The Lord of the Rings: The Fourth Age

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The Elves and the King

Skyla Rose up to meet the kings eyes. "Your Majesty King of Rohan My people bring grave news about a new threat rising from Morder. If I may be allowed to speak?

"Speak Queen of the Elves" The King said

"A shadow followed us into the woods on our travels here above us and there was a Great storm That forced us into the cave where your riders surrounded us"

"We Fear a new Power is rising your Majesty" Legolas bowed his head to acknowledge the Kings presence. It will affect all of Middle Earth and there is new enemies more harsh and terrible then any that have risen before now. There was also a Great shaking of the Earth and a feeling the Balance Shifted to the stronger power."

Skyla turned she felt Rune Watching her We ask your Captain ,she nodded at Rune who was standing off to the side, Then she turned her attention back to the King. As well as you Your majesty to help us we need to ride to Gondor to warn the King there as well. We Ask of you to help us and gives us your aid there is so few of my people left Just myself Legolas and Haldir who is here with us. We are prepared to help you and fight beside you to help rid this threat from Morder once and for all. We thank you for the feast and the company and hospitality but we must be making our way to Gondor. Will you aid us in this battle King of Rohan? You and your Riders?"

Rune looked at Skyla "Elf Queen Skyla will you and your kin leave us I must discuss this with My King. Whether we give aide or not." There eyes met for a time then Skyla broke the gaze as Legolas opened the door and nodded at her to leave the Kings audience Chamber.

Skyla nodded and Walked away from the throne room. Legolas walked out and shut the door behind him.

" I think they will Legolas Something in the way he looked at me."

"Skyla you sound so sure that they will but I do not think they will. Rune does the King's bidding and after talking to him. I am sure he is the one that you dream of and you love and have flashbacks of. But we cannot let that deter our affairs M' Lady. Especially why he is under the memory Charm how can we trust him. That its not all going back to Mordor and your no closer to breaking the enchantment."
 
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Arathorn's Audiance With the King:

As Haldir and his Company exited into the hall, Arathorn appoached with the Litinute leading him. Haldir eyed Arathorn oddly, there was presence about him that didn't feel like a average ranger. Also his countence and features were vastly different from most men. His skin was fair and his eyes glistened bright blue. Haldir could even see faint points of his ears piericing through the shadow of his dark hair. Arathorn stopped at the two wooden doors. The Lieutenant ordered them opened and the Gaurds obeyed. Arathorn then fallowed the Lieutenant into the massive hall were they saw a beauitfully carved stone throne with a rather middle aged man sitting upon it discussing with a man clad in armor. Arathorn saw that this man in armor was one of the Rohirrim by the marks on his armor and how he carried himself. But he also detected someting else.. something like the hint of a Shadow about him.

The Lieutenant intterupted "Forgive my interupption my king.. but there is someone that needs to speak with you urgently.." The King turned to his Lieutenant and replied "I'm a bit busy Harma.. but if it is urgent I will allow it.." The King then shifted his gaze to Arathorn. What he saw was mere ranger clad in normal lodgings but with countence he had not seen before. "Who is this" asked King Theodred. Arathorn stepped forward to answer for himself "I am Arathorn Son of Eldarion.. Heir to Elessar and the Throne Gondor.." At these words Theodred became amazed his faced was utterly bewidlered. The Heir of Gondor in his hall waring Ranger's rags. Arathorn continued. "I have come to call for aid.." "To fight against the threat of Mordor.." The King began rustling his hand agaisnt his beard as he pondered for a moment.

Then he spoke "This is precular indeed.. first Company of Elves come to beg my help in aiding Gondor.. then it's heir comes before me asking the same thing.." After pause he said "How can I refuse?" "Long has the alliances between Gondor and Rohan stood.." "Thanks to your grandfather.. Rohan and Gondor were united.." "I shall honor that alliegance and answer Gondor's call for aid.." Rune had distubed and unsettled look. THeordred turned to him and said "I know that you advised different.. Rune" "But I cannot ignore my naibor's call for aid.." "What if the peril sat at are borders and we called and no one answered?" "No I shall make the first gesture and go to Gondor.." THeodred rose to his feet and ordered "Captian.. go rally the Rohirrim.." "Litenute prepare messangers and send them forth to Snowball..." "We shall gather every man able to bare arms.."

THeodred then stepped down from his throne and approached Arathorn. "So it is true.. that your father is ill.." Arathorn nodded and replied "Yes.. he is very weak.." "He has sent me forth to do the duty of leading his armies and in time to lead the people of Gondor.." Theodred looked at Arathorn with tender glance and said "Your are young.. but full of spirit.." "You shall make a great king.. one day" Arathorn repayed the kind gesture with a bow and said "You are too kind.." Theodred then changed his tone and said "Now.. we must prepare for War!" He walked over to the two shut doors and opened them. Arathorn fallowed him. Haldir and his Company looked surpised by the King's abrupt appearance. Theodred looked at the THree Elves and said "I shall answer your call for aid.. for behold.. the Heir of Gondor stands beofre us.." "He has presauded me to take action at once..." Theodred said this while turning and looking at Arathorn.

Haldir looked at Arathorn with a rather jolted expression, though he didn't seem exactly surpised. Theodred then said "Come.. we must prepare for the long journey ahead and the ralllying of men of Rohan.." Arathorn, Haldir and rest of the Company fallowed the King outside. Thee they stopped to overlook the great sight of men mouting horses and arming themselves. The entire hilsldie was active with the sound of neighing horses, the clattering of steel and the loud shouts of orders being given. Eowa appeared from the shadows and stood next to the King. she took his arm and smiled. Theodred turned and looked into her eyes. Arathorn observed this and suddenly things began to become clear.

She wasn't just some random maiden.. no she was Shield Maiden of Rohan.. a Daughter of Kings.
 
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On the Road to Gondor

Skyla Walked over to Theodred MY King thanks for agreeing to help us with Gondor and the battle.

"No problem Queen Skyla we have always had a good allegiance with them. Since Aragorn joined our kingdoms."

Theodred walked over to his horse.

Skyla saw a tall man near her She walked over and bowed
"Arathorn my name is Queen Skyla so your the heir he has came forth finally you have a kingly look about you. My Kin and i are hear to assist you to your rightful place in Gondor. We will fight by your side"

Skyla walked over and pulled he armor off her saddlebag and started putting it on. she buckled it on and clipped her swords to her belt and strung her quiver of arrows and bow over her shoulder. She mounted up on the Horse. Her Chain and Mithral armor clattering as she rode.

Legolas made himself ready with armor and mounted his horse and took his place by SKykla's side Rune was just in front of them mustering the rest of the riders.

Rune blew his horn "Riders of Rohan Make Ready we are on our way to Gondor Ride on and be prepared for Battle The king wishes us to make Haste we will make for the River."

The other Riders took there place behind Rune Skyla and Theodred and Legolas came to the front by the side of Rune.

Skyla exchanged a look with him but then quickly looked away. The enchantment needs to be broke but not yet. It was to early.

Legolas Maybe you should Skyla disenchant him little good will he be in battle if he is enchanted.

"No Legolas i don't want to break the spell yet. I am just now coming to myself about my queen ship and my position as leader of this fellowship. If I do I shall be more distracted then I already am we might delay longer On our journey to Gondor. We might both be distracted if I break it to soon.

Legolas your the Queen.

Rune: Queen Skyla Legolas are you ready.

Skyla nodded at Rune she avoided looking him in his dark brown eyes cause she knew what happened before when she looked in them memories came back full force. "Yes We are Captain Rune"

"Rohariim Ride on follow me" Rune blew his horn again. They started off from Edoras.
 
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The Fellowship of the Fourth Age:

Arathorn turned as Queen Sklya approached him. She was beautiful and majestic, shining like crystal under the sun. But there was something else about her that didn't quite feel right, a shadow amongst the light. As she greeted Arathorn, he felt a little hesitant to respond. Around her he felt an enchantment and it bothered him. Kindly he responded "It is pleassure to meet you Queen Skyla of Mirkwood.." "The heir indeed I am to the throne of Gondor.. but it is not yet mine.." "At present I am still only a Ranger.. barring my father's sword.." Haldir approaced Arathorn and had good look at him. He surrveyed the ranger. Though he had the look of rag tag ranger, his presence and the countance was indeed Kingly as Skyla had commented. Haldir with bow said "I am Haldir of Lorien.. I have come to give aid to dominion of men.."

