[Arvedui III]

Gromfelt breathed heavely. The warriors they had sent to collect Bali were weak, febile men. Still, there were too damed many of them. Ani Dao was at the stairs with her bow. Kili on the left, Dain on the right. He and Durin were in the middle. A man charged him, he ran farward. Sudenly two more appered. In a second two fell to the ground, one from a arrow, one from a hand axe. The third man halted and turned toward towards Ani Dao with her bow, then he looked at Grom, reaching for his other throwing blade. He ran. Two others did likewise, but there were at least three of stouter heart who took their place. Gromfelt grimed as one of them charged him. He had his axes in hands, and took a stance by the foot of the stairs. Sundenly a screem pieced the room. And Gromfelt lost fouces on the man as he turned to his left. Kili had an arrow in his sholder. He was running blidly toward a man with a bow. But that wasn't asounding thing. After he despaced the man, he charged the rest of them head on, seemingly unaware of the shaft potruding from him. They scatered like flys. Gromfelt didn't have time to see what happened next, the man running for him raised his sword. An arrow from Ani Dao bought him sone time, and two swift strokes, that's all it took to get rid of the fellow. Then Grom looked up. The first wave of men were gone. Dain was already looking at Kili,but he was laughing, and Grom noticed that the shaft was gone "Did ya see their faces? Hit my armor. Fell off and still they kept running." He said, barly able to contain his mirth. All the dwarfs grined. "There'll be more" said Dain, now frowning in thought. "Lots more, hope they get Bali out of here soon." "No rush," said Gromfelt, taking his place back at the staircase. "the more the merrier." Then there was a comotion upstairs. Horses nighed, and tense voices wispered outside. Bali was breaking out.

[ March 04, 2003: Message edited by: Arvedui III ]