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Hama Of The Riddermark · 08-04-2004, 01:31 PM

Owacyn winced as he saw Paladir go limp, a tear escaped from his eyes, but he swiftly wiped it, trying his hardest to make it look like it was to get rid of dust. Drawing his sword slowly his thoughts strayed to Gondor and his wife and unborn child. Slowly and painfully he snapped them back to the present. Arathorn rested an arm on his shoulder. "Owacyn, there will be a time to grieve, but the time is not now...we must get through this, we have to, for the sakes of our children, and for children to come we must survive." Owacyn looked at Arathorn and tried to give a smile, but it came out as a twisted smile with a nervous twitch at the side.

Elladan and Elrohir joined them looking up the stairs. Hanindur slowly joined them as well. Owacyn looked around the company. Nine reduced to five in what seemed like hardly any time at all. Hanindur slowly and quietly said "We should commit Paladir to the waters, not just leave him here to rot in this hole."

The Perky Ent · 08-05-2004, 01:45 PM

"We cannot linger! There will be a time to bury the dead, but it is not now. Every second we wait, more orcs will prepare. We must go!" Arathorn said to Owacyn, running through the hole. A small stair went down into the depths, which the men followed. Beyond that was a small tunnel reaching beyond the darkness. "It seems we've found a secret tunnel of some king! This must be how they built it. Using these tunnels. They must lead to an exit! Let's go!" Arathorn said, running into darkness. "Is there no other way?" Elladan said. "The air smells foul" "We have two choices! We can either take the tunnel and stand a chance to escape, or we can stay in the tunnel and wait for them to find us." Arathorn said, grabbing his sword as he ran.

For what seemed like hours they ran through the darkness without sing of an exit. The tunnel and Paladir's body were now far out of sight, and the world seemed like pure darkness. The men couldn't even see where they were going, as their torches were put out by a leak in the tunnel a while back. "Now I know what it feels like in the void!" Elrohir said. "It truly is a punishment worthy of someone like Morgoth." Elladan said. For the next half hour, they ran, until they began slowing down. "This is useless, Arathorn! I'd rather be back in the tunnel, than lost and dead here. There's even a chance we're running back in the wrong direction!" Owacyn said, giving Arathorn a hard look. "Just a bit more" Arathorn said, though his mind was slowly agreeing with Owacyn.

An hour later, they saw light. It was beautiful. A beacon of hope. It gave hope to them. At the end of the tunnel, there was a ten foot drop into a bright, large room. With the exception for a large stair running up, the room seemed empty "This is our exit! Surely! " Hanindur said, jumping out of the tunnel. "Freedom" Arathorn said. "Look!" Elrohir said, running up a crack in the floor. Elrohir quickly broke the floor, revealing an enormous stash of weapons. "This must be a hidden armoury!" "Let's get some weapons and get out of here!" Arathorn said, grabbing beautifully crafted swords. After gathering a large amount of weapons, the men went up the stairs.

At the top of the stairs was a large dining room. Four long tables stretched hundreds of feet across the room. On each side of the room was an open exit. One, it seemed, went to a lounge. The other, went to the main hall. "We're saved!" the men said, running out to the hall. "Not yet!" Arathorn said, for guarding the large wooden doors were a small group of orcs. "Them the ones that got us at the bridge! Kill em!"

Eowyn Skywalker · 08-05-2004, 08:23 PM

The sight of the orcs made Hanindur furious. He was already stuck hard enough by Paladir's death-- the death he had died in order to save him, and now just the idea of the creatures of the enemies who had caused all of those deaths caused a flame within him to light up. He was yet tired-- exhaustion showed on all of thier faces, though perhaps more distant with the elves that remained, but the thought of those orcs drew all feeling of tiredness away.

The light that signified some level of hope for them glistened on his blade as he drew it-- the small amount of orcs that had attacked them at the bridge noticed him there. Hanindur dashed at them, a blind attack from his anger, and frusteration at the seeming lack of things they could do. Only five of them now remained-- himself, Arathorn, Owacyn, and the two sons of Elrond. Whether that would be all that would remain after this, Hanindur did not know. All he knew was that if he was going to die then, he would die in battle.

astarielle · 08-06-2004, 06:29 AM

As Elladan emerged from the tunnel he felt the heavy grim darkness fly from him that had been weighing him down for so long. He felt a great sense of relief as they entered a dimly lit room. But as soon as it had left was the feeling renewed as orcs guarded the heavy doors.

