She stared at them for a moment. "My hands hurt and I've hardly slept for a week but I've been worse."
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
"Fair enough. Get some rest; I'll keep watch while you humans get some sleep."
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
She paused, her eyes searching them for a moment, then moved over to the edge of the small camp with her hat and her other things.
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
Roland had curled up by now and was half-asleep. Bug was pacing near the other side of camp from Rhys, and Shingles was circling at a distance.
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
She found it hard to sleep at first, but eventually relaxed knowing that if they would have been dangerous they would have shown it already. At least being killed in one's sleep wasn't the absolute worst way to go anyhow.
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
Jackson sat on a boulder and watched the sky, winding themselves up after a few minutes as they realized they were slowing down.
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
And then it was quiet, except for the wind blowing the dust over the plains then eventually down into the ravine from where they'd come before. In a few hours Rhys would wake up briefly, and look around in the almost total darkness.
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
Jackson and Bug were sitting together talking quietly, eyes gleaming like lamps against the darkness. Shingles was perched on a boulder a short distance away.
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
Shingles gave her the creeps. But at least he wasn't hostile towards them. She rested her head back on the hard ground and drifted off again, but would wake up often if there was a noise. Used to sleeping by herself meant almost literally sleeping with an eye open.
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
None of the three non-humans slept at all. Roland tossed and turned occasionally, shuddering and whimpering in his sleep.
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
Before sunrise she was up and went back over to Roland to begin working on his cuffs again.
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
Roland was munching on some stale rations. "How did you sleep?" he asked.
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
"The Imperial need for control is so desperate because it is so unnatural. Tyranny requires constant effort. It breaks, it leaks. Authority is brittle. Oppression is the mask of fear. Remember that." -Karis Nemik
Back to work it was. She took breaks but was determined to get the shackles off.
(Some time later we should do Echan and Gaius again...the tension between their morals (or lack thereof) was really interesting)
Fey he seemed, or the battle-fury of his fathers ran like new fire in his veins, and he was borne up on Snowmane like a god of old, even as Oromë the Great in the battle of the Valar when the world was young. - The Lord of the Rings: Return of the King
