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Armiel · 05-11-2001, 02:06 PM

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Re: The Wight

As the rotting figure swung the great blade, he sang a song of slaying and of death, learned long ages ago, when still living, he fought in the service of Morgoth.

Calimir perceived through the Calimiri that the others were in trouble as well. Then she cried out, seeing that Armiel was now bleeding from several wounds, and beggining to slow down.

Armiel lunged and her stroke might have hewed the blade from his dead hand, had it not moved so swiftly to parry. She perceived the spirit of the wight and found that she did not fear it. Rather, she feared the unnatural strength of its wasted limbs and the hideous speed of the massive blade. She whirled aside from another attack from the wight, a smashing stroke that would have likely been her end.

She sang a song of the great tumults of the Valar against Morgoth, and the walls of the barrow trembled and dust and debris fell from the ceiling. The attention of the wight was momentarily diverted.

But Armiel was also startled, for she suddenly heard behind her the engraged roar of some tremendous beast filling the enclosed barrow. The sound was a blast of animal fury as clear to her mind as had been the blasts of Valdavar's horn.

The others momentarily forgotten, Calimir looked upon the scene and in the sureal speed of thought and association that comes in the heat of action, found herself wondering if even Galenwen could sing a song for what she saw...

</p>Edited by: <A HREF=http://www.barrowdowns.com/cgi-bin/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_profile&u=00000006>Gilthali on</A> at: 5/11/01 7:08:54 pm

05-11-2001, 02:06 PM	#33
Armiel Pile O'Bones Join Date: Jan 2001 Location: Wandering Posts: 13	<font face="Verdana"><table><TR><TD><FONT SIZE="1" face="Verdana, Helvetica, sans-serif">Newly Deceased Posts: 8</TD><TD></TD></TR></TABLE> Re: The Wight As the rotting figure swung the great blade, he sang a song of slaying and of death, learned long ages ago, when still living, he fought in the service of Morgoth. Calimir perceived through the Calimiri that the others were in trouble as well. Then she cried out, seeing that Armiel was now bleeding from several wounds, and beggining to slow down. Armiel lunged and her stroke might have hewed the blade from his dead hand, had it not moved so swiftly to parry. She perceived the spirit of the wight and found that she did not fear it. Rather, she feared the unnatural strength of its wasted limbs and the hideous speed of the massive blade. She whirled aside from another attack from the wight, a smashing stroke that would have likely been her end. She sang a song of the great tumults of the Valar against Morgoth, and the walls of the barrow trembled and dust and debris fell from the ceiling. The attention of the wight was momentarily diverted. But Armiel was also startled, for she suddenly heard behind her the engraged roar of some tremendous beast filling the enclosed barrow. The sound was a blast of animal fury as clear to her mind as had been the blasts of Valdavar's horn. The others momentarily forgotten, Calimir looked upon the scene and in the sureal speed of thought and association that comes in the heat of action, found herself wondering if even Galenwen could sing a song for what she saw... </p>Edited by: <A HREF=http://www.barrowdowns.com/cgi-bin/ultimatebb.cgi?ubb=get_profile&u=00000006>Gilthali on</A> at: 5/11/01 7:08:54 pm __________________ Armiel (need I say more)