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Aidwain was nearly finished by the troll when a whistling arrow well aimed at his arm stopped him ,Aidwain had felt sure that this would be his last battle when the troll had charged at him with his warclub ,but then Silruth and Tarondo their last companions had arrived ,Silruth had shot at the arm of the troll and saved him ,seeing that they were outnumbered the trolls and orcs had fled from the field.

Aidwain was totally exhausted ,all is arrows were gone and he had for the first time fought in close combat with a troll,his ankle was broken and he could barely stand ,Veryadan was uncounsicious and was bleeding ,Osric had several slashes ,Lunien's left arm was bruised ,Thoromir and Menecar were bleeding only Silruth and Tarondo were unhurt.

"Thank you for saving my life ",Aidwain spoke to Silruth as she came towards him,"Ah not at all you will have to repay my favour sooner than you think,come show me where you are hurt . ".Silruth tied a cloth to his broken leg .After the battle Aidwain collected his arrows scattered on the battlefield ,he only found ten of them .

Aidwain and Osric then went in search of some herbs for Veryadan who was seriously injured there Osric proferred the pouch ,full of red herbs to Aidwain, "Rub these on your arrow-tips. They are extremely poisonous. Poison arrows are always a great asset to have." Aidwain took the pouch reluctantly it as he never had used poison arrows before and they began the ascent back to the summit of Weathertop.....