The Arwenites and Eowynites.

me: WILL! CAN I STEAL TUG?!?
Will: No!:eek:
me: Aw come on, everybody else has cool horses.
Will: *hugs Tug (his horse)* No. Mine.
me:...... Fine. *walks off behind hill* *whistles three times*
Will: o_O
me: *zooms back around hill riding ontop of Herbie* :D
Caspian: OH YEAH BABY! *jumps on Herbie*
me: And if anyone has a problem with Herbie here then we can make him the supply wagon instead of a warhorse.:p
 
*Arrives at edge of Lothlorien*

Voice: Welcome Arwen of Rivendell, faithful grand daughter and lover of Elessar. I know why you have come..

Arwen: We need Lorien's aid, I have come to ask for assistance in these dark times grand mother. I implore you to show favor, to consider helping Men once again.

Galadriel: Come forth to my dwelling grand daughter. We shall discuss this matter in further detail when you reach my chamber.

*Arwen dismounts and leads Astofal into the enchanted wood.*

Arwen knew Lorien well, she had spent a great deal of her childhood there after the death of her mother. It was also where she had met her beloved Aragorn.
 
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