"I ride with you to Gondor to face the Shadow that is creeping over the lands.." "May we together hew and beat back the enemy and see better days.." Arathorn bowed and replied "It is an honor to have a noble Elf of Lorien such as yourself on are side.." Haldir bowed again. Arathorn recognized the third elf immediatly. With a smile he met Legolas half way and with an embrace he said "It has been long time.. Legolas of Woodland realm.." "I had believed you sailed across the Undying lands long ago.." As Arathorn began to converse with Legolas he remebered back to his youth when he use to play in the courts of Minas Tirith. He rmembered seeing his father talking to Elf of the same figure and countence. He also rembered in the back of his mind when his grandfather Elessar or Aragorn was still alive. He rembered seeing the same elf visit his grand father frequently and especially during the last days of his life.
 
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Old freind's meet

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Arathorn turned as Queen Sklya approached him. She was beautiful and majestic, shining like crystal under the sun. But there was something else about her that didn't feel quite right, a shadow amongst the light. As she greeted Arathorn, he felt a little hesitant to respond. Aroudn her he felt enchantment and it both him. Kindly he responded "It is pleasure to meet you Queen Skyla of Mirkwood.." "The heir indeed I am to the throne of Gondor.. but it is not yet mine.." "At present I am still only Ranger.. barring his father's sword.." Haldir approaced Arathorn and had goodl ook at him. He surrveyed the ranger. Thoguh he had the look of rag tag rager, his presence and the countance he carried was indded Kingly as Skyla had commented. Haldir with bow said "I am Haldir of Lorien.. I have come to give aid to dominion of men.."

"I rdie with you to Gondor to face the Shadow that is creeping over the lands.." "May we together hew and beat back the enemy and see better days.." Arathorn bowed and replied "It is an honor to have a noble Elf of Lorien such as yourself on are side.." Haldir bowed again. Arathorn recognized the third elf immediatly. With a smile he met Legolas half way and with an embrace he said "It has been long time.. Legolas of Woodland realm.." "I had believed you sailed across the Undying lands long ago.." As Arathorn began to converse with Legolas he remebered back to his youth when he use to play in the courts of Minas Tirith. He rmembered seeing his father talking to Elf of the same figure and countence. He also rembered in the back of his mind when his grandfather Elessar or Aragorn was still alive. He rembered seeing the same elf visit him frequently and especially during the last days of his life.
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Legolas embraced Him "Arathorn you resemble your grandfather quite well" IT is good to see you again.

My cousin is troubled She has alot on her mind and there is a connection between her and one of the riders she is quiet safe. i know it disturbs you but she will not harm you She keeps to herself quite alot. She is here to protect you as I am and help you be put into your throne. Her magic is part of her She will reveal herself in time.

I am glad you will be joining us Arathron it will be good to work with you again.I am sure your quite the fighter like your Grandfather was. " Legolas nodded.

I will look forward to us fighting together. I never departed middle Earth to the undying lands i stayed by the sea then when my cousin came to the throne I choose to help her.

"AS well I Arathorn looking forward to fighting with you. Skyla said sensing his mistrust in her.
I will not use my powers unless its absolute necessary."
 
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Trust Built:

Arathorn listened to Legolas' words. He trusted them. For the words came from someone he had know since birth. He rmembered seeing Legolas' figure in the halls of Minas Tirith. He rmemberd when he was niegh seven years old that he fallwoed him in wonder. For all elves had departed from Middle earth. At least to his knowledge. Arathorn nodded his head and replied "Your senses are keen old friend.. I did not mean to question the Lady of Mirkwood.." "I just am not accustim to the presence of one who wields magic.." "Forgive me Queen Skyla.. my feelings were not ment to be ill.. I am just cautious and on my gaurd." "There is great darkness at work in the world and it is hard at times to desern friend from foe.." "Again my many apologies.." said Arathorn as he bowed.

After pause Arathorn said "We better make ready.. and prepare to ride."
The Company ssemed to agree with both verbal and nonverbal replies. Arathorn quickly sought his faithful lsteed from the stables. He mounted it and lead it to the base of Edoras were he met the King and his Rohirrim. "I shall ride beside you.. if it pleases you King Theodred?" Theodred smiled and said "It would please me greatly to have the Heir of Elessar ride at my side.." Arathorn directed his horse to Theodred's side. On his other side was Eowa, she was clad in a light armor and jerkin. Arathorn peered around Theodred and gazed upon her. Theodred orderd his horse foward, Arathorn and Eowa were now next to each other. A smile was on her face. Arathorn said boldly "It is odd for mere maiden to ride out alongside men to battle and even odder to be at the side of the king.."

Eowa blsuhed a little adn said "I was not completly forth right with you.." "I am Eowa Daughter of Theodred King of Rohan.." Arathorn nodded and replied "Well since you have been forth right.. I shall be too" "I am Arathorn son of Edarion Heir of Elessar and the Throne of Gondor.." Eowa gigled a little and replied "I know.. I knew who you were.. the moment I saw you." arathorn looked at her in bewilderment and awe. "How did you know?" he asked. She alughed and said "I overheard the Gaurd.. he mention your right name.." Arathorn felt a little foolish, all the time she knew who he was. "And besides.." she said. "You already were pecular.." "A ranger who is half elf.. and Heir of the Throne of Gondor a half elf.." "Only have to put two and two together.." As she said this she giggled again. Arathorn lowered his head in defeat.

"You are a bright.. beauitful.. and strong.. is there anything your not?" asked Arathorn. Eowa blushed and replied "I'm not easily tamed.. like the stallions of my father's house.. I am wild at heart and long to be free always.." As she said this she began leading her horse past Arathorn. Arathorn encoruaged his horse to fallwo suite. Arathorn and Eowa joined Theodred's side again. Arathorn continued to look whne he could at Eowa, whom had stern smile on her face. The rest of Rohirrim fallowed behiend in single file. They poured forth from Edoras' gates into the country. The golden plains glistened under the sun and like stream the men of Rohan and their Companions road on. They past into West Emnet and began thier route towards the Entwash. From their they would fallow it until Cair Andros. It would take many days to reach Gondor for they were a large carvan and many more Men of Rohan were falling closely behiend.
 
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Leaving Edoras and the Road to Gondor

Skyla moved her horse closer to Arathrorn She looked over at him " No offense taken your majesty" "I forgive you for it but I also understand your need to be cautious. As a Ranger you have to avoid being seen and keep your true self a secret. Aplolgy accepted Arathorn and i forgive you"

Skyla covered there tracks and watcheed the riders behind them in a single file. All were calm except for rune on the other side of her. Legolas met her eyes and looked at Rune.

"Skyla somthing is disturbing as we get near i sense Dark magic. Rune's enchantment is taking hold again."

"I sense the dark magic too my dear freind."Her heart was troubled seeing Rune under the spell.

She noticed Rune was looking disturbed as Minas Tirith Got closer She placed her hand on Rune's shoulder to calm him. Her horse and his were getting restless as they picked up the tension. She hummed there song and started saying soothing words in Elvish to him and his horse.

Rune shoved Her away get your hands off me you Elf mage leave me be i dont need your help. Stay away from me."
 
Wargs of Mordor:

As the Company road on across the plains of Rohan into moutain region, a blakc figure rode up to the base of one of hills near Cair Andros. He saw them like stram comnig nearer to moutain's edge. His horse huffed and snorted. Puffs of smoke came out of it's nostrils. The Black Rdier then with shriek turned around and bolted. It made for pass of Cair Andros and disspeared into shadow. In Mordor at the top of Minas Morgul's tower Morgoth stood overlooknig the assembling of the armies. LArge hordes of goblins, orcs and Urks were gathered into massive stretchs of lines. As Morgoth peered down on them he was interupted by Goblin who had slithed in. "My lord.." Said the quivering slimy creaute. "A Carvan of men has been spotted in the east.." "They are heading for the pass of Cair Andros."

Morgoth turned to face his servant and said in malicious tone "Send the wargs.." The Goblin lowered hismelf to the floor and said "Yes.. my lord.. it shall be done.." As the goblin fled down the stairs, a Wraith appeared from the shaodws and wisped and breathed heavily. Morgoth turned and said "Take your brethren.. and go.." "Make sure that single one of them is slain.." The Wraith hissed and shrieked in agreement. THen he parted from the Dark Lord and headed down the stairs. Outside of the keep, he took his black steed and mounted. As he bolted off several more of the same kidnred joined him. The Nazgul rode with has to the North. .towards Udun. Fallwoing them in rush and howl was the Wargs with thier riders. Like black shadow they krept out of Mordor into the eastern lands.

