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Old 10-04-2006, 11:47 AM   #99
Folwren
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Folwren is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.Folwren is battling Black Riders on Weathertop.
Thornden watched closely as Eodwine and Garstan walked away - alone, their weapons still sheathed - to meet with someone without honor or any sense of it. Doubt and a worrying fear slowly crept into his mind. Eodwine and Garstan stopped to exchange words with the man sent out. From his saddle, Thornden could not see the man, standing before the carpenter and eorl.

Brief moments of silence passed. A horse stamped and swished his tail at a fly. But then Thornden tensed suddenly as something moved behind the wall by which Eodwine stood. He saw Garstan fall abruptly and Deren rushed passed him, spurring his horse instantly into a canter.

Thornden followed in an instant, as did everyone else in the group, except the two men who held Garstan’s and Eodwine’s horses. Thornden brought his horse to a stop by Eodwine and leaped down to the ground before he stopped entirely. Deren and Eodwine were already kneeling on the ground by Garstan, supporting the man and talking to him. Thornden bent to look.

Blood was already beginning to seep through the garment at Garstan’s shoulder. The knife hadn’t been withdrawn yet. Garstan was struggling to sit up and Thornden couldn’t tell if Eodwine was trying to keep him lying down or trying to help him. His eyes and attention left the wounded man briefly as he looked up and watched as the man who had met him, fled up the walk to the main hall. He disappeared inside the tall, oaken door, shutting it behind him.

“Lie back, be still, man!” Deren said sharply, bringing Thornden back to the trouble at hand. “Lie still until we’re ready for you to get up. Don’t touch the dagger, my lord,” he said quickly. “Don’t draw it out until we have something to stop the blood with.”
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