Somewhat later in the first age (LotR roleplay part 2)

[Bozos of Bones]

Therlion was slumped over the horse's neck. It paced a bit at the worg howling. Therlion understood the situation, and although he didn't know how or why it was and still being quite weak, he was resolved to stand and fight with his friends. He wouldn't let them fight and risk themselves for him. But what good was he lying on the ground, as that was all he physically could do in his state. On a horse, though, he could support the band with his magic. He could be quite effective when mounted.

[ 09-30-2004, 05:40 PM: Message edited by: Bozos of Bones ]

[dplax]

For Celedor:

As Celedor moves towards the orcs and the humans they are approaching he sees the father point at the advancing orcs. His older son reached into the cart and took out two long swords and threw one of them to his father. The mother and the two daughters huddled down inside the cart with the other, infant son.

The father and his son took up defensive positions and awaited the arrival of the orcs, who were now running at them outright.

OOC: you shall reach the cart at the same time as the orcs. There are a total of 13 orcs, all armed with scimitar and small shield.

[Larry_OHF]

Originally posted by dplax: OOC: as far as you know the group which has been sent with Kalam plots to kill him. You do not know anything of the battle which took place and that Kalam is wounded.

Actually, until just now...I really did not know! Ahh!

[dplax]

OOC: If you have time you could read all of the posts that you missed. If you leave you shall have full control over the soldier who helped you in the battle. If Sythe does not post until sunday night I shall move him along a bit.

[Morgan_Corbesant]

Celedor moves with more haste. He moves quickly toward the rear orcs and launches all three of his daggers into the group of orcs while on the run. As soon as the last of the daggers leaves his hand, he draws both swords from their scabbards and tries to see if he can still hit one from the rear, hoping to drop it before the others notice what has happened and where the daggers came from. From this point he will engage any orcs in his range, and attempt to vital stab any of the enemies that he can to eliminate them quickly.

[ 09-30-2004, 07:25 PM: Message edited by: Morgan_Corbesant ]

[dplax]

For Adohorn, Therlion and Keal:

As they prepared for battle suddenly they heard another howl which came from inside the cave. Two shapes could also now be spotted. One of them was moving fast towards the group over the snow and thus was easily visible, while the other, approaching from the other side kept darting in and out from rocks.

OOC: Feel free to engage the two who are outside.

[dplax]

For Celedor:

Two of the daggers found their targets and two orcs fell. Two orcs turned around but were swept away by the onrushing Celedor's swords. Three of the remaining orcs turned around to face Celedor, while the other six engaged the father and his son.

[Morgan_Corbesant]

Celedor continues his rush toward the three orcs and just as he reaches near them he dives to the right going into a shoulder roll and stabbing out with his left sword as he does so. Rolling back to his feet he stands and positions himself to face the orcs as they come toward him. (assumeing they do) If they don't come to me, then I will go to them, slashing, blocking, countering, knocking weapons aside toward the others, etc. Once this is said and done, (and if he survives) Celedor rushes on to help defend the father and son.

[ 10-01-2004, 10:57 PM: Message edited by: Morgan_Corbesant ]

[dplax]

For Celedor:

The rightmost of the three orcs facing him was taken by surprise at the trick and pierced by the sword. As Celedor rolled back to his feet something heavy bumped into his side and he was knocked over as one of the orcs rammed him with his shield. Then suddenly the same orc fell over him with a sword standing out of its back. Looking to his right Celedor could see the son reaching into the cart for another sword.

OOC: The father has also killed another orc so there remain six. Two facing Celedor and four facing the father and his son.

[RoSs_bg2_rox]

Adohorn had seen the Wargs from a futher distance, but had decided that it would do no harm for them to keep walking a bit; they weren't the strongest of foes and although Adohorn hadn't battled for quite some time he reckoned that he had retained enough of his previous skill to handle a Warg. If it got nasty he could always call on a greater being with his magic knowledge if the need were dire.

As the first Warg got closer Adohorn couldn't help but smirk to himself, these beasts really were fools. Whipping out his bow he pulled it back and notched his first arrow then let fly...another and another, regaining his reknowned fast paced ability, while shouting to Therlion "do what you can! But do not whatever you do, strain yourself, as that could lead to further ill health." Adohorn was ready to pull out his daggers if this Warg should make it within 10 feet of him...