<i>The attacks made killed one thief, and the other two excaped. Cidran was left on the floor</i>
<span style='color:gray'><u>*with blood on the face* "My companions... I have failed..." *coughs some blood* "Follow the will of the King of Gondor... save Bree... and then head towards.... Gondor...." *looks up, gazing as if someone was there* "I am comming father....." *dies"</u></span>
<span style='color:yellow'> " Cirdan...May you rest in peace. " *checks the body of the fallen thief* " It looks as though this one came from Bree...I would like to find the other two. Cirdans death will not go unpunished! " </span>
<span style='color:blue'>*Was out of the battle* "I saw some armed men down near the river!" *Sees Cirdan lying on the grass* "There must be more out there, I suggest we move quickly" *Readies his weapon* </span>
<b>This is a bit dead now. You guys need to organise yourselves now that I'm gone. It doesn't mean that the RPG died, it just means that I'm not gonna play anymore. I'm still DM and I still tell what happens. I can't do much now cause you guys don't burry Cidran, or ignore him, or even head to Bree</b>
<span style='color:white'>*Artemis looks into the forest and watches the bandits run away into the woods.* "Leave the thieves. They have dissapeared into the night. We have more solemn matters to attend to." *Artemis walks over to Cirdan's dead body and kneels beside it. The Artemis takes his forefingers and closes Cirdan's eyes.* "He has departed from this world. May he rest in peace." *Artemis stands up and addresses the group.* "We leave for Bree in the moring. I will stand guard for the rest of the night. Who will help bury Cirdan's body?"</span>
<span style='color:orange'>"Very well...I do not relish tasks such as these, but it must be done." *looks around for digging implements* "Where can such be found? I hope I don't have to use my sword..."</span>
<span style='color:blue'>"Elves are supposed to have good eyesight. You keep watch and me and Parhelion will bury the body." *Searches his pack hurriedly before bringing out a small shovel* "Ah, I always carry one with me." *Starts to dig a shallow grave* "We must hurry quick, we can't lose another member. The dwarf and our leader are fallen already. We must take what we can of their goods and then move on, they will have no need for them now." *Searches Cirdan's body respectfully also patting his cloak and breeches* *Looks at the fallen thief* "What in Eru is going on? This thief is not a man or an orc, it's an elf!"
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*Waves his staff at the theives*</span>
<span style='color:gray'><u>*with blood on the face*
"My companions... I have failed..."
*coughs some blood*
"Follow the will of the King of Gondor... save Bree... and then head towards.... Gondor...."
*looks up, gazing as if someone was there*
"I am comming father....."
*dies"</u></span>
" Cirdan...May you rest in peace. "
*checks the body of the fallen thief*
" It looks as though this one came from Bree...I would like to find the other two. Cirdans death will not go unpunished! "
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"I saw some armed men down near the river!"
*Sees Cirdan lying on the grass*
"There must be more out there, I suggest we move quickly"
*Readies his weapon*
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"Leave the thieves. They have dissapeared into the night. We have more solemn matters to attend to."
*Artemis walks over to Cirdan's dead body and kneels beside it. The Artemis takes his forefingers and closes Cirdan's eyes.*
"He has departed from this world. May he rest in peace."
*Artemis stands up and addresses the group.*
"We leave for Bree in the moring. I will stand guard for the rest of the night. Who will help bury Cirdan's body?"</span>
*looks around for digging implements*
"Where can such be found? I hope I don't have to use my sword..."</span>
*Searches his pack hurriedly before bringing out a small shovel*
"Ah, I always carry one with me."
*Starts to dig a shallow grave*
"We must hurry quick, we can't lose another member. The dwarf and our leader are fallen already. We must take what we can of their goods and then move on, they will have no need for them now."
*Searches Cirdan's body respectfully also patting his cloak and breeches*
*Looks at the fallen thief*
"What in Eru is going on? This thief is not a man or an orc, it's an elf!"
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