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Post by Imrel on Apr 17, 2002 18:43:47 GMT -5
arg, that's hot... *continues to shoot, squinting through the rain. she must be slower, talking care not to shoot any of her own. talks to herself encouragingly.* this is alright... just another downpour in bree... or maybe a hot shower... *curses as an arrow slips from her grip.* jay's suited more to this type of thing, not me... *collects her arrow and takes down a nearby orc bearing down on a weakening human.*
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Post by Aragorn on Apr 17, 2002 21:19:11 GMT -5
*Gets down from the tree and even though raining he sees perfectly.Starts to cut down through the orcs but getting major cashes,bruises and scratches*
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Post by Imrel on Apr 17, 2002 21:35:16 GMT -5
*vision improves and she fires with increased rapidity. looks roundm for her friends; sopts aragorn quite close by, rhia and red heading somewhere in trhe midst of the battle, and flory a way a head of them, battling azgork.*
(i'm not sure how many uruk-hai there are, btw, but i'm guessing around twenty at the moment.)
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Post by Niphredil on Apr 18, 2002 2:37:47 GMT -5
*The rain lashes them fiercely. She is drenched. Her clothes heavy and sodden, her hair stuck to her face.
From the top of the hill the scene of destruction is immense. Through the greyness of the rain she can just make out the forms of hundreds of orc corpses scattered across the field and sadly there are many elf casualties too.*
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Post by Rhiannon on Apr 18, 2002 4:57:06 GMT -5
*As the rain begins she stops briefly. Ties her scarf around head and face for a little bit of protection, leaving only a small gap to look. Continues climbing the now slippery hill. Makes it on top but it's very difficult now to tell elves from orcs as the battlefield rapidly turns into a sea of mud.* Red, can you see anyone?
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Azgork the Wicked
Traveler of Middle-Earth
Lethal Uruk-Hai
"...There is evil there that does not sleep and the Great Eye is ever watchful." - Boromir
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Post by Azgork the Wicked on Apr 18, 2002 7:52:46 GMT -5
*Leaps up and Floryian's sword sweeps under his feet, barely brushing past the soles. With a snarl, he raises his sword and dives towards the Elf, holding out the sheild. The Eye emblazoned on it seems to glow with a fiery hatred.*
This rain is not going to deter the Uruk-Hai. Nothing deters the Uruk-Hai. Say your prayers, Floryian.
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Post by Floryian on Apr 18, 2002 10:57:27 GMT -5
*The Uruk-hai is bearing down on her. Formidable in it's black armour it towers over her, hungry for bloodshed. It is shielded by the red eye of Mordor and she can see no way through it's defences.
It snarls, letting out a low growl, finding pleasure in such awful circumstances. It takes another step towards her.....and another.
Raises her sword above her head and delivers another hard blow which merely bounces of the shield.*
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Post by Niphredil on Apr 18, 2002 13:50:20 GMT -5
*Scans the field*
No Rhiannon, it's very difficult to tell who's who anymore.
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Post by Imrel on Apr 18, 2002 21:39:38 GMT -5
*mutters while firing arrows.* this is a dirty- *vwhoosh* rotten- *vwing* trick *vwhish*. but it's not working. *grins, by this time so used to the rain she hardly feels it. thinks back to an infant memory of knocking konkers out of a tree by her old house through a hailstorm. can see rhia and red- hastily shoots an arrow to topple an orc coming behind them unnoticed.*
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Post by Floryian on Apr 19, 2002 0:48:10 GMT -5
* Swings her sword again, anger and frustration rising in her as Azgork just stands there grinning.*
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Post by Gwen Atanono on Apr 19, 2002 2:42:01 GMT -5
*a inexperienced ranger finds her way to the top of a hill,with others that seem to be on her side,as far as she can tell through the immense down pour*
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Post by Aragorn on Apr 19, 2002 7:21:50 GMT -5
*Many drops of water continue hitting him but not doing anything to make him blink or anything.Looks at the black clouds over head.Notices one of the Nazgul and runs straight towards him dodging orcs as he runs*
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Azgork the Wicked
Traveler of Middle-Earth
Lethal Uruk-Hai
"...There is evil there that does not sleep and the Great Eye is ever watchful." - Boromir
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Post by Azgork the Wicked on Apr 19, 2002 7:54:51 GMT -5
You can give up, my dear Elf. Why don't I be nice and just get it over nice and quick. How does that sound, eh? Better than the wondrous torture, is it not?
*The ugly grin grows wider as the Uruk-Hai lifts his sword, raising his right hand into the air.*
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Post by Jared on Apr 19, 2002 8:02:03 GMT -5
*There is the chink of chainmail and the clattering of hooves as the Ringwraith rides onto the battlefield, screeching. A deafening silence descends upon all the fighters, Whiteskins and Orcs alike. Shrinking back, the armies of Men take several steps backwards as the Ringwraith nears them. The horse snorts irritably, causing all to jump.
Ignoring the rest, the Ringwraith turns his horse towards the spot where an Elf is cowering under a menacing Uruk-Hai, staring fearfully at the blade he is wielding.
After a slight moment of confusion, the battle resumes as the hosts of Gondor and Mordor realise that the Ringwraith did not come for them. The shrieking, yelling and screaming on the battlefield grows louder each second, getting stronger on every "clop, clop" of the horses' hooves.*
Halt, Azgork the Uruk-Hai. Leave this Elf to me. We have met before and it is time to pay off what all of us owe.
*He draws his sword.*
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Azgork the Wicked
Traveler of Middle-Earth
Lethal Uruk-Hai
"...There is evil there that does not sleep and the Great Eye is ever watchful." - Boromir
Posts: 38
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Post by Azgork the Wicked on Apr 19, 2002 8:06:27 GMT -5
*He turns to look at the Ringwraith, confused, but sheaths his sword, muttering angrily.*
We will meet again, my dear Elf. And that is when you will wish I had killed you right here and right now.
*Snarling, he backs away from the Ringwraith, towering over him on the magnificent horse and the Elf, still on the ground.
With a sharp turn, he bounds off, disappearing from view as a cluster of Orcs and Men fight their way in front, blocking their (The Ringwraith and Floryian) view.*
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