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Mithalwen · 06-15-2005, 01:36 PM

Erenor was not quantifying the damage she was doing and she was aware of others fighting around her and of the angry roars of injured trolls - but she knew unless fortuitously placed or delivered with extreme strength a knife might have no more effect than an insect sting. THe brutes were enormous. Erenor stoud around six feet tall but the trolls were about that much wide and half as high again. Still she chanted and the sound resonated about the chamber. I am an insect that buzzes aswell as stings she thought laughing inwardly for a moment as she sliced a great weal into troll hide.

Then she became aware of of a mighty club raised and the Dunedain captain lying in it's shadow. With the catlike agility of her people she ran and leapt up nearly twice her own height to catch one handed onto the club as it swung down. The troll changed the direction of its blow trying to shake of Erenor and as she swung she slashed at the trolls face with her sword.

Releasing her grip before she could be smashed into the cave wall she scrambled onto the back of another troll, like a child carried pick-a-back. As she did so she dropped her precious sword which clattered to the floor, far out of reach. With one hand she tightened her grip around the troll's neck and reached for her dagger with the other. It had saved her a couple of times already and she hoped it would not fail her now.

The troll reversed backwards into the cave wall crushing Erenor against the cave wall. She felt her mail grind into her flesh; she jabbed her knife into the troll's neck and it roared and moved forward again. But it was a brief respite. the troll drove backwards with greater force. Erenor however had reached forward with her dagger and with her body trapped between the wall and the troll, used both hands on the hilt, which was turned away from her, and all her remaining strength to drive the blade through one of the trolls eyes.

The creature fell forward in it's death throes, but for Erenor, the chanting had stopped when breath had been forced from her body "Maltore!", she gasped and was briefly aware of fallingand of her head striking something before she lost consciousness.

06-15-2005, 01:36 PM	#160
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	Erenor was not quantifying the damage she was doing and she was aware of others fighting around her and of the angry roars of injured trolls - but she knew unless fortuitously placed or delivered with extreme strength a knife might have no more effect than an insect sting. THe brutes were enormous. Erenor stoud around six feet tall but the trolls were about that much wide and half as high again. Still she chanted and the sound resonated about the chamber. I am an insect that buzzes aswell as stings she thought laughing inwardly for a moment as she sliced a great weal into troll hide. Then she became aware of of a mighty club raised and the Dunedain captain lying in it's shadow. With the catlike agility of her people she ran and leapt up nearly twice her own height to catch one handed onto the club as it swung down. The troll changed the direction of its blow trying to shake of Erenor and as she swung she slashed at the trolls face with her sword. Releasing her grip before she could be smashed into the cave wall she scrambled onto the back of another troll, like a child carried pick-a-back. As she did so she dropped her precious sword which clattered to the floor, far out of reach. With one hand she tightened her grip around the troll's neck and reached for her dagger with the other. It had saved her a couple of times already and she hoped it would not fail her now. The troll reversed backwards into the cave wall crushing Erenor against the cave wall. She felt her mail grind into her flesh; she jabbed her knife into the troll's neck and it roared and moved forward again. But it was a brief respite. the troll drove backwards with greater force. Erenor however had reached forward with her dagger and with her body trapped between the wall and the troll, used both hands on the hilt, which was turned away from her, and all her remaining strength to drive the blade through one of the trolls eyes. The creature fell forward in it's death throes, but for Erenor, the chanting had stopped when breath had been forced from her body "Maltore!", she gasped and was briefly aware of fallingand of her head striking something before she lost consciousness. Last edited by Mithalwen; 06-17-2005 at 02:09 PM.