Meanwhile The Company trudged on at a slow pace. King Theodred was at the frontriding proudly with Arathorn and Eowa on both sides. Ahead were serveal scouts, they rode swiftly checking path of Cair Andros. Suddenly as they came to the pass they were afronted. Wargs came at them without mercy. They crashed into them causing many of the riders to fall off their steeds. Many never got back up, for the Wargs devoured them. But oen who had grabbed a horn began to blow. The horn's blast echoed and reached King Theodred and the Company. He commanded the carvan to hault. Arathorn encouraged his steed foward, G=haldir joined his side along with many Rohiriim. Arathorn turned to the King. Thoedred nodded and with that Arathorn lead his hrose into brisk gallop. Haldir fallwoed him bisking behiend, along with the Rohirrim.

Eowa attempted to fallwo, but Theodred held her back and said "Wait.. my daughter.." Eowa flared with a temper and began to argue her right ot join the others, but she saw i nher father's eyes that he he was stern and bent on his decision. Ahead Arathorn and Haldir found the Wargs feasting on the scouts. Unsheathing Anduril Arathorn shouted "Elindel!" The Wargs charged. Arathorn collided and struck the rider with a swift thrust. The Rider was scwered and fell of. Arathorn then prused the Warg and with firm resolved slayed it. Haldir broke into the fight firing volley of arrows fro mhis steed. It was not easy work, but he nailled many of Wargs that he aimed for. The Rohirrim poured in and clashed iwth Wargs, Many fell fro mtheir steeds and suffered the fate of the Scouts.

Arathorn now dismounted fought valiantly on the field. Anduril shone like flame in the sunset. He hewed Warg after warg with brisk and powerful strokes. THe sword passed through them like water and many Wargs howled as they fell before them giht of Andurl. One large Warg charged Arathorn.. t's mouth wide open with golden teeth. Several arrows pierced the beast fro mbehiend, but it kept on steadly foward. Arathorn held his stance holding the hilt of Anduril firm. Then as the beat leapt he swung the blade. The Blade seemed to catch fire and hewed into the Warg's skull. It sinked so deep that it split the forehead and snout. The Beast fell with faint yelp. The hide stumbled and crushed Arathorn upon the ground. Haldir who was little distance away saw Warg moving towards Arathorn. Stringing his Bow he fired an arrow that nailed the beast udner the throat causing it to rear backward.

Haldir then unsheathing his sword leapt over Arathorn and fallen Warg. He strucked the Warg i nthe chest. THe Warg howled. Then Halir swung around with great agility unto the Warg's back and laded another fateful blow upon it's neck. THe beast fell and Haldir rolled off. Arathorn with his strength psuhed the Warg hide off and rose to his feet. He went to Haldir he layed stlll upon the ground. He was sitting taking a breath. Arathorn offered his hand. Haldir took it and rose. With heavy breath Arathorn said "Thanks.. for your assistance.." Haldir nodded and said "It as nothing.." Then both looked upon the fields. Al lthe Wargs seemed to be slayed. But victory was premature for form hilldside a terrible shreik bellowed. Six Rdiers vlad in black cmae int osight with Wargs behiend them. Arathorn's eyes winded as he gripepd Adnuril. Then he and Haldir both ran back to the Rohirrim. Arathorn shouted as he ran to his horse 'Retreat! Retreat!"

Arathorn mounted and tunred his horse back east. He saw Haldir scramble looknig for his horse. Arathorn thne quickly rode to his side and offered his hand. Haldir took it and flipped up into the saddle behiend him. Arathorn rode with great haste back to Theodred and the Carvan. Many of the Rohiirm were slain by the Black Riders and Wargs as they passed through the lines. THe shrieks of the Nazgul caused many of the men of Rohan to freeze with fear. Leaving them to be hewn by their blades or mauled and feasted on by Wargs. Arathorn and Haldir returned to the Theodred and the Caravan. Arahorn shouted as he approached "Nazgul! Wargs! Beyond the Hills!" Theodred and the others became struck with fear. Arathorn rode to Theodred's side. "We must retreat! and make for the long route along Anafalas.." "We are no match for the Black Riders!" Theodred scrambled for minute and then said "Very well.. retreat!" "Everyone back to Edoras at once!"

The King and the whoel Company then made wide turn back towards the direction of their homeland. Arathorn with Haldir and the remaining Rohirrim stayed put while everyone headed back east. The Black Riders and Wargs krept over the hills like shadows. Shrieks and howls bellowed as they approached. Arathorn with twelve Rohirrim began to charge. Eowa looked back as she saw them make final stand. Worry and fear overwhelmed her. She wished she could be with them, at the front lines. Arathorn bellowed "Elindil!" Haldir unsheathed his sword and shouted "Lorien!" The Rohirirm shouted "Eorlingas!" They charged into the ranks of Black Riders and Wargs. The clattered of steel rang all about. Horses nieghed and fell in the dirt and brush. Many of the Black Rdiers remained on their steeds slaying what men they could. But some were dismounted and now on foot holding thier dark swords.

Arathorn dismouted and gave riens to Haldir. Hodlnig Anduril he approached one of Nazgul. The Wraith hissed and shreiked trying to sway Arathorn, but he didn't falter. Instead he pressed foward and crossed blades with the Shaodw. The blades rang as the two combatants engaged. Arathorn shouted as he laded great lbows upon the Wraith "Elindel!" The Wraith backed away under the power of his blows. He shrieked in horror as hsi sword began to steam and then melt. Adnuril shone white, like the sun in pale dawn. Finally it shattered the Wraith's sword and a blow struck the Nazgul across the chest. It shrieked and fell to the ground. Arathorn stood above it to gripping his blade for finshing blow, but suddenly the Wraith's form became lake ash and blew away.

Haldir suddnely rode to Aratohrn's side and offered his hand. Arathorn took it and mouted up behiend him. "We msut retreat!" said Haldir. Then Haldir and Arathorn galloped away in pursuit of the King and Caravan. The Nazgul and Wargs did not prusue, they stood in horror of the fallen comrade. When Arathorn and Haldir caught up with Caravan they slowed to trot. Both took deep breaths. Haldir with soft tone said "I have never seen anything like that.." "You were man without fear.." Arathorn lowered his head and became overwhelmed by weariness. "From hence for I shall call you Arathorn Nazgul's Bane.." Arathorn rose his head up and replied "And I shall call you Haldir Swiftfoot.. for you have twice swiftly come to my aid.." Haldir smiled and said "Then we are even.." Arathorn smiled and replied "Yes.. for now.."

The Two rode on behiend the lines of Rohirrim and soldiers. Both were a weary but full of spirit.
 
A worg Attack

As this happened a shadow of black and brown mad there way towards them A flock of orcs and worgs were coming towards them to block off the passage.

Legolas pushed Rune away from Skyla

"Rune leave her alone"

"She is trying to put a spell on me.

" She is trying to help you Rune let her She can slightly cure you"

" I don't want any part of her magic Elf. Elven magic is old. "

Legolas stopped his keen eyesight picked up a few worgs coming at them he strung his bow and fired at Three of the worgs. that were trying to knock them off there horses.

One knocked Skyla off Skyla rolled into a crouch to cushion her fall. She strung her bow and stood up firing at five of them with quick keen bow shots. Skyla took a Arrow stabbed the worg that was behind her.

Rune saw Skyla in danger he drew his sword and slain one that was biting her eleven cloak.

Skyla looked at him "Thanks Captain Rune I thought you wanted no parts of me."

Rune Your a Queen my lady i can't let you die besides you can save me from my enchantment. Sorry bout the fit i had earlier."

"It is forgiven Rune"

Legolas fired at another four with a few more keen bow shots.

Skyla looked back and saw her horse fallen Rune dismounted and grabbed Skyla's packages off her horse. He mounted back up with Skyla's packages on her saddlebag.

Skyla sensed one behind her she pulled the swords off her waist and slashed at them crossing her swords like scissors slashing its fur and its head another worg latched itself to Skyla's boot.

Rune pulled Skyla up on his horse. Legolas fired the bow and the worg fell off of Skyla's boot as she swung her other leg over the back of the horse.

Rune looked at her "Is this a habit of your Queen Skyla getting yourself in Danger."

"Only when i have handsome men to save me" She smirked at Legolas and Met her gaze slightly with Rune's.

"Your Quite the warrior your Dad must have trained you well." Rune said

"MY dad was gone when i was really young my mom raised me. But I had Legolas and a dear friend of mine that a dated for a few years. He taught me how to handle a blade."

"He would have been very proud to see you fight today Queen Skyla"

"Roherrim onto Gondor No turn around the King orderd us back to Edoras about face."

