Unless you count avoiding crazy Gondorians and why does she keep going on about my accent being 'cute'?

*shrugs*

*strips to the waist and starts doing pushups for no particular reason other than that my mun likes the mental image*

And a continuation of a continuation... from here

Nadiyah: *makes a face as a sticky sheet of web nearly pulls her boot off, draws two knives* ~It has to be close. Mith?~

Mithrhovan: *sniffs the air and whines at the smell of death and spiders* *catches a whiff of Gorlim's blood and lopes off*

( What exactly killed this man? )

Celebel: *glomps Nabhan* Cute foreigner!

Nabhan: *stares* Uh, right. *ew, Gondorian cooties*

( Nabhan gets a tour of Minas Tirith... eventually, at least. )

This is where the paths of fate have lead me, this city of the Enemy. I is not here to fight, though; not unless I get a good excuse have to. Just to find my sister, and hopefully bring her home ( Read more... )