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Post by Elrohir on May 4, 2004 11:32:26 GMT -5
Elrohir dreams silently. In his dream he sees Elesar posting on this board using my name instead of his.
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Post by elvensword on May 4, 2004 11:48:11 GMT -5
((ooc: sorry but in the assault on minas tirith i had a man character called Elrohir and i sometimes use his name in RPG's by accident))
Elesar was on his way to the tower hills when he saw a group of 6 orcs attacking a small village on the outskirts of Rohan. He drew his sharp elven blade, whispered some enchantment to his horse and sped into the village swinging his sword high in the air as its fine blade caught the glint of the sun.
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Post by Elrohir on May 4, 2004 11:53:44 GMT -5
As soon as Elesars sword hits the first orc, Elrohir wakes up startled. He waits for a second, remembering where he was and stands up. He looks around and runs into the camp, but finds no sign of danger.
"Hmm, i wonder what woke me up...mabye i should check on everyone."
With that Elrohir jumps on his horse and sets off towards Elesar.
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Post by elvensword on May 4, 2004 14:10:37 GMT -5
Elesar's sword struck the first orc taking his head clean off as easy as a hot knife through butter, but that is what happens when you are struck by wonderfully crafted elven blades. The other 5 orcs stropped burning down a hut and turned to face Elesar. They didn't look amused. Elesar jumped down from his steed and held his sword infront of his face in a defensive movement. The orcs charged towards him.
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Post by Valandil Calime on May 4, 2004 15:32:08 GMT -5
Valandil was walking through the forest with his wolf friend Coroak. He was far away from the battle Elesar was fighting now and so sensed nothing out of the ordinary. The ranger walked on, smile on his face all the while with his dear friend Coroak beside him. He reached his "meditating spot", a most beautiful of places, next to a small spring of crystal blue water. Dropping to his knees to drink of the spring he heard hoof beats, not far off. He looked to Coroak who had already bounded off to take his best position in case the feet were of unfriendly peoples, then he lept up to a branch, swinging himself into a tree and drawing his bow, readying it for what was to come around the corner...
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Post by elvensword on May 5, 2004 3:12:55 GMT -5
It did not take long for Elesar to take care of the rampaging orcs, and he managed to stop them from doing too much damage to the village. The village folk came running up to him and tried to offer him their fattest pig in reward, but Elesar was not interested in rewards as he had a mission to do. He had to reach the tower hills. With that thought, he jumped on his horse nalama and galloped into the distance.
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Post by Elrohir on May 5, 2004 3:23:38 GMT -5
Elrohir finally got to where Elesar had been. And it didnt take is elf eyes to see that he had been there. Orc bodies lie on the floor, they had been slaughtered by Elesar. Elrohir smiled and rode off into a nearby forest. His supplies were stashed there for safekeeping.
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Post by elvensword on May 5, 2004 3:40:19 GMT -5
Elesar stopped, got off his horse and took out an old map of middle earth from his cloak. He then relised he was going to have to take the road past Isengard or go to Lorien and pass over Cahadras because there was no way he would go through moria. He decided he would not take the road past Isengard as he had heard of the threat of Saurman and didnt want to caught by any uruks. Cahadras was also dangerous, but not nearly as bad as Moria or Isengard, and at least he got to see LothLorien his true home on the way there. He got on his horse and sped off towards Lorien.
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Post by manwe on May 5, 2004 7:08:06 GMT -5
With the air blowing in his face. Amras rode on. His horse Grace. Was his best friend. She enjoyed sitting and having conversations with her for hours. They both knew each others secrets. Amras Couldn't live without her.
As he rode. He heard a battle far off. Hhe heard orcs fall to the ground. Hhe stopped. Tthen there was nothing. Then the hoves of a horse going in the other direction. He put his ear to the ground. Ii was Elesars horse. Hhe had a gift that let him hear who people and animals were through the ground. It was a rare gift.
He was riding, when a bird landed on his shoulder. "Hello little bird" he said in a soft voice, layered with magic. "Help help, come quick. Your elf friend, Valandil, is in trouble".
At that time, Amras turned Ggrace around and sped off at an amazing speed. "Thank the Valar i got the gift of amimal speech" he said. He went to a hidden path in the side of fangorn, that he knew about, at blinding speed.
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Post by Elrohir on May 5, 2004 11:38:21 GMT -5
Elrohir sensed trouble. He knew he had since the dream he had before at the camp. And he definately knew now that it wasnt Elesar that was in trouble, he knew it must be either Amras or Valandil. So with that last though in his mind, he rode off towards them, prepared for battle.
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Post by manwe on May 5, 2004 14:54:28 GMT -5
Grace Jumped through the bush, squashing an orcs head. "VALANDIL, I AM HERE TO AID YOU" shouted Amras. He saw Valandils wolf friend slay an orc and Valandil battling.
Amras Jumped off his horse and started slaying orcs with his trusty bow. He had no time to put on his armour that was on Grace. He was now depending on leather.
He said in a voice layered with magic. "Go to the camp. Bring aid" he said to Grace.
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Post by Elrohir on May 5, 2004 14:58:28 GMT -5
Elrohir nears in on the scene. But as of yet, he cant see them. nethertheless he senses them first, he knows that they're near. With that last though he gallops past the trees and to where the battle is commencing. He sees a hefty number of orcs in fray and grabs his bow and fires at them, still sat on his horse.
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Post by Valandil Calime on May 5, 2004 16:15:38 GMT -5
Valandil didn't think they would have any trouble with the orcs. Valandil was sure he could have fended the attack off by himself, being one of the megilindar, or bladesingers, he could have held his own along with Coroak, but he was glad for his friends aid. Valandil's scimitars dripped with blood as he spun into his next attack, dropping to one knee, slicing out the orcs knees, bringing it to the ground, and finishing it off. He finished it off and found some time to look around. These orcs bore the sign of Saruman, and it seemed to be a scouting group... Valandil focused his thoughts on the battle then, thinking there would be time to think these things out afterwards. He raised his scimitars, and rushed off towards his next foe...
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Post by Elrohir on May 5, 2004 16:21:36 GMT -5
Elrohir shot and killed yet another orc. he had noticed from his advantage position that all the orc had the white hand of Saruman. Elrohir wondered for a brief second why they were so far out of their land, but shook it off as an orc was getting dangerously close to him.
Elrohir shot the orc with ease and looked up, he had sensed something. In the distance he saw a black figure running up, then it stopped. It was definately not a human ans the figure was miss-shaped. Then it dawned on Elrohir, it was a Warg Rider. "Warg riders on the horizon, prepare yourselves!" he shouted out to his team mates.
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Post by manwe on May 5, 2004 16:21:44 GMT -5
Amras sliced an orcs head off. "Servants of saruman be gone!" he said. Hhe called for Grace, who came back in a few seconds. She had Amras' staff on her back.
He picked up the staff, and a bottle of a blue liquid and threw the bottle to the floor, where it smashed. Bbut it was not a liquid. In stead a blue shiny p[owder started to swirl around Amras. "Give me a few more minutes and i'll have the spell ready" he shouted. Magic was no easy task....
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