Rune looked up a shadow fell over his face again. Skyla felt the tension in his body as the enchantment took hold where she held him around his waist. Three wraiths swooped down loud squealing was heard. Two were heading the way towards Skyla and the others in the front.

Skyla released her arms from Rune's waist. Pulled her bow out of the quiver and strung two arrows using her power over fire to light her arrows. and shoot at two wraiths Two arrows hit two wraiths as they tumbled and exploded into flame.

Rune "good shooting Sky"

Skyla what did you just call me?"

"Skyla why" Rune said

Legolas Looked at him "You called her Sky that was her friend that she loved called her"

"Did you care deeply for him?"

"That i did Captain Rune him and I were quite close growing up he was my best friend and we fell in love"

"Sorry i didn't mean to upset you your Majesty it just slipped out. Perhaps it was left over by the enchantment."

"Its nothing he is lost to me now it was just a dream."

Skyla and Rune rode together in silence on the way back to Edoras. Legolas rode by there side. Ever watchful for what he could see with his Elven eyes.
 
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The Dark Lord's Deadliest Servants Unleashed:

As Arathorn and Haldir returned to caravan, the Black Rider and few remaining Wargs and their riders rode back across the Cair Andros. From their they headed to Minas Morgul. After a long ride the Black Riders came to the Black Moutians. There they slowly took crooked trail litered with sharp rocks back to the Old keep. Marching in rounds along the path of Minas Morgul was severla bands of Easterlings and Orcs. The Black Riders rode in past them to the bridge of Morgul. They crossed the bridge and entered the keep. Once inside they haulted. The Lead Nazgul dismouted and headed up the winding stair. He came to top were he found the chamber empty. Suddenly he heard loud footsteps comnig up the stairs and emrging forth was the Shadow Morgoth. He walked past the Nazgul Captian without a passing glance and strod foward to his throne. There he took a seat upon the cold stone and let out a deep and deathly breath.

Then with a thunderious voice he asked "How faired the battle?" The Nazgul Captian with a whisperious and mornful tone replied "Not well.. my lord.." "Many of the Wargs were slain along with one of my kin.." Morgoth with a loud and powerful tone shouted "Incomputance!" He rose from his seat in thunder and drew near to the Captain. "I sent you and five of your comrades to ensure victory.." "Now you return to tell me you have failed.." He peered upon the Nazgul captain with his intimidating mask. Were eyes would be a shimemr of red lights appeared. "Where are they heading now? Ddi they break through and take the pass of Andros?" The Nazgul Captian in shaknig voice replied "No.. they retreated my lord.." "They are taking the Pass of Alasaf into Gondor.." Morgoth bearly held his temper, he gripped the Nazgul Captian's neck. The Captain began to bellow out a faint shriek which grew fainter with each passing moment Morgoth held him.

Then Morgoth tossed the Nazgul Captian aside. The Wraith crashed to the floor gasping in whisps. Morgoth turned back ot peer out of his tower. He clutched his grauntlets in silence. Then he rose his thudnerious voice and said "Prepare an Uruk regment.. send them through the pass of Gondor.." "To ensure that thinngs are done right this time.. I shall send my greatest servants!" With this he stretched out his hand and flame rose to the peak fo the tower and fileld the chamber. The Wraith shrieked in anguish as it caught on fire and ran down the stair well. Before Morgoth was the form of a Belrog's face. It was mixed with shadow and flame, it's eyes peered upon it's master. Morgoth raising his grauntlet up to ir said "Go.. my faithful servant and crush the Dominon of Men!" The Belrog bellwoed temdious roar that shook the tower and the keep. Suddenly the flames subsided and Morogth found himself alone in his chamber.

He reviled in his cunning and his strength. His return to a mortal world made him feel empowered. He felt god like. With each passing moment he devised greater evils and new ways to perfect his armies. All his servants cowered beneath his might. Fear swelled and filled the land. His servants continued ever busily forging weapons, asiggning regments and fallowing out his orders. They moved like lifeless corpses in the ash heaped baren land. They were like slaves in prison. his prison. Many longed for death.. others plotted but were soon discovered and punished. The Might of Morgoth was terror that all of Middle earth would soon know. His plans were in motion and his target lined. Minas Tirith was the apple of his eye, the first of his dwellnigs of men he would conquer. He forsaw the White City bursting with tides of blood and the walls burning tell they became black as ash.

He stretched out his hand to cover the lands in darkness, his darkness. He woudl wipe clean the lands of fthier filth and create new beings and foul things to dwell upon them. Hsi malice and wrath knew no bounds, his hatred unfathomed. His dark eye was fixed upon his prize, upon all the lands. No one woudl strand in his way. No one would withhld his might. But in his pride he underestimated the Resolve of Men and their hope. He ovelooked the Heir of Elessar and the remaining Elves. He took no notice of the might of Gondor and Rohan. To him they were but pillars to crush, trees to uproot. He did not consern himself with the ancient powers that still remained in the land. To him he was the only real power left, all the others had abandoned Middle earth or so he thought...
 
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Skyla and Rune's emotial sturggle

Skyla had her hands around Rune's waist a they road on.

Legolas whispered to her in Elvish

"Ta ma yen" Something is out there watching us Skyla. I fear we are going to be blocked the other way too."

"We will not retreat or move Legolas unless Arathron orders it. But is also in my mind Legolas the escape was to easy They let us defeat the Worgs and some of the Nazgul."

The Nazgul are not easily to defeat Queen Skyla they can't just let you defeat them you think you might have gotten two of them but they might have just detereed." Rune locked eyes with Skyla.

Skyla felt weak in his gaze as some of her memories flasheback of her and Rune and the love they shared. Espailly sense she heard him call her Sky which was his pet name for her.

She tried to focus and was hindered but Legolas bought her back.

"Legolas he said it slipped out Skyla focus here Your people need you. Our fellowship needs you These others that are allies we can lets this dissolve it. You have came so far Skyla Don't let this distract or Delay you more or any of us.

Skyla Right Rune I knew i couldn;t kill them i just shot the flaming arrows to deter them off of us.

Rune shook his head to clear his mind why is this elf queen affecting him so much. Where did he come off saying Sky to her. Could this really be who he thinks it is. Rune dismissed it trying to blame it on the enchanment.

Skyla and Rune and Legolas met up with the others. Skyla dismounted and walked over towards Aragorn and Haldir Then she moved towards a rock. She walked towards a high rock and leaped up watching around. She felt Darkness and a storm coming.

She admirad this part of middle earth the hills and the desert and she could see the lovely white city in the distence. But her thoughts turned towards Shadow and Darkness even more now. What will await them further into Gondor and once they hit Mordor.

When she looked beyond towards morder remember how the Ring Bearer must have felt when he felt the eye lidless and circled with flame on him was it really any differnct that when they are facing now or she is feeling torn. or this fellowship of the fourth age is dealing with.

Rune dismounted "Roheerrim we will break here for the night and await orders from theodred or Arathorn"

Run opened up his sleep roll and spread it out he handed skyla hers as he watched her face lined with care's and wories and sadness. He wanted to comfort her but he can't

Skyla took her sleeping bag. Thank you rune but i don't know if i wil be able to sleep much.

Legolas watched his Queen and he kept his eyes toward morder as well What devileres will face them.

Rune walked over to them "Whatever devilers might await us out there Master Elf and Queen Skyla We will face it side by side togther.
 
Arathorn and Eowa's Relationship:

Haldir and Arathorn krept up through the caravan. Spears towered over them, the tips glistening silver and bronze under sun. Haldir came along side of some extra horses that were gathered form the fallen Rohirrim. He with great blaence rose to his feet on the stallion and leapt over unto one of the brown steeds. Arathorn rustled foward on his stallion and looked over at Haldir. "Now you have your horse back.." said Haldir with a smile. Arathorn chuckled and said "And now you have new steed.." Arathorn rode along side of Haldir for a while. Then he caught sight of Eowa a lfurther up front. Taking control of his steed he directed it foward. Arathorn came along side Eowa. She had cheerful look on her face.

