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Sorsha
She gives way to a heartfelt sigh of relief as the two men gallop away into the horizon. There was something about them...surely...
"If you ask me, Legolas, I doubt even their claims of being paladins." ~ Her voice is tinged with indignation ~ "After all, they are no way near Lady Galadria and Sir Blandamour in terms of the way they carry themselves. Their manners of speech border on the uncouth..." ~ She hesitates, feeling his gaze burning upon her cheeks ~ "... I just find it so hard to believe they are truly people of honour and the shining light."
Having said thus far, she wonders whether to continue. Glancing around to ensure they are quite alone, she lowers her voice and goes on ~ "I must say, however, that we've had too much violence of late. In fact, wherever I've been - safe for that lovely temple which took me in out of kindness and where my dear Puka now stays, and that lovely magical forest - the grounds have been stained with blood and gore." ~ Her troubled eyes rest upon the handsome elf's face.
"Am I too soft or overly sensitive?" ~ Impulsively, she steps up and holds his wrist with trembling hands ~ "I hope that the end - whatever that is - is near."
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