After the discovery of both Orc and Troll tracks, they had covered the miles back to Weathertop as swiftly as they could. As they neared the rendezvous, the cries and bellowing from the hilltop only confirmed Luinien’s fears. “Follow me. Quickly!” Scarcely slowing her speed, she guided her mount up a narrow track on the steep eastern side of the hill.
When the track degenerated into a scramble over rocks, Luinien turned aside and slid down. Not staying to tether her horse, she snatched her bow and clambered nimbly to the top. Menecar and Thoronmir were right on her heels, swords drawn.
Even as she crested the hill’s edge Osric slew the Orcs he was fighting. Without seeing her, he turned and ran to Aidwain’s aid. The Elf stood alone, facing two Trolls. Luinien ran forward to a slight elevation and stopped, fitting an arrow to her bow. As the two Rangers stormed past her with fierce battle-cries, she released. With a roar, one of the huge creatures dropped its club and grasped its arm. As she drew another arrow Luinien saw Menecar dash in to the attack, while Osric and Thoronmir converged on the other...
Last edited by Nuranar; 10-20-2004 at 07:32 PM.
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