Flight from Rohan RPG

[elven maiden Earwen]

Rochil woke up the next morning and ate with the others. It was a peaceful morning but soon they would be ridding off again. And not long until that time come. Soon Rochil was riding with the company towards the Gap of Rohan of his beloved horse Rowan. But his thoughts weren’t at peaceful as the mornin’.

Wargs, I’d hate to have a run in with them. Rochil had seen trolls and Oliphaunt as well as Nazgul on flying steeds, and plenty of orcs but he had never encountered wargs. Monstrous wolves of the northern lands, that during the War of the Ring became servants of Saruman and headed towards southern lands, which they now inhabit. A ferocious and intelligent race.

Rochil looked up and noticed to shapes in front of them. Soldiers! Two soldiers of Rohan were riding slowly towards the company.

“Brytta!” Rochil said urgently, trying to alert him.

“Look in the distance. Soldiers!” he said pointing towards the men drawing closer and closer. Brytta looked up in the direction Rochil pointed in

[ July 28, 2003: Message edited by: elven maiden Earwen ]