To Rescue Celebrian - RPG

[the real findorfin]

While the Brother's thoughts passed to Fingil, he was less awre of his surroundings, but suddenly the group dissolved around him as Torfithien ran forward and the others called out after her and began to move. The osanwe was cut and Fingil lurched forward, "what is she doing?"
"She said she heard Celebrian," Angore informed him and they sped after her.

Surely enough as the chasing elves continued, they began to hear sounds, at first the racious calling of orcs only but soon, over the din, they could hear elvish talk, pleas and cries for help.
"How could she have heard that?" Fingil wondered. They turned a corner and the sounds multiplied as, in front of them a narrow entrance led onto what seemed to be a main tunnel. A large band of orcs, with the two elvish women, passed by singing and dancing. Torfithien was knelt close to the entrance, a look of horror on her face and Fingil knew she was wondering whether or not to run out to her friend's aid. He decided for her and grabbed her shoulder. She spun around but remained silent.

As the orcs passed and the passage was quiet once more, the elves took stock. Fingil explained what the brothers had said and they determined to follow the orcs toward wherever the festivites would be held. But how to follow without being noticed, that would be a problem.

[ August 28, 2003: Message edited by: Mithadan ]