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[menelsul]

*runs all night and into the next morning, occasionally pausing to ask if anyone's seen his father*

*crosses the borders of Rohan and finally reaches the lands the Rohirrim called home in Eorl's youth*

*catches sight of an old white horse standing on a hill, looking out over the landscape, and pulls up sharply*

There he is.

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[eorltheyoung]

So he is.

ROFFY!!! What the hell do you think yer playing at? I'm too old for this shit. Hell, you're too old for this shit!

Are you okay?

[felarof]

*catches sight of the pair*

*bolts*

[eorltheyoung]

*chases after Felarof*

*wheezes*

I'm too old for this.

ROFFY!!!! WHAT'S WRONG??!

[felarof]

*foolishly runs into a conveniently placed box canyon*

*scrambles up the steep incline, but loses his purchase and slides back down*

*spins to face Eorl, legs splayed, head down, eyes rolling and nostrils flared, soaked through with sweat and blowing hard*