March 9

Well Runa made me stop singing Steppenwolf so I'm bored. Wait- I've been to busy to use this dadgum thing. I had an idea, now Runa, Éowyn and I are off to war, along with Merry and the newfound Hannah the Hitchhiking Hobbit. It's surprisingly difficult to hide when your in an army of blonde eye candy.

Later...

But...wow. My mouth hurts I'm grinning so badly. I was cleaning Esgar's bridle by one of the fires because it has really tiny buckles. The tips of my fingers were sore from trying to get one piece unbuckled. After dropping my rag for the eighth time I reached down to get it with a colorful word: "Aweirgain" That one is my favorite, as can now be apparent.

"That's an ugly word for a lady." Éomer sat down next to me and rested his elbows on his knees.

"I'm no lady. You know that." Oh, my mouth works a lot faster than my brain. I instantly flushed. Now why do girls DO that? Blush, I mean, it's EMBARRASSING.

"Well, that may be true but you still shouldn't say it. I know many Riders who don't and I don't think that a young woman should be known for it." He looked sideways at me and smiled.

"Any reputation I get is fine as long as I keep my horse and sword," With that I attacked the leather, digging dirt away ferociously.

"That bridle will not be any good if you clean it to a rag." I couldn't really tell if he was joking or not but I laughed and stopped, putting it down beside me.

"I feel like I owe it to Esgar. He needs some care." I laced my fingers and rested my hand on my knees like he did.

"That thrice-cursed horse..." He trailed off, chuckling.

"Oh he's cursed all right. With too much intelligence and a bad temper." I muttered, retirieving the bridle and resuming my cleaning. Éomer laughed, probably by my indication of the conversation being over.

We talked for what seemed like a really long time until Éowyn came and got me. I wanted to stay.

March 10

I'm not able to talk with Éomer anymore, like I've been able to while we were still 'allowed'. And for some reason it's bothering me...a lot.

I think that I've fallen...but it's more like crashing...in love with him. Funny, I never thought I'd find myself in any place like that. But then- who expects to be thrown into a magical world that you hvae to help save?

Sad thing is, I know he'll be king and if anything I'm going to stay with Runa and Hope, keep the Sue populations under control, which would mean that I'd probably never see him as a friend again...

March 17

Camp is a myriad of sound. Commanders giving orders and horses rearing and trumpeting. They are all on edge from the shadow of the mountain. Esgar though is quiet, like a well behaved gelding. I tack him up in all his armor, some of which is Rohirric, some of which is Nazgul, it makes an interesting combination.

Drums have been pounding since early this morning. I swing into the saddle and hold the reins tight in my fingers. My hair is pulled up into a heavy knotted braid that is tucked under my helmet.

Éomer rides at the head of the column and I offer up a prayer for his safety to whoever's listening.

Later...

The battle was complete anarchy. I have almost no memory of it, save for several moments of clarity that soon faded away into crimson blurs and noise. One of them was the Nazgul's approach. Esgar reared and screamed in the ranks, essentially making his presence known. I still don't know if he was challenging them or screaming in pain from their presence. That would be the moment that I was discovered but by then it was too late to do anyhting, the charge had started.

The only other that hasn't already faded into my memory of choas was throwing my sword. Somehow I got mixed in with the knights of Dol Amroth. One of the soldiers was pinned on the ground under a particularly huge Orc and I flipped the sword and threw it. Then everything fades away again until someone took Esgar's reins. I pretty much fell off at that point.

One of the Dol Amrothian knights helped me back to my feet and the man who I'd saved appriached and took my heavy glove in true lordly fashion.

"My lady, you saved our lives."

My first reaction was to put a hand to my face ad hair. When had my helmet come off? I couldn't recall the moment. Then I looked at him, very thouroughly confused.

"You must be mistaken, I can't have- didn't..." Every logical thought had totally flown the coop. He simply smiled and let my hand go.

"If you ever need a lord's assistance ask for Erchirion of Dol Amroth."

Now why does that name ring a bell...

March 22

Éomer hasn't left Éowyn's side and I've not left his. He was furious with me when he found at that I'd come, then was so happy that I hadn't been hurt or killed. It was almost like being fussed at by my father, except with a different tone that really made me feel regretful. As of now, he's either on the wall tops or the Houses of Healing and I've been spending my days close to that.

March 25

Runa has gotten us into another mess. We could have stayed in Minas Tirith, but nooo, somebody had to have a vision. And now somebody is concerned about seeming Sue-ish. Ai Vali Runa! We're preserving canon, not destroying it!

Later...

Lost my temper again. And my horse went bonkers as well. Esgar had a fit when the Mouth came out, a full-fledged roaring fit, throwing his head and rearing as well as crow-hopping all the way to him. I managed to get him under some way of control without shouting. The Mouth had something smug about him, but because of his 'issues' I think it was unintentional.

The Sues stuck out. Like red among black, though they were all in black. The Mouth had this really long speech that had all these conditions and orders, inculding one for Runa's. Legolas's and Aragorn's deaths. Somehow they missed me. And I got mad. Not about being left out of the death setence, but at being underestimated.

"I can't believe you left me out! If you're going to ruin Arda, fine! But don't expect me to stand around and WATCH!" I dismounted psycho-pony and strode all the way to the Sue that must have been Runa's captor. I pulled my sword and swung. Wow, human heads come off a lot cleaner than one would think. I don't remember anything that happened after that until the Eagles arrived and I calmed down.