With expression of relief she looked at him and said "I am glad to see you are unharmed Arathorn Son of Eldarion.." Arathorn looked at her steadily and said "Aside from some minor scratchs.. I have come from the battle unscathed.." "But I fear the Men of Rohan had not such luck.." Arathorn's face became grim and overshadowed with sorrow. "They paid a heavy price today.. they gave their lives to save ours.." Eowa's smile dampend as she said "The Men of Rohan are strong and noble.. they lay down their lvies willnigly.." "But do not fret dear Arathorn.. for you too sacrficed much.." "I have heard of your battle with the Nazgul.." "That you have slain one.." Arathorn sighed and replied "Anduril deserves the praise not I.." "If I had not wielded it.. I should have been slain.." Eowa looked at Arathorn with an unflencthing gaze.

sHe smiled and said "It is said that sword makes a man.." "But I say what good is a sword without a man to wield it.." "Anduril maybe sharp and magical.. but it is only a tool.. no better than hammer if it does not have a barer." "You Arathorn wielded it against the Nazgul.." "You rose triumphly and slayed your enemy.." "Don't sell yourself short of your great deed.." Arathorn smiled and replied "I was taught to not praise myself.. but to allow others to instead.." Eowa looked at him with a growing smile and said "Then listen to that bit of wisdom and allow others to praise you.." Arathorn smiled and even almost broke into a chuckle. They continued to ride on maknig there way back to Edoras. When they reached the Lonely hill, they headed southwards. They came across the mountain range into fair country.

For many miles they trudged and trotted agaisnt barren lands surronded by gaping grey moutians. At last they could see the sea on their right. The ocean's smells tingled their senses. Eowa took deep wifs and closed her eyes. He beautiful blodn hair swayed in the wind. Arathorn looked at her in awe. Her beauty captivated him, but it was also her charm. She was stubborn and strong willed. Something that presented a challenge. Which Arathorn was known for taking on challenges. Eowa turned to look at him staring at her. She stared at him, inside she felt her heart beat softly and the feeling of joy overwhelemd her. She felt safe in his presence, but also respected. He didn't treat her like princess.. no he treated her like an equel. Though indeed he was the Heir of Gondor he never boasted about it. That Eowa found very appealing, "a humble man" she thought.

She also loved his homor, he was always palying games with her or tellnig her funyn stories that were make her open wide and bellow out a loud laugh. He was not like any man she had met before. Solmen yet approachable, serious yet tender. Strong yet gentle. She reissted the notion that plauged herm ind, was she fallig in love? No she couldn't be.. she thought. I'veo nly but jsut met him.. we are just friends. But she couldn't help it.. she had fallen for him. Arathorn was feeling some emotions of his own. Hsi heart pitter pattered loudly. He felt himself overcome with a rush of excitment and joy around Eowa. With each laugh or giggle she made his heart sunk and he felt warm. What was he feeling? He thought. Why am I behaving this way around a Maiden? But she Isn't just any Maiden he thought. She is Shield Maiden of Rohan, a Daugher of Kings. She is royal and noble. Fair and beauitful. Just and merciful. Honset and wise. The more he looked at her, them ore cpativated he was by her.

But all of these feelnigs he kept secret. We are just friends he thought. Besdies we are in them iddle of a war, we can't afford to get so emotionally attacted. With this thought he lute his feelnigs sink to the back of his mind. He focused once again on his duty. As they trudged further along, Eowa said with singing voice 'You have such a beautiful country.." "The Ocean is beautiful.. I have not seen it in a long time..." Arathorn seemed tuned out at present, he was thinking of his father and promise he had made. Finally he turned to Eowa and replied "Sorry.. I was thinking about something.. what did you say? Eowa's expressio nbecame plain and she said "Nevermind.. it was nothing.." She felt a little hurt by Arathorn's in attentiveness. She understood a lot was on his mind.. but she now felt that he was not interested in talking. Which normally would have not affected her so. But the sudden change was disrupting. She felt herself become weak inside, but she did not show it. She encouraged herself to get over it "Pull yourself together" she thought.. "We are just friends" she thought. "Your stronger than this" She thought.

Alas she got over it with some struggle. She realized that she had made more of it than it was. For Arathorn seemed to be drifting in and out of thought. "He just needs some time alone.." "Some time to think.." She thought. she then broke away from beside him and joined her father at the front. Arathorn continued on at a trot staring as if in dream. In reality he was really weary and a tad weak from his last engagment. The Duel with the Nazgul had taken it's tole on his body. He felt every part of him ach and burn. It seemed that with the victory there was indeed a high price. They came to stretch of mountains at twilight, there King Theodred ordered they hault for the night. The company pitched tents and started fires. It had been a long day and everyone was weary. A group of Gaurds were given the duty of keeping watch, they took shifts.. four men watching for six hours while the rest rested. Arathorn layed in his tent drifting off into sleep, he felt his muscles relax, but the pain did not subside.
 
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The next Morning

Skyla woke up rubbing her eyes she tossed and turned that night. She kept having dark visions wake her up. She finally set up cleaning her swords and bow. Lookong out over the sea and the clear sky. She saw a red Sky blood was spilt.

Legolas was up and had water skins filled. Legolas placed his hand on Skyla's shoulder.

"Take a drink Skyla you will need your stregnth before long."

Rune was still sleeping Snoring. He rolled over on his stomach

The Roherrim Lieutenant blow the horn.

Legolas handed Skyla her water skin and took a sip of his.

""My Queen we should make ready for war I get the feeling its upon us. ,Legolas eyes strayed to the sea He saw the sea and the gulls flying over the water,. "The sea is beautiful isn't it Skyla."

"Yes it is Legolas I see why you love it so much Its also in my mind that Shadow and flame and either orc's or Uruks could be around any corner."

Rune jolted He looked up to where Skyla and Legolas were talking the sun reflecting off of Skyla's blond hair made her look like a Angel with the Sun behind her. Even when she is in her battle dress or travel dress she still is beutiufl. Gosh she is beaufiul he thought. She radiated with purity and power. He walked down to the spring splashing his face off. He walked to the lieutinent.

"Thank you Lieutinent to the horses everyone. Skyla come on we are going."

Rune helped Skyla up on his horse "WE will go to Theodred King and find out where we are heading. Skyla what is wrong you look troubled."

Skyla Its nothing Rune just alot of scattered thoughts in my mind and i had strong nighmares last night

Rune "M lady what were they about"

Nothing to concern you Rune

Rune looked at her "I knew you had dreams skyla i heard you crying and moving and thrashing in the night I know as a magic user you have forsight if that is what it was. Then what does it tell you? Your wrong Sky what effects you effects all of us remember what i said last night we are in this togehter.

Rune motion for the roherrim to halt Near where the King and the others were camped. Rune dismounted and stood by Skyla and LEgolas. Legolas leaped up on high bank and saw black birds fly around them Skyla was beside him.

Skyla: Rune its spies of Morder and somthing is coming this way"

Legolas :WE should warn arathorn and Theodred.
 
A Black Wound:

Arathorn awoke with the pain still in his joints. He tried to stand up, but he couldn't. He felt a pressure pushing down on him. Suddenly he felt his side burn. Arathorn gripped it and clitched his teeth. He rolled up his jerkin and shirt and saw a great black scar. It looked infected. Arathorn tocuhed it and felt a pain rush through his body. He gropped and shouted out a faint cry. for his breath had become heavy too. As he examined it further he rembered back to the duel with the Nazgul. He had rembered while battering the Wraith, he felt slight pain in his side, liek a knife. He hadn't rembered it until now because at the time he was so full of adrenaline. But now he felt it, like burning coal on his side. Arathorn took a bandage and from his some Kingfoil he had in a packet. Ripping up the leaf he allowed the seed to enter his wound. It bruned and made Arathorn grope.

Finally he felt the pain subside a little, but he knew this was only brief releif. For the wound was delved by Morgul blade, crafted in shadow. He would need Elven medicine to fully recover. Arathorn finally arose and began putting on his armor and fasting his sword to his belt. He gripped Anduril at first liek and old man with wlaking stick and then he tightened his belt. He walked out of tent with resolve and headed over to the the King's tent. There he found Theodred fully dressed and ready to mount his steed. By his side was Eowa who was helpnig him put his helm on. She glistened in the light that peered into the tent. Her movements were graceful and precise. Arathorn with grumble intterupted. Theodred turned to see Arathorn standing at the enterance of the tent. "Well hello Arathorn.. good morning.. please come in" Eowa gave very distinct look at Arathorn. she looked at him with consern, His face looked paler than normal and his eyes had shadows or bags under them.

