Rinurion had sensed that they were suddenly being observed by... someone. But he was somehow sure it was not that of the enemy. The elven warrior had felt the change in the forest, a certain point of tense focus. He kept close to his companions, still keeping alert, yet he did not want to alarm them. He kept his silence.
All of a sudden, after the group passed a clearing, a rain of arrows seemed to suddenly fall upon them coming from a grove of elms. Keeping his head, the elf had turned to the nearest orc and kicked out. Sauche, too, had vented her anger at a nearby orc while the confusion erupted.
It was another elf, but not from Greenwood it seemed. This tall elven stranger was dressed quite differently, yet he was garbed in a distinctly familiar leather armor and cloak. It was that of Lothlorien! Rinurion had found his bonds freed suddenly, giving a quick nod of thanks to the stranger, he swifly disarmed an orc, and using his enemy's sword, whirled and cut down another at his left.
Swiftly going to Sauche's aid who was being attacked by the orc she had vented her anger on. Amaryllis was seperated suddenly from them as an orc roughly pulled her away from them. Gayahithwen, too was having her own problems but kicked out as another orc, too tried to grab her.
After cutting Sauche's ropes, he turned to Gayahithwen's direction to help her. Rinurion saw the orc double up as the elf maiden kicked out once more, hitting her attacker at a vunerable spot. He quickly cut down the foul creature and freed the maiden.
Looking towards the stranger, he saw him come to Amaryllis' help. The struggling maiden was resisting three large orcs. She too was fighting as best as she could, but being bonded, it seemed futile.
That was when Rinurion spotted Deagon.
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