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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 11, 2002 11:03:19 GMT
Riding as quickly as she could, Eowyn glances behind her and gets and unpleasant shock. She turns her fair head around only to see not the ordinary "dorcs" but none other than the Lord of the Nazgul himself.
She gives him a nasty look and then looks ahead of her again, making sure that Aragorn does not fall off.
"RUN RAINDEW! HURRY!" Eowyn shouts, wondering whether to make use of her sword yet.
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Post by Melian on Oct 11, 2002 13:05:35 GMT
*see's the witchking charging twards her and her friends, she perpously stands in his way if i am to be captured and brought back to mordor in one pece maybe i can block him she thinks. then mel runs at the WK dagger in hand*
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 11, 2002 13:13:05 GMT
* Gallops after the other horse, turning sharply to avoid a fallen log. Doesn't see the Elf untill she is right in front of him and he is powerless to do anything. Damnation is unable to change course and collides with the Elf. She is knocked down and falls beneath the hooves.
Looks back to see her lying face down in the mud and decides to let the other Orcs finish her off. Continues chasing the others.*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 12, 2002 12:38:31 GMT
"Mel! How could you?" Eowyn shouts, hoping there was some mercy left in the dark world.
She checks to see if Aragorn is alright and then turns her eyes back on the dirt path ahead. She sees a water crossing nearby...
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 12, 2002 12:59:57 GMT
ooc - oh that's mean ;D
*Gallops on relentlessly, pushing his horse harder, trying to catch them before they reach the river crossing. He is gaining ground, bearing down on Raindews hindquarters. His horse, only carrying one rider, is easily the fastest. Draws alongside them and reaches out to grab Eowyns hair billowing in the wind but a large tree looms up in front of them and he is forced to swerve, dropping back a few paces. Drives his horse on again and it surges forward, knocking into them and almost sending Raindew off balance.*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 13, 2002 16:32:21 GMT
"ARGH!" Eowyn screams as she shifts her weight to prevent the fall. However, an extremely thorny branch scrapes Eowyn foot really badly, causing it to bleed and sting painfully. She grits her teeth and holds the reins tightly in one hand while grabbing Aragorn in the other.
She narrowly ducts as a branch comes at her head and Raindew almost falls.
"NOOOOO!" Eowyn shouts loudly as her mare suddenly hears an ear piercing sound and jumps on all fours. Eowyn is shocked as well as her hands fly over to her ears, nearly dropping Aragorn.
Raindew was back on all fours now, though shaken and refused to move. "Run, please, run," Eowyn begs as she grabs Aragorn and shakes her head in dismay. This was all going wrong.
OOC: Don't worry too much. Elves can summon magic floods. I'm an Eorling and therefore cannot.
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 14, 2002 7:45:45 GMT
*Circles the little mare, now frozen in terror. The Orcs were left far behind in the chase and the woodland around them is now silent. It's an eerie, foreboding silence.
Stands before them, an immense black shadow, blocking out the last remants of light. Steam spurts from the fiery nostrils of Damnation and the clink of heavy chainmail can be heard as the horse shakes it's head.
Unsheathes his sword with a long, drawn out grating sound. The blade catches the light as it is wielded towards the two unfortunates. Moves his horse forward.*
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Post by Melian on Oct 14, 2002 13:03:34 GMT
*mel comes back into conches ness, and see's a orc about to wack off her head, so she kicks him in the face. luckily she didnt get hurt too badly, she was smallenof that the horse only really steped fully on her right arm, it was broken, the rest of her body just cut and broosed. she gets up. and fights to fallow eowyn.*'
eowyn! get to the other side of the river!!
*mel runs as fast as she can, fighting the pain*
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Post by Imrel on Oct 14, 2002 18:36:10 GMT
*Imrel is running through the underbrush, cradling a searing cut on her forearm, with absolutely no idea where she is going. She has managed to escape Skowerif, but without gaining knowledge of what's going on.
*She stops at a secluded and apparently desolate part of the woods, leaning heavily against a bent tree and catching her breath. Gingerly, she inspects the damage on her right arm. The wound isn't deep enough to be life threatening, but it stings like it's just been doused in vinegar.
*Sighs, deeply, and supposes she'd better find her bearings then make for the other side of the forest. The light drizzle that was hovering in the air earlier has become heavier, and dense enough to obscure vision. A thought suddenly occurs to Imrel, concerning the sudden appearance of the Orcs. They had come from the same direction as them- from the camp. And those at the camp weren't as well armed as the scouts.
*Groaning, Im rips a shred of soggy red cloth from the lower leg of her leggings, exposing her shin to the cold rain, and raps it with difficulty around her bloody forearm. Pushing a lock of sopping dark hair off her cheek, she starts back toward town.*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 16, 2002 12:32:42 GMT
Now all wed, muddy and bloody, Eowyn draws her sword and stares at the Witch King. "Hold on, Aragorn, hold on," she tells her ranger companion, hoping that he would.
Eowyn sees that she is around 20 yards from the river and she notices that she may have to fight while Raindew tries to escape with her passengers.
"I won't surrender!" Eowyn shouts above the falling rain as she raises her sword and looks at the river, determined to make it there.
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 16, 2002 13:29:46 GMT
Then prepare to die........
The voice from the hood is cold, chilling and unearthly.
The Witch-King see's Eowyn looking towards the river and predicting her next move turns his horse to block her way. Stands between Eowyn and the river, a menacing figure in black. Raises his sword mimicing her movements.
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Post by Aragorn on Oct 16, 2002 20:50:36 GMT
*Wakes up amd sees the Witch King for it is him and the rest of the Nazgul that had made him so injured.Still is sore all over stands up and takes out his sword Anduril.Walks formars slowly his hand on something that is in a weird shape.Takes the shape away from his clothes and you can see it is a metal bladed boomerang.Throws the boomerang cutting his hand making the Witch King drop his sword.Catching his bladed boomerang as it comec back*
There were no boomerangs in Middle Earth and even if there were they would have been ineffective against the Witch King. Please stick to the facts.
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Post by Imrel on Oct 16, 2002 23:15:58 GMT
*Finally, Firebird has reached the forest outskirts near Bree. A small group of Orcs seem to have their hands full, fighting someone... Imrel darts over, blade and eyes flashing, and fights her way through the group in an effort to help whoever is surrounded.
*Catches sights of Mel, seemingly in pain, but battling nonethless. Notices she is trying to get somewhere, and looks in that direction. It is hard to see through the darkness and the rain, but Im can make out two... no, three figures... Her stomach lurches as she realizes that one is most definately clad in black.
*Yells out slightly as an Orc pierces her upper left shoulder blade. Whirls around and hack back furiously with her sword. As he falls, she turns again, fighting alongside Melian to reach the others. A flash of thunder suddenly illuminates the riverside scene, and Imrel can tell who the other two people are.
EOWYN! ARAGORN! *Her head is pounding with effort and frustration, but she and Mel are forcing the Orcs back steadily and reaching the others.*
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Post by ~Dernhelm~ on Oct 21, 2002 12:17:42 GMT
Eowyn watches as Aragorn decides to take some action, still holding the sword. She hopes that the blade of Anduril and her own will have some use when put together against evil...
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Post by The Witch King on Oct 23, 2002 16:38:01 GMT
(  Gee. Out of everyone I had to pick Eowyn and Aragorn to get in a fight with!) * Reaches inside his robes for a mace. Starts to swing it around his head in circles, picking up speed. The 'whoosh' it makes getting louder and louder as he bears down upon the two enemies*. |
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Gee. Out of everyone I had to pick Eowyn and Aragorn to get in a fight with!)