Theodred noticed this too and asked "Are you alright Arathorn?" "You look pale.." Arathorn responded with some agony "I'm.. I'm.. fine.." The look in Aragorn was not convicning. He seemed to sway a little in his steps and his eyes began to daze. Suddenly he stumbled and fell to the ground. He could hear the shouts of the Knig calling for aid and the soft iamgeo f Eowa standing over him placing her hands on him. Then his mind drifted into shadow and he saw the image of creature clad in flame and smoke. It crept towards him bellowing out loud roar. Then he saw the images of figure clad in black. They started reaching out for him, but Arathorn with al lthe strength he could muster resisted. He felt his wound burn again. After a while the shadows passed from his mind and he saw Elves standing over him, speaknig in elven. He thought he could see the faces of Haldir, Legolas and even Skyla. But the lights dimmed and he faded compeltely.
 
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Elven Magic and Healing

Legolas came over standing over him "Arathorn stay with me don't' fade into shadow." He placed his hand over Arathron;s shoulder look at me Arathorn"

Legolas whispered something in Elvin to Skyla "Your saddlebag it has herbs in it that can heal and your magic."

Skyla nodded at Rune to bring her sadlelbag over Rune bought it to her

"My lady you think you can heal him?" Rune asked

Legolas go keep watch those spies of morder this way is compormised but we can't go anywhere until Arathorn is better She lifted his shirt and jerkin

Legolas stood on the high part of the pass and stayed on lookout Rune was by Skyla's side. with the herbs and the water and her saddlebag.

"Its A Dark blade we must work quickly Rune hand me those two herbs smash them and mix them in water."

Rune took the tools he remember Skyla doing somthing like this before. He mixed them and made it into a paste. Skyla spread it on the wound and applied pressure to have it absorbed into the wound and Skyla held her hands over Arathrorns Wound and whispered into Arathorns Ear. Some elvish words. A flash of light surrouned them and she bandaged the wound with the herbs again and gave Arathorn some of her water to drink. She mixed the herbs up again and put it in small vial and put it in her saddlebag.

"Rest and Sleep Now Arathorn Heir of Elesser you shall be healed for now it might still hurt for a few more hours but you shall be fine."

Skyla touched the wound again and said some more elvish words "This dark poisen be clesed and Gone Remove this from him." She turned to king thodred and Eowa. "The herb should absorb the poisen and he shall be ready after he rests for a few hours. This might delay us some but maybe the devilery will get ahead of us or we will be further away from the Danger."

"Skyla we can only hope" Rune looked at her and placed her saddlebag over his horse again. She looked differnt somehow like she was coming more into herself Rune thoguht or maybe it was just her magic. She revealed who she really was there for a few minutes.
 
Aarthorn on the Mend, Uruks, and The Shadow in Flame :

Arathorn was out cold for bit. Eowa sat at his side watching him in his peaceful sleep. Theodred had left the tent and charged Eowa with watching him. She took the order with no resistance, for she wanted to be there by his side. A great consern had come over her when she had seen him fall and then when the Elves crowded around to mend him, she felt her breath stole away. Her feelnigs for Arathorn returned with greater resolve. She couldn't help but look down on him with mournful eyes. A tear streamed down her check as she looked at him. The thought of losing him made her heart swell with feelings. Feelings that she had tried so hard to fend off. Feelings beyond migor compassion or consern.

She reveled in these feelings for sometime as she kept close watch over him. Late in the evening as swift gust of wind blew through the tent. Suddenly Aratohrn's eyes opened. He looked around the tent and then tried to set up to quickly causing his side to ach. Eowa turned to him and stilled him with her words and gentle hands. "shh.. easy now.. don't overdue it.." Arathorn looked at her, she looked both cheerful and releifed at his rise. Arathorn beseached her with questions. "How long was I unconcious?" Eowa replied "For nearly six hours.." "You were almost beyond mend.. until the elves came to help you.." Arathorn with a solmn expression asked "Whom mended me?" Eowa sitting back replied "The Lady Skyla.. she mended your wound with herb and magic.." Arathorn lute out a breath and said "I owe her much.. including my life.." Eowa inquired with gesture "What exactly happened to you?" "Lady Skyla mentioned a dark wound.. but said ntohing more of it.."

Arathorn turned his gaze to Eowa and answered. "I was stabbed by Morgul blade.." "A weapon used by the Nazgul.." Eowa inquired once more. "What would it do to you if help had not come?" Arathorn with a sudder replied "It would have turned me into one of them.." Eowa became startled. She had not trully known the peril he was in. She now was beyond words thankful to Queen Skyla and her magic. As twilight approached Arathorn felt his strength return to him. He was able to rise to a sitting postion. After little whiel longer From he got up on his two feet and began walking again, stretching his sore legs. Had he been a mere man it would have taken days to recover. But he had elven blood in him and elves mend much more quickly. When he had taken a short stroll within the tent he walked over and picked up Adnuril and his armor. He then began fasting it to himself. Eowa put her hand upon his torso and said with consern "Are you sure you ready to be traveling so soon after your mending?" "Especially clad in armor?"

Arathorn took her soft hand. She felt her arm chill and the hairs stood up erect on her skin. She felt her heart beat strongly and her face grew a tad red. Arathorn still holding her hand said "I must go hence quickly.." "I am depended upon not only by these men but also my people.." "Besides the wound is mended and I feel fine.." Eowa with conserned look said "That's what you said before you fell and almost drifted off into shadow.." Arathorn still holding her hand began to say something, but it was interupted by loud horn. Arathorn then quickly began to fasten his armor. Eowa with her soft hands helped him. Arathorn then with one last look at Eowa exited the tent. It was now twilight and the camp was roaring with fires. But all the Men were not feasting or talking or singing merry songs. They were running to and fro grabbing battlements. Arathorn heard the horn blast again. He reconized that it was not a horn of Rohirrim, no it was coming from over the hill side. Arathorn saw King Theodred near base of hill ordering the Rohirrim and Soldiers. Arathorn began troding over to him, when he was interupted by a familar voice. "You mend quickly.. Arathorn Son of Eldarion." Arathorn turned and saw Haldir stringing his bow.

Arathorn smiled and replied "I owe my swift recovery to the bless it Lady Skyla.." "I am in her debt.." Haldir nodded and said "She is strange Witch indeed.. skilled in the many arts of healing.." "But she came through in the end.. and for that she has earned my trust.." Arathorn nodded and said "As well as mine.." Arathorn turned to look at the hill's summit. There he saw the glow of flicknig flames rolling to the top. He heard the clammer of steel and roar of shrewed voices. Alas he could see hundreds upon hundreds of figures coming to the hill's base. Under the moonlite they're figures became vivid. They were tall, muscular, clad in thick amor. They heald various types of weapons ranging from spears, curved swords, cross bows and more. Theyre faces were distorted like orcs but mroe refined and disticned. They looked part man and part elf and also part something else. Theyre teeth were yellow and curved like a warg's. They're eyes peered down on the camp like yellowish lights. Loud snorts bursted fro mtheir nostrils.

Arathorn and Haldir headed over to Theodred and his men. Haldir looked at the dark figures on the hill with solmn expression. "Uruks.. or Uruk Hai as they were called by the White Hand.. remenants of Saurman's army.." King Theodred ordred his men into postion, he turned to see Arathorn and Haldir. Hel ooekd plainly at Arathorn and said with smile "You seem to have recovered just in time Heir of Elessar.." "For battle is on the brink.. and I need every man in arms that can be spared.." Arathorn gripped Anduril's hilt and drew it from it's sheath. "Anduril and it's barer are at your service.." Theodred nodded and said "Come.. join me now at the frontline.." Theodred lead both Arathorn and Haldir to the front of the lines at the base of the hill. There Theodred mounted a brown steed. He offered both Arathorn and Haldir a steed. But only Arathorn accepted. Haldir prefered to be on foot with his bow ready. He joined the other archers.

The Horns of the enemy resounded and the Uruks began their march down the hill. They crept down it like shadow, a sea of dark figures lite by the moonlight and the torchs they carried. THeodred ordered the archer into postion. Haldir drew an arrow and set it to the string. He marked one Uruk carring a large hammer. Then as the Uruks drew closer Thoedred unsheathed his sword and shouted "Hold.. hold!" The Uruks drew closer at greater speed. "Now!" Shouted THeodred. Haldir and the rest of the archer lute lose their arrows. One by one the Uruks dropped and rolled down the hill side. They looked like black barrels rolling down stairs. When they reached the bottom, the arrow pierced Uruks remained lifeless. The Uruk Regments charged with gfreat fury. tHeodred and Arathorn lead the Rohiriim and Soldiers into the thicket. THe two armeis clashed. The clatter of steel echoed through the camp. Both sides suffered great losses. Bodies were hewn and mutilated all over the base of the hill.

