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Himaran · 03-13-2003, 08:38 AM

Bali hurled a hatchet into an oncoming orc, and stopped another's charge on his axe-point. He ducked, hearing the whistle of an orc blade over his head, before standing and slashing it along the neck.

The company was fighting well, but were hardpressed. Even with help from the Gondorian warriors, it seemed that no end would come of the orcs.

Then he saw Hathalas fall to his knees. Bali liked the warrior elf; he was noble, kind, brave, and had already proven himself to be a great fighter. He saw the orcs close in on the wounded elf.

Rouring, Bali, charged through the mass of orcs to his new companion. His axe scattered them, slaying wherever it struck.
An orc which had reached the elf raised its sword, but Bali dove forward, catching the blade and shoving it aside. He fell on his face as he did this, however.

The orc recovered quickly and prepared to stab Bali, if Belegond's arrow had not slain him. The dwarf stood up and pulled the elf up to his feet. He saw that the elf had the look of one who had been poisened.

"Belegond! You must get this elf out of the fighting and give him something to stop the poisen!" The man hurried over to his horse. He mounted it, positioning Hathalas in front of him.

"Dwarves of Erebor, to me, to me!" The dwarvs ran to Bali, and together they formed a semicircle around the horse. They charged forward, creating a path for Belegond to ride through. The ranger rode off down the path, carrying the elf to safety.

03-13-2003, 08:38 AM	#11
Himaran Ash of Orodruin Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Thangorodrim Posts: 777	Bali hurled a hatchet into an oncoming orc, and stopped another's charge on his axe-point. He ducked, hearing the whistle of an orc blade over his head, before standing and slashing it along the neck. The company was fighting well, but were hardpressed. Even with help from the Gondorian warriors, it seemed that no end would come of the orcs. Then he saw Hathalas fall to his knees. Bali liked the warrior elf; he was noble, kind, brave, and had already proven himself to be a great fighter. He saw the orcs close in on the wounded elf. Rouring, Bali, charged through the mass of orcs to his new companion. His axe scattered them, slaying wherever it struck. An orc which had reached the elf raised its sword, but Bali dove forward, catching the blade and shoving it aside. He fell on his face as he did this, however. The orc recovered quickly and prepared to stab Bali, if Belegond's arrow had not slain him. The dwarf stood up and pulled the elf up to his feet. He saw that the elf had the look of one who had been poisened. "Belegond! You must get this elf out of the fighting and give him something to stop the poisen!" The man hurried over to his horse. He mounted it, positioning Hathalas in front of him. "Dwarves of Erebor, to me, to me!" The dwarvs ran to Bali, and together they formed a semicircle around the horse. They charged forward, creating a path for Belegond to ride through. The ranger rode off down the path, carrying the elf to safety.