Instinct took over as he drew his bow, his arrows had now become few as their company had done. But arrows, no matter how few can still accomplish great things. That was what he thought as he fired an arrow at an orc charging their way. Hanindur had drawn his sword and was charging with fury at the orcs, the death of their companions weighing heavily on his mind. Without being told the rest of the company followed suit, they had accomplished greater deeds than killing these few orcs.

The pain in his shoulder was immense as Elladan parried with and orc for what seemed like an age before finally over coming it and slicing of its head in one swing. Every time an orc fell it grew harder to continue to fight, for every man and elf that had been through so much yet knew there was more to come. After dispatching another orc to join the ranks of the dead, Elladan whirled around to check all were still alive when a light coming from his stairs caught and held his eye. "Orcs!" he shouted, "from the stair, we must get out of here...quickly!"

With new found strength they faught on, faught on for their lives.

The Perky Ent · 08-07-2004, 03:19 PM

"Quick men! We must find things to baracade the hole! Owacyn, you stay outside and start piecing them together! Hanindur, come with me! Elladan! Elrohir! Keep them busy!" Arathorn shouted, running into the dining hall. "Ay!" Elrohir said, firing arrows at the first wave of orcs comming up the stairs. The twins could sustain them, but by the end of the day, they won't hold out. "Quickly!" Hanindur said. "Wood from the chairs!" Arathorn said, grabbing two chairs and running back ot Owacyn. "Break these are start filling the whole. When it's complete, yell, and we'll get out of here!" Arathorn said, throwing two chairs to Owacyn, who slammed them against the doors and took the wood. After several minutes, the chairs were all gone, but the hole was still wide. "It's gonna take a miracle to get outta here alive!" Owacyn said, making the hole smaller. What he didn't know is that there would be a miracle. However, it wouldn't be for the men.

"The orcs are gone for now" Elladan said, running into the Dining Hall. "Good, now help me break this table apart!" Hanindur said, hitting it several times with his sword. in a few moments, the table was cut into carrysize pieces. "To Owacyn!" Arathorn said, ushering them out of the room. "More orcs!" Elrohir shouted, firing more arrows. After a few moments, Arathorn was shocked when Elrohir said, "I'm out of ammo!" Without a moments hesitation, Arathorn drew his sword and jumped in to fight. Four, Five, Six, and Seven. "That's the last of them, for now! Elrohir, I need you! Help me with this cauldron" Arathorn said, pointing to a large cauldron place right above an unlit fireplace. Together, they dragged it to the stairs, and threw it. "That will stop them! Owacyn, hows the hole?" Arathorn said, running back to the entrance. "Just a few more patches and we're outta here!" "We're almost home" Arathorn said to himself. "We're almost home"

The Perky Ent · 08-08-2004, 06:31 PM

"We're ready!" Owacyn said, sitting down next to the wall to take a break. "Alright, we're coming out!" Arathorn said, crawling through a small hole in the wood wall. "Come on brother!" Elladan said. "Goodbye Angmar" Elrohir said, exiting the fortress. "Time to patch the last bits up!" Owacyn said, applying the last bits of wood.

In a few moments, the entire entrance was sealed. "Well, time to head home" Hanindur said. "We could really use those horses right about now" Arathorn thought to himself. He got his wish. Suddenly, two orcs on horses rode down a hill towards the men.

"Get them! Don't shoot the horses!" Owacyn shouted, as the twins both fired arrows, killing the orcs. "Well, we've got horses, but there's only two. Who's gonna get them" Owacyn said. Just then, there was a bang on the wooden door.

The Perky Ent · 08-09-2004, 11:19 AM

Suddenly, the wooden wall shattered, flinging wood everywhere. In fear, the horses ran.

"Get the horses twins! Behind the door, over a thousand orcs stood, waiting to attack. "This is the end" Owacyn and Hanindur said.

"Or the beginning" Arathorn said. "Goodbye friends" Arathorn said.

And after that statement, the fellowship was destroyed.

