Continuing into the Warg Attack Sequence
*Gamling and Hama are scouting*
Hama: Ya know, Gamling, you and I are nothing more than extra characers designed to respond to all of Theoden's orders and our purpose from book to script has been mangled horribly.
Gamling: You, shut up.
*Right on cue, a huge pink hyena/lemming pounces on Hama*
Hama: NOOOOOOO! My brief and unnoticed career cut short by a lemming!
*Legolas is already on top of the lemming, riding it like a cowboy*
Legolas: Giddy-up little doggie!
*the warg dies because of the bad cliche*
Legolas: A scout!
Hama's dead body: Oh, really? I hadn't noticed.
-Cut to back with the refugees-
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"What mortal feels not awe/Nor trembles at our name,
Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime/Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,"
-Aeschylus, Song of the Furies
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