Terias thinks carefully about what Turin just said. Everything makes sense. After a few minutes of thought, Terias responds <font color=red> "Turin, this plan may be risky, but two of use elves are mages, therefore we do not need any equipment to keep enemies at bay, if need be. Therlion and myself shall do our best to protect and most importanly aid Feldron, if a battle arises."</font>

Bober was astonished by Turin`s hubelness. He said:<font color=white>"I am proud to have such a leader as you my friend. I am honoured to serve you and therefore I shall help you until I die."</font>

<font color=white>"Hmm... I can go in the Misty Mountains or to Moria. I have some friends there ya know. But as we would be separated this would not be good. For any of us. I would like to see that other Dwarves here go with me."</font>

<font color=silver>"I accept the mission, in both the honor of Elfalas and my new leader."</font> Therlion bows his head slightly. <font color=silver>"Hopefully there will be a chance to learn something in the stronghold.. and free the slaves."</font>

<font color=green>Feldorn</font>

Feldorn so far only listening to the conversation felt he now had to intervene:<font color=green> "It seems Bober that you do not exactly know where we are. You see on this map"</font>-he said taking out a map from his pocket<font color=green>" we are here. That is nearly 3 weeks journey from Moria. That is much too far. Turin I accept this mission and shall do my best. Although I would like to add that I do not agree in searching for secret passages since we would not have any way of know what we would find in there. I would also like to add that Morgoth also has many other servants than orcs, cunning servants, so our mission will be harder than most of you think."</font> He suddenly stopped and Hrolf thinking that she could start speaking did so, but Feldorn signalled everyone to silence. He then flattened himself on the ground with one ear pressed to it. After about ten seconds he jumped up and said in a hurried voice.<font color=green>"A large group is moving this way! As we do not know whether they are friend or foe I suggest you hide. I could go have a look." </font> With that he sent a questioning stare at Turin for confirmation.

<font color=skyblue>Turín

"It must be a search party to ensure the death of everyone and to loot the bodies!" </font>

Turín looked about but saw nothing except dead bodies on an opened field, and no immediate place to take cover. Then he had one desperate idea.
<font color=skyblue>
"The only plan I have is if we spread ourselves out and lay among the dead, weapons in-hand. Feldorn will signal us if our visitors be friends or foe. If one of us is detected by the Enemy, we all jump up and fight until the last of us falls. Remember! Even humans or dwarves could be our enemy, so nobody make a move until we can determine their intent!

Mages! The two of you go on opposite sides of the field from one another, that your powers may be spread out and the area of affect broader. A fighter should accompany each of you. I shall go with Terias and Hrolf go with Therlion!
Kirûn, stay near Bober on the South end and keep him safe, we may need healing after this! Roland, Be close enough to Feldorn to watch his back, but stay felled to the ground. If Feldorn risks alerting us, he may be in the greatest danger. Keep him safe.

Let's GO!"</font>

Turín runs over to lay beside Terias, holding his black sword under him.

Therlion nods his head in agreement, turns and starts running towards the opposide side of the field. Once there, he started casting a spell. Blood soon appeared on his chest. The blood soaked most of his clothes before an orcish axe appeared buried in his chest. Smiling, Therlion sat on the ground and looked at Hrolf <font color=silver>"Do you want a wound?"</font>

<font color=gold>Hrolf

"Yes, I think that would make Turin's plan better."</font>

<font color=green>Feldorn</font>

Putting an arrow onto the string of his bow he ran off silently towards where he had heard the noise. He disappeared amongst the trees

OOC: I won't go any furhter, I'll just leave everyone a chance to post.

After creating a greatsword in Hrolf's side, Therlion found a nice place to lay dead and did so.

Roland saw Feldron head off to trees. The boy falled the ever quick elf. Roland lagged behind because he did not want to reveal Feldorns position. Roland stayed low near the corpses and would play dead when his warrior insticts tell him danger is coming or fight when he hears the sound of battle.

<font color="FF3300">Kirûn</font> trotted off quickly towards the south with Bober in tow. Choosing a small spot near a stand of trees where a large number of orcs and lay intermingled with a few human and elven, <font color="FF3300">Kirûn</font> knelt down with a grim expression on his face. Looking over at Bober, he motions for him to hide himself among the dead as best he can. Meanwhile, he smears himself with some blood and wriggles down into the midst of a pile of orc bodies while holding his axe carefully under him.