08-08-2004, 06:31 PM	#6
The Perky Ent Maniacal Mage Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Setting sail for Umbar, with Firefoot at my side! Posts: 3,297	"We're ready!" Owacyn said, sitting down next to the wall to take a break. "Alright, we're coming out!" Arathorn said, crawling through a small hole in the wood wall. "Come on brother!" Elladan said. "Goodbye Angmar" Elrohir said, exiting the fortress. "Time to patch the last bits up!" Owacyn said, applying the last bits of wood. In a few moments, the entire entrance was sealed. "Well, time to head home" Hanindur said. "We could really use those horses right about now" Arathorn thought to himself. He got his wish. Suddenly, two orcs on horses rode down a hill towards the men. "Get them! Don't shoot the horses!" Owacyn shouted, as the twins both fired arrows, killing the orcs. "Well, we've got horses, but there's only two. Who's gonna get them" Owacyn said. Just then, there was a bang on the wooden door. Last edited by piosenniel; 08-08-2004 at 06:40 PM. Reason: broken into paragraphs

08-09-2004, 11:19 AM	#7
The Perky Ent Maniacal Mage Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Setting sail for Umbar, with Firefoot at my side! Posts: 3,297	Suddenly, the wooden wall shattered, flinging wood everywhere. In fear, the horses ran. "Get the horses twins! Behind the door, over a thousand orcs stood, waiting to attack. "This is the end" Owacyn and Hanindur said. "Or the beginning" Arathorn said. "Goodbye friends" Arathorn said. And after that statement, the fellowship was destroyed. Last edited by piosenniel; 08-09-2004 at 11:36 AM.

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08-04-2004, 01:31 PM	#1
Hama Of The Riddermark Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Jan 2004 Posts: 282	Owacyn winced as he saw Paladir go limp, a tear escaped from his eyes, but he swiftly wiped it, trying his hardest to make it look like it was to get rid of dust. Drawing his sword slowly his thoughts strayed to Gondor and his wife and unborn child. Slowly and painfully he snapped them back to the present. Arathorn rested an arm on his shoulder. "Owacyn, there will be a time to grieve, but the time is not now...we must get through this, we have to, for the sakes of our children, and for children to come we must survive." Owacyn looked at Arathorn and tried to give a smile, but it came out as a twisted smile with a nervous twitch at the side. Elladan and Elrohir joined them looking up the stairs. Hanindur slowly joined them as well. Owacyn looked around the company. Nine reduced to five in what seemed like hardly any time at all. Hanindur slowly and quietly said "We should commit Paladir to the waters, not just leave him here to rot in this hole."

08-05-2004, 01:45 PM	#2
The Perky Ent Maniacal Mage Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Setting sail for Umbar, with Firefoot at my side! Posts: 3,297	"We cannot linger! There will be a time to bury the dead, but it is not now. Every second we wait, more orcs will prepare. We must go!" Arathorn said to Owacyn, running through the hole. A small stair went down into the depths, which the men followed. Beyond that was a small tunnel reaching beyond the darkness. "It seems we've found a secret tunnel of some king! This must be how they built it. Using these tunnels. They must lead to an exit! Let's go!" Arathorn said, running into darkness. "Is there no other way?" Elladan said. "The air smells foul" "We have two choices! We can either take the tunnel and stand a chance to escape, or we can stay in the tunnel and wait for them to find us." Arathorn said, grabbing his sword as he ran. For what seemed like hours they ran through the darkness without sing of an exit. The tunnel and Paladir's body were now far out of sight, and the world seemed like pure darkness. The men couldn't even see where they were going, as their torches were put out by a leak in the tunnel a while back. "Now I know what it feels like in the void!" Elrohir said. "It truly is a punishment worthy of someone like Morgoth." Elladan said. For the next half hour, they ran, until they began slowing down. "This is useless, Arathorn! I'd rather be back in the tunnel, than lost and dead here. There's even a chance we're running back in the wrong direction!" Owacyn said, giving Arathorn a hard look. "Just a bit more" Arathorn said, though his mind was slowly agreeing with Owacyn. An hour later, they saw light. It was beautiful. A beacon of hope. It gave hope to them. At the end of the tunnel, there was a ten foot drop into a bright, large room. With the exception for a large stair running up, the room seemed empty "This is our exit! Surely! " Hanindur said, jumping out of the tunnel. "Freedom" Arathorn said. "Look!" Elrohir said, running up a crack in the floor. Elrohir quickly broke the floor, revealing an enormous stash of weapons. "This must be a hidden armoury!" "Let's get some weapons and get out of here!" Arathorn said, grabbing beautifully crafted swords. After gathering a large amount of weapons, the men went up the stairs. At the top of the stairs was a large dining room. Four long tables stretched hundreds of feet across the room. On each side of the room was an open exit. One, it seemed, went to a lounge. The other, went to the main hall. "We're saved!" the men said, running out to the hall. "Not yet!" Arathorn said, for guarding the large wooden doors were a small group of orcs. "Them the ones that got us at the bridge! Kill em!"