Arathorn on his steed wieled Anduril mightly. He swung with great and powerful strokes decpatiating many Uruks. Haldir lutel oose volley after volley of arrows, litering the Uruk hordes. As the Uruks drew clsoer, Haldir unsheathed his sword and lapt into the heat of the battle. He spun and swung to and fro like swift fen hewing any Uruk in his path. Blood over him, his armor and his blade. Yet he kept fighting, no weariness could stop his fury. Arathorn was dismouted and had joined the King back to back. at thier feet piled corpses of the Uruks. Arathorn fought with swift and terrible vengence. For every Rohirrim slain he hewed ten Uruks. Arathorn was beggining to show his true prowless in battle, yet he constrained himself from rushing into the thicket of his enemies. For he was reminded often by his wound he recieved battling the Nazgul. He was humbled by his experiance and knew that he would be no good wounded or slain in this battle.

Theodred fought with great vigour. He hweed int othe Uruk horde almost matching even Arathorn's body count. But just a victory seemed near, a loud roar krept down the hill side. It stuck a pertifying fear in the hearts of the Rohirrim. Above on the hill side a flame krept. It grew as it spreaded acorss the hill top. Then it rose high revealing a great shadow as black as the sky. The flames surrounded it giving it form. Two large horns peaked at it's top and bright fiery eyes peered down on the armies. Great wings unfolded from clouds of smoke. Great massive arms came out of the shadow. One weilding a flaming whip, the other a burning sword. Haldir looked in horror and shouted "A Belrog! A Belrog of Morgoth!" All the armies of Rohan suddered and trembled in fear. Arathorn looked in both wonder and horror. THeodred froze in terror, his victory seemed to have just crumbled.
 
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Uruk attack

Rune unsheathed his sword and started striking at Uruks as they came towards him His horse reared and bolted into battle. The remained Roherrim faught on Horseback Seven of the roherrim fell.

Rune mustered them that was remaining. they moved closer together a Uruk knocked Rune off his horse Rune stood slashing thru some more Uruks but there was more that came. He whistled and he leaped up on his horse. He saw Skyla faltering he knew she sensed something wrong. The remaing Roherrim faught by his side.

Skyla and Legolas shot there arrows from high rocks suddenly There was a roar that made her skin crawl The air filled with a dark shadow and dark evil magic A Belrog. Sooner or later she knew she would have to fight it.

She didn't worry about that now she drew her twins swords cause the Uruks were getting closer to her. She slashed thru and blocked there curved swords she slashed a few in two and some in with the head at her feet. The uruks slashed at her head and moved to stab her. Skyla went into a forward roll stood up meeting the swords stabbing and trying to hit the weak point in the armor. The armpit and the shoulder. Her body count was piling up. She moved her swords like Rune taught her slashing thru hitting the weak points and made a hole in the line.

Legolas looked towards where he saw a Dark Shadow and a flameing whip. Ai its a balrog like the one that fell Gandalf. Legolas leaped down off the rock and fired at some more of the uruks. hitting the armor in the armpit and near the chest. The Uruks fell at his feet. he drew his twin knives slicing thru more Uruks.

Rune fell and was injured A URuk came to stab him Skyla pulled a Arrow out of her quiver and notched it to her string and shot it. He fell down on its side. Rune's horse ran off. "Where are you injured Rune?"

"My leg and my shoulder Sky"

Skyla whistled for Rune's horse and spoke soothing words to it she pulled her herbs out and ran them over Rune's injures. using magic to deter them and heal them.

Rune stood up "I feel better now"

" Not so fast Captain rune ,she touched his face, rest now.".

"You can take a horse if you want one Skyla so you don't have to share one with me. Many roherrim fell this night but we will prevail and make there sacrifice worthwhile. Skyla we might need to retreat there is to many of them.

Legolas slashed thru two Uruks that were behind Skyla and Rune

"Queen Skyla you might have to use some of your magic there is to many of them"

"Legolas i never use it in battle unless its necessary."

"Rune I think it is look how many of our men that is down"

Skyla shut her eyes and a mighty wind blew around them and a strong thundercloud appeared over them Skyla called the storm a loud thudnerclap was heard and lighting struck around them and torrential rains fell clearing the field of bodies and washing some remains Uruk Away."

Kara calmed the storm using her magic The sun shown brightly over them and a rainbow appeared thru a reflecion in the raindrops. A symbol of hope. Something worth holding onto by the fellowship and the remaining Roherrim. The Uruks fleed slightly back into the shadows.

She healed some of the fallen Roherrim. As she used her herbal mix and cocktail on them. She bandaged the wounds and her magic radiated from her like the wind that seems to blow around her .As she said some words in Elvish to heal the Roherrim A wind surrounded them and stirred therer hair some.

Some recovered others were already dead. She placed her hand over her heart and nodded at Legolas they sung a lament for the dead.

Rune noticed with her powers she is more open and more herself then she is when she is not. Why don't she use them more? A Queen why is she like that? It puzzled him but it also made him respect her. If she is humble about her power and only uses it when necessary at least she knows how to control them. He recognized Skyla's sword moves he remembers teaching a friend of his those moves. A girl.

How long will he have to suffer this enchantment ? What is the Elf witch Skyla waiting on? Something tells him that when this enchantment is cleared he will get alot of his questions answered.

"Sky i wouldn't want to get in a sword fight with you your pretty deadly with those."

"I had good teacher."

The rain subsided from Skyla storm as she called it off. They both have a high body count but this was only the beginning of the battle. Skyla was still unsure if they could call this a victory.
 
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The Belrog of Morgoth:

Aftering hewing a dozen more Uruks Arathorn turned to see the Shadow clad in flame. His heart beated wildly as strong presenceo fear struck him. He held Anduril at his side looking at the Firey Demon. It's coal like eyes peered down on him. With flick of it's whip it seemed to challenge him. Arathorn drawn like moth to the flame, krept up the hillside. He hewed any nearby Uruks that got in his way. The sound of clattering steel seemed to fade, as he drew closer to it. He felt a overwhelmnig heat brush agaisnt him. Sweat trickled down his brow as he gripepd Anduril with both hands. He looked at the towering beast, It's shaodw overccasted him. Below Haldir having hewen a beast turned to see Arathorn upon the hillside before the belrog. With shout she rushed towards the hill. Arathorn could not hear the cries of Haldir nor anyone at that point. His complete focus was on the Belrog.

The Belrog peered down on him and opened it's mouth wide open. Flaming coals leapt form his mouth and rained upon Arathorn. Aratohrn shut his eyes briefly and lutting the caols and heat fall upon him. Then opennig his eyes again he stared back at the demon. Arathorn was unshaken, his heart beated strong and his hands gripped tight his blade. The Blerog snorted as it looked upon his frail and small body. Suddenly the Demon raised it's left hand towards the sky and then reached towards' smoky back. From it a spark leapt forth in it's hand forming a flamnig blade. Arathorn stood his ground as the Demon krept foward. He raised Anduril in oen hand and shouted in the elven Tounge "Vimel Mish da kel mendil!" Suddenly the blade of Anduril sparkled and burned bright white like flame. The Belrog jerked back for a moment. Aratohrn stood with his eyes fixed on the Demon, he then uttered more elven words "Elma Duian mindel belrog vashta!"

The Belrog roared in anger and backed a little futher back. Arathorn stepped foward and uttered "Uell mendel Iullvatar Valar!" The Belrog hissed and cringed at the words almost falling backward. Arathorn zealously rushed foward and in a thrusting motion pierced the beast's lower torso. The Belrog shrieked in agony. Arathorn held Anduril's blade firmly in the Blerog's torso. Hot coals rained down on him. Suddenly Arathorn was tossed backward loosing grip of his blade. Arathorn fell upon the hillside rolling a a couple feet down the base. THe Belrog with loud roar stepped foward and fallowed. Arathorn trying to raise to his feet, felt hot burning sinsation on his leg. He then notice the tip of the Demon's whip wrapped around his leg. The Belrog with swift jerk of it's darkened arm drew the whip upward sending Arathorn into the air. Arathorn then laid at the Demon's feet. Fire and sulfar rained down on him.

The Belrog peered down on him and reached with his dark and clouded hand. Arathorn rolled to aviod it and began to crawl, but the Belrog sued his whip to dragged him towards him. Arathorn felt the burn of the whip intensefy. Wearniess began to set in Arathorn, he felt all his strength began to sap up. The Belrog lifted him with his whip to his eye view. Arathorn dangled upside down looking at the beast face to face. Arathorn had never wished to be in that postion nor be so close to the Firey Demon. Suddenly the Belrog with it's right hand gripped Arathorn. He then lifted him towards his firey mouth. It was like furnace and Arathorn was about to be put in it. Sudden;ly several white arrows glsitened and struck the Belrog's hand. He shreiked and dropped Arathorn. Arathorn falling grabbed the dangling fery whip and slidded down it like a rope. His hands burned as he held onto it. Then with the corner of his eye he saw Anduril still dug into the belly of the beast. Arathorn swinging on the whip lugned towards it. He fell and gripped the handle of the sword hanging on as Belrog reared backward, raisng him up.

