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Mithalwen · 04-18-2005, 01:27 PM

Erenor saw a mass dart out and back of the side tunnel and Faerim falling but the light form his torch was extinguished before he hit the ground. Whatever it was it was not a troll - but it's exact nature was irrelevant - whatever her guard might think, she would not leave the boy to his fate. Where was Angore anyway? she thought momentarily before the evidence of her ears told her that there were more foes than one in these tunnels. She reached the side tunnel entrance and was aware of the boy at her feet - but she did not dare check on him until she knew what enemy they faced.

She raised her own torch in her left hand with her unsheathed sword held tightly in her right. It was not the ideal weapon to use one handed, its fine curved blade was used to best effect two fisted, but against creatures of the night, light could be as potent a weapon as steel - and she decided that the extra reach gave it the edge on her dagger.

Its flickering light illuninated a scence of ghastly beauty , the tunnel seemed to be draped in a kind of thick gauze wrought of shining cord, luminous and strange. Erenor gasped in wonderment before realising that it was not gauze but cobwebs... but cobwebs unlike any she had seen before... she realised exactly what the darting mass was at the moment it returned.

Scion of a noble line of warriors Erenor did her utmost not to show her feelings, since if Faerim had not fallen victim to the spider's poison she must give him confidence. Nevertheless it was the most frightening experience of her life (she had not the time for fear when the orcs had taken her from her tent). She remembered her father's words "If you cannot conquer fear, you will never conquer an enemy"... she wondred how this creature compared to the enemies he had faced in Mordor. There was not time to wonder further. The creature advanced swiftly did not move as swiftly as the elf who slashed at its legs with her sword.

The creature made some noise but whether of fear or pain, Erenor did not know but it soon tried to attack again. Erenor jabbed towards it with her flaming torch and then sliced across its montrous head with her sword. It was not the easiest of foes - so large, almost as tall as she but so much wider. Faerim she thought, if you are conscious.. I could use some help

04-18-2005, 01:27 PM	#148
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,449	Erenor saw a mass dart out and back of the side tunnel and Faerim falling but the light form his torch was extinguished before he hit the ground. Whatever it was it was not a troll - but it's exact nature was irrelevant - whatever her guard might think, she would not leave the boy to his fate. Where was Angore anyway? she thought momentarily before the evidence of her ears told her that there were more foes than one in these tunnels. She reached the side tunnel entrance and was aware of the boy at her feet - but she did not dare check on him until she knew what enemy they faced. She raised her own torch in her left hand with her unsheathed sword held tightly in her right. It was not the ideal weapon to use one handed, its fine curved blade was used to best effect two fisted, but against creatures of the night, light could be as potent a weapon as steel - and she decided that the extra reach gave it the edge on her dagger. Its flickering light illuninated a scence of ghastly beauty , the tunnel seemed to be draped in a kind of thick gauze wrought of shining cord, luminous and strange. Erenor gasped in wonderment before realising that it was not gauze but cobwebs... but cobwebs unlike any she had seen before... she realised exactly what the darting mass was at the moment it returned. Scion of a noble line of warriors Erenor did her utmost not to show her feelings, since if Faerim had not fallen victim to the spider's poison she must give him confidence. Nevertheless it was the most frightening experience of her life (she had not the time for fear when the orcs had taken her from her tent). She remembered her father's words "If you cannot conquer fear, you will never conquer an enemy"... she wondred how this creature compared to the enemies he had faced in Mordor. There was not time to wonder further. The creature advanced swiftly did not move as swiftly as the elf who slashed at its legs with her sword. The creature made some noise but whether of fear or pain, Erenor did not know but it soon tried to attack again. Erenor jabbed towards it with her flaming torch and then sliced across its montrous head with her sword. It was not the easiest of foes - so large, almost as tall as she but so much wider. Faerim she thought, if you are conscious.. I could use some help Last edited by Mithalwen; 05-09-2005 at 11:07 AM.