon Patrol. We are to scout the moutians of course.

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    "I would be honored to join you in your scouting mission. The mountains are the dwarve's domain, just like our kind is at home in the forests. To try to climb the mountains and push them back would be suicidal. If a pass can be found we can move into their territory and cut their suplies as well as any communications. the mountains, though vast, will become an island on which the dwarves will be trapped." he said, guessing at the strategy that they were using. He looked at Sentinel for aprooval.

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    He glanced at him and nodded.
    "You are correct, but we must hurry to do this, if the dwarves are to be able to get word out to their comrades then they will bring for reinforcements."

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    "Yes, if the reinforcements arrive to strengthen their positions, the whole this will become almost imposible." he said looking out to the mountains. "We have to be silent and not let any dwarves see us untill we have secured a pass, if any are still open." he sighed. "So when and where do we start?"

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    Sentinel shrugged.
    "Once we make it to the encampment we are going to recieve our orders and do our job. That simple. Of course we know it won't be."
    He said as he thought. Plans never went as they were suppose to go.

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    A human man walked out of the shadows and leaned against a tree not touching the ground.He looked at the elves and noticed the ratial difference one was wood the other dark.He laughed a little bit and still looking at them.
    I never thought I'd see the day when differrent species of elves talk together peacefully.
    He said as he walked out towards them showing no fear or doubt in his eyes.
    The names Beowulf.
    He said as he still stood hovering over the snow.
    What is yours?

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    Sentinel stopped his hand strayiong to his sword, the wind as the blizzard raged on the plains made it hard to see the human, but Sentinel recognized him instantly.
    "No need for introductions, Beowulf."
    He said, he had known Beowulf for years, both him and Beowulf having fought in wars together.

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    For a second there I thought you were going to make a dealy mistake and attack me.
    Beowulf said smiling as he nodded to the dark elf saying.
    Who's your dark friend here Sntinel?

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    Sentinel glanced at his other companion.
    "This is a brother from the guild, Beowulf."
    He smiled.
    "Ahren, meet Beowulf, a most interesting human."
    He looked back over to Beowulf.
    "I assume you are here because of the war?"

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    In a way mostly because one of your soldiers said that the enemy has dragons and that I could find you here.
    He said as he tilted his head and looked at the dark elf.
    A bit of a we fellow ain't he.
    Beowulf said laughing as he measured him mockingly.
    He'd better not get in front of me or I might step on him.

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    Sentinel raised an eyebrow and shook his head and glanced at Ahren.
    "That would be foolish. Ahren is trained in the same arts as I am, Beowulf."

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    And t I know the same arts as you to and I also know the arts of dragon slaying a very hard art to learn..So yet he doesn't scare me.
    Beowulf said as he quickly turned around hearing the enemy coming closer.
    Your enemy is right over that there hill and they have a dragon with them...And how is it that you have longer ears than me and I heard them before you did.
    He asked as he crouched to the ground and listened to the vibrations of the dragon walking.
    They have one-thousand men and seven dragons.
    He said as he stood back up and looked at Sentinel.

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    ((Hey, Beo, I gotta go. See you at school tommorrow))

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    (Later)

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    He smirked at Boewolf's comments, even though it would be interesting to see what this arogant human can do. "First of all, I am not a Dark Elf; second of all, if I somehow get in front of you, you willl stop, and go around me or wait until I move; and third, if you were scared of me, you would get lower that one of those puny dwarfs!" he stated with a smile.

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    He smiled and nodded to Ahren.
    "A well made point. So, Beowulf, will you join us?"
    He said with an air of excitement. Even if Beowulf was arrogant, he showed amazing skills with the sword and bow. Things he would need on the patrols.

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    Yes I will old friend.
    He then looked at Ahren.
    And first off I don't take orders from anyone except myself.Get it got it good.Now live with it.
    He said as he silently diasappeared into the darkness of the blizzard.
    You'll know were to find me.
    He called back to Sentinel.

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    "I was never making any illusions that I could posibly give you orders" he said laughing a bit. He waited untill Boewulf was gone and said, "What's wrong with him. Is he always like that, or is it my presence?". He said turning his head towards an incomming troop of dwarves that was still a kilometer away. Even though he was blind to see that far, his ears would not lie.

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    Seven arrows flew by Ahren and Sentinel's heads and hit the dwarves in the heads leaving them headless walking around like headless chickens.
    I could have hit the both of you and you wouldn't of known who it was.
    He said as he walked back out of the shadows.

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    "You really do think I'm blind, don't you?" he asked, "I saw you taking each arrow, notching it, and letting it fly. You can become invisible and do that and I can still see every, single, movement, you might make as well as any object you might use. We are not as helpless as you might think, or want.". He finished and turned to wards the dwarves once again.

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    Sentinel nodded and became silently as he unsheathed his sword about out an inch and waited patinelty for the dwarves to come. Then he would unleash hell on them

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