Arathorn using his feet for leverage pushed against the firey hide of the Demon and freed Anduril. With one hand he held onto the burning scales of the Demon. He then when the Belrog reared back leapt back to the ground. He rolled down the hill side. There he was meet by a friend. Haldir helped him up and said "You are prehapes the bravest and most foolish person I have ever met.." "Is it not enough that you are the Nazgul's Bane?" "Must you also slay the Belrog?" Arathorn coughing turned his dirty and ash cover face to Haldir and said "You know me.. always looking for a challenge.." Haldir grinned and said "I'm afraid my friend you won't be able to slay this Shadow so easily.. we shall need the power of a wizard.. or the combined strength of the Elves.." Arathorn turned to look at the clashing hordes of both armies, amogst the many faces he could see Skyla fighting valiantly. Nudging Haldir to look in the same place he said "How about an Elven Sorceress?"
 
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Skyla's Decison

Skyla slashed thru the last few Uruk's left with a strong Stab and slash with both her blades one in front of her and one Behind her.

Legolas and Rune covered her when she looked over cause she sensed two pairs of eyes on her it was Haldir and Arathorn. Then she saw the source of the fear and darkness she sensed a belrog nearly had Arathrorn in his grasp.

Legolas: Skyla your not going to face that shadow are you you know what one of them did to Gandalf.

Rune: Dont be a full Sky you can't handle that monster thing. It will take you out unless you use all your magic against it. How do you know that will even hold out? You are not a a all powerful Sorceress.

Skyla looked at Rune and Legolas
"MY Mellons' I Have no choice its my duty to protect him and be sure he gets to the throne. I need to honor my kin and the ancient Elven alliance between Elves and Men." She walked towards the hill where Haldir and Arathorn were.

Rune Stopped her and stepped in front of her to block her way. "Queen Skyla don't be a fool I don't want you to face this thing. I am just now learning to understand you and become your friend I don't want to lose you. He stroked her long blond Hair with a gloved hand. Promise me if you face it you will come out alive." He touched his sweaty forehead to hers.


"I can't make a promise I can't keep Captain Rune if it claims my life it claims my life.I will try to survive against it as much as I can. I am going to face it by Arathorn's side.

Skyla Walked away and gave one last look to her Friends and mentor. She Saluted with her twin swords. She gathered some discarded Arrows and Arrows not broken in her quiver. She had a few left but she wanted to be prepared.

She came up on Arathorn and Haldir.

"Arathron I will come to assist you we can fight this belrog together."

Skyla stepped towards The Belrog Her hair flew around her as she called on her magic. She called down Rain and Lighting and a high gust of wind.
Aeer Ruin Are and [FONT=Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif] Hweseta
Rain Red Flame Sunlight and Wind

Valarauka [/FONT] Heca ulundo! Face the Galad Drego IA
Balrog be Gone monster Face the light You will not beat us. Go back to the abyss.
 
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The Sacrfice of Heroes:

The Belrog bellowed a loud roar as the rain and lightning flickered and struck it's hide. The flames hissed and crackled as the rain fell from the clouded sky. The Demon howled as the magic did it's work. The Belrog fell bckward upon it's wings. It's Shadowish body steamed and the flames that had been around it dimmed. Arathorn stnading next to Skyla looked upon the fallen Demon. He stepped foward cautiously. This Demon was treacherious and had even felled the great wizard Gandalf. As Arathorn stepped closer he heard the deep breathing of the Belrog. Steam bellowed towards the sky from it's hide. Arathorn gripped Anduril tight and came closer to it. Suddenly it flare red with coals and fire and arose. It rolled onto it's belly and began crawlnig towards Aratohrn. Haldir shouted as he fired several volley's of arrows. Arathortn stood dead in his tracks and moved into stance.

The foul Demon lunged at him with's claws erect and it's body half off the ground. Arathorn leapt foward and swung with all his might. The blade sunk into the Demon's skull, cuasing it to bellow an aweful sound that caused everyone's ears to ring. Arathorn pulled his blade out and swung again, but before he did the beast rose and flapped it's shadow like wings. It grabbed him by the chest and took flight. Arathorn felt the clwas dig into his sides. Aratohrn hewed the beast repeatly, but to no avail. It's coal like eyes peered into his soul and aratohrn felt his strength began to fade. But refusing to surrendfer he gripped Anduril and stabbed the Demon in the arm. It shirked and spouted out coals and ash from it's mouth. Arathorn clintched his teeth as he began to use Adnuril's bade to cut the Demon in saw like motion. The Belrog bellowed more thunderious roars.

Below Haldir in terror shouted to Skyla "Quick use your magic!" "Bring it down!" As Haldir said this the Belrog began to desend towards them. Haldir Fired a wave of more arrows and began rushing the Demon with his drawn sword. He leapt up and sliced the under belly of the Demon. The Belrog continued to fly low above them seeming to sway left and right out of control. Arathorn remaiend within his grip, helpless. Suddenly the Demon landed amongst the armies, itls shockwave sent many soldiers on both sides flying into the air. He gripped Arathorn tightly as it rested and glared at King Theodred and his men. Theodred was terffied and his men began to withdraw. But whne he saw Arathorn in the Demon's clutchs he ordered his men hault. Then with great curoage he ordered his men to ttack the Belrog. He charged on his steed with several men into the Demon.

Their spears and steel glanced of the burning scales and hide. The Belrog irriated swung his flaming whip, knocknig many horsemen off their steeds. Then he took flgiht again. Arathorn held onto Anduril and felt hismelf begining to nod off. But he kept hismelf awake and alert with Elven words. He felt some strength return and with it he drew new resolve. He dug Anduril once again into the Demon's flesh. Coals leapt up and the blade of Anduril heated quickly. Arathorn psuhed with great might into it's arm, and the blade sunk deep. The Belrog bellowed in agony loosing it's grip. Arathorn fre climbed up it's arm unto it's back. He gripped Anduril and stabbed the Demon's neck. It bellowed louder and clawed at him. Great wounds developed on Arathorn as he held firm and dug deeper with his blade. The Belrog bellowed more and began to fall out of control. It's wings folded like an umbrella as it fell to the earth. Arathorn braced himself and held on to Andurl.

As he fell with the Demon he saw bright white bolts of lightning strike the beast. Rain fell in great pouring on him and the Belrog. Steam covered him and his eyes blurred. Arathorn closed his eyes and held the hilt of his sword tight. The Belrog hit the ground like meteor, causing a crator. Arathorn lay against it's hide holding with one hand the hilt of Anduril. Steam surfaced from the beast. Aratohrn shook himself a little, his body covered in ash and sulfure. Using Anduril he braced hismelf upward. With the last bit of strength he could msuter he drew his blade from the Demon's neck. A Cloud of smoke bellwoed out of the wound. It's blackness blured his eyes. Aratohrn thne stumblnig walked on the Demon's body until he tumbled off near the head. There he heard famialr voices. Arathorn walked towards them, seeing bright whitel giht streamnig through the smoke. Suddenly the eyes of the Belrog flared like flames. It with it's claw-like hand reached out for Arathorn.

Arathorn was unaware of the Belrog's resolve. He stmbled foward seeing Haldir, Legolas and Skyla coming towards him. As he stepped out of the smoke he stopped in his tracks, nearly toppling over. The dark hand of Belrog pierced the cloud of smoke and began to fall upon Arathorn. He noticed his body being overshadowed, like by tree with many branchs. Haldir leapt foward and knocked Arathorn out of the way and was grasped by the dark hand. It lifted him into the smoking inferno. A loud elven shout coudl be heard and suddenly Haldir was hurrled back throguh the smoke and landed beside Arathorn. The Demon's face emraged from the smoke, It's coal like eyes peered upon Arathorn and the others. Arathorn with stumbling movment rsuhed to Haldir. His body was riddle with cuts and ash. Arathorn shook Haldir. The Demon krept ever closer. It crawled on it's belly towards them.

Arathorn stood over Haldir's fallen body and held his sword erect. He bellowed out "Yuril shemal nagga pelia!" He then uttered it again in the common tounge. "You shall not pass!"
 
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