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Earendil Halfelven · 05-04-2003, 10:45 PM

Turthôl wiped the blood off of his sword. As he gathered up his arrows out of the carcasses, he searched the bodies for any evidence of why they were this far north. But he found nothing. He thought of what he and Rangar had discussed just a moment before, but he couldn't come to any logical reason why these men were here. They would have to be careful, even so deep in the Shire. He and Rangar had decided that they had to leave-right now.

During the fight, he had observed the others and their skills. They had done pretty well. But some couldn't settle the fact that they had killed, like Wren and Tareth. Tareth still knelt by the body of the Wild Man he had killed. He looked sick to his stomach. Wren rubbed in vain at the blood stains on her clothes. He felt he had to say something, not out of contempt, but out of sympathy for what they had just experienced.

"Companions, we must leave now. Pack up your things, for it is not safe here, as you can see. For those of you who have killed for your first time, just be aware that if you had not killed the man at your feet, he would be eating from your body right now. Killing innocent people is wrong, but when you are being attacked by either wild men, goblins, or orcs, you must use your sword in defense of those innocents who cannot defend themselves. I can attest to that fact because, as a Dúnedain, it is the life that I live. Many times have I slain, but always in the defense of others, never in cold blood. You are going to have to learn that lesson, it seems. As we journey to Harad, it's obvious that the journey there will be one of peril and danger, for it is obvious that someone does not wish us to make this trip."

He looked at the others. They were looking at him, and he nodded back in respect, especially to Tareth and Wren. They would have to harden a part of themselves towards death and killing. But, they looked as if they were willing to do that. If they were willing to protect their friends and companions, then he knew he could trust them.

He could trust them.

05-04-2003, 10:45 PM	#11
Earendil Halfelven Wight Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: the dark recesses of the mind Posts: 223	Turthôl wiped the blood off of his sword. As he gathered up his arrows out of the carcasses, he searched the bodies for any evidence of why they were this far north. But he found nothing. He thought of what he and Rangar had discussed just a moment before, but he couldn't come to any logical reason why these men were here. They would have to be careful, even so deep in the Shire. He and Rangar had decided that they had to leave-right now. During the fight, he had observed the others and their skills. They had done pretty well. But some couldn't settle the fact that they had killed, like Wren and Tareth. Tareth still knelt by the body of the Wild Man he had killed. He looked sick to his stomach. Wren rubbed in vain at the blood stains on her clothes. He felt he had to say something, not out of contempt, but out of sympathy for what they had just experienced. "Companions, we must leave now. Pack up your things, for it is not safe here, as you can see. For those of you who have killed for your first time, just be aware that if you had not killed the man at your feet, he would be eating from your body right now. Killing innocent people is wrong, but when you are being attacked by either wild men, goblins, or orcs, you must use your sword in defense of those innocents who cannot defend themselves. I can attest to that fact because, as a Dúnedain, it is the life that I live. Many times have I slain, but always in the defense of others, never in cold blood. You are going to have to learn that lesson, it seems. As we journey to Harad, it's obvious that the journey there will be one of peril and danger, for it is obvious that someone does not wish us to make this trip." He looked at the others. They were looking at him, and he nodded back in respect, especially to Tareth and Wren. They would have to harden a part of themselves towards death and killing. But, they looked as if they were willing to do that. If they were willing to protect their friends and companions, then he knew he could trust them. He could trust them. __________________ In nomini domine saboath sui filique ite ad infernos.

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