08-05-2004, 08:23 PM	#3
Eowyn Skywalker Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Feb 2004 Location: Somewhere far, far away. Eh. Posts: 402	The sight of the orcs made Hanindur furious. He was already stuck hard enough by Paladir's death-- the death he had died in order to save him, and now just the idea of the creatures of the enemies who had caused all of those deaths caused a flame within him to light up. He was yet tired-- exhaustion showed on all of thier faces, though perhaps more distant with the elves that remained, but the thought of those orcs drew all feeling of tiredness away. The light that signified some level of hope for them glistened on his blade as he drew it-- the small amount of orcs that had attacked them at the bridge noticed him there. Hanindur dashed at them, a blind attack from his anger, and frusteration at the seeming lack of things they could do. Only five of them now remained-- himself, Arathorn, Owacyn, and the two sons of Elrond. Whether that would be all that would remain after this, Hanindur did not know. All he knew was that if he was going to die then, he would die in battle.

08-06-2004, 06:29 AM	#4
astarielle Haunting Spirit Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: i'd hazard a guess and say i was here Posts: 86	As Elladan emerged from the tunnel he felt the heavy grim darkness fly from him that had been weighing him down for so long. He felt a great sense of relief as they entered a dimly lit room. But as soon as it had left was the feeling renewed as orcs guarded the heavy doors. Instinct took over as he drew his bow, his arrows had now become few as their company had done. But arrows, no matter how few can still accomplish great things. That was what he thought as he fired an arrow at an orc charging their way. Hanindur had drawn his sword and was charging with fury at the orcs, the death of their companions weighing heavily on his mind. Without being told the rest of the company followed suit, they had accomplished greater deeds than killing these few orcs. The pain in his shoulder was immense as Elladan parried with and orc for what seemed like an age before finally over coming it and slicing of its head in one swing. Every time an orc fell it grew harder to continue to fight, for every man and elf that had been through so much yet knew there was more to come. After dispatching another orc to join the ranks of the dead, Elladan whirled around to check all were still alive when a light coming from his stairs caught and held his eye. "Orcs!" he shouted, "from the stair, we must get out of here...quickly!" With new found strength they faught on, faught on for their lives.

08-07-2004, 03:19 PM	#5
The Perky Ent Maniacal Mage Join Date: Dec 2003 Location: Setting sail for Umbar, with Firefoot at my side! Posts: 3,297	"Quick men! We must find things to baracade the hole! Owacyn, you stay outside and start piecing them together! Hanindur, come with me! Elladan! Elrohir! Keep them busy!" Arathorn shouted, running into the dining hall. "Ay!" Elrohir said, firing arrows at the first wave of orcs comming up the stairs. The twins could sustain them, but by the end of the day, they won't hold out. "Quickly!" Hanindur said. "Wood from the chairs!" Arathorn said, grabbing two chairs and running back ot Owacyn. "Break these are start filling the whole. When it's complete, yell, and we'll get out of here!" Arathorn said, throwing two chairs to Owacyn, who slammed them against the doors and took the wood. After several minutes, the chairs were all gone, but the hole was still wide. "It's gonna take a miracle to get outta here alive!" Owacyn said, making the hole smaller. What he didn't know is that there would be a miracle. However, it wouldn't be for the men. "The orcs are gone for now" Elladan said, running into the Dining Hall. "Good, now help me break this table apart!" Hanindur said, hitting it several times with his sword. in a few moments, the table was cut into carrysize pieces. "To Owacyn!" Arathorn said, ushering them out of the room. "More orcs!" Elrohir shouted, firing more arrows. After a few moments, Arathorn was shocked when Elrohir said, "I'm out of ammo!" Without a moments hesitation, Arathorn drew his sword and jumped in to fight. Four, Five, Six, and Seven. "That's the last of them, for now! Elrohir, I need you! Help me with this cauldron" Arathorn said, pointing to a large cauldron place right above an unlit fireplace. Together, they dragged it to the stairs, and threw it. "That will stop them! Owacyn, hows the hole?" Arathorn said, running back to the entrance. "Just a few more patches and we're outta here!" "We're almost home" Arathorn said to himself. "We're almost home"