Another RPG at WOTR!

[Arwen Elf]

An elf rides her black horse across endless and forlorn fields. She rides swiftly, yet is very lonely. The elf hopes that others may join her in her mission.

[Sindarin]

*out of character* :p

From one RPGer to another, I will join your group. :knight:

Just give me a day or so to create a character. ;)

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

A cloaked figure made her way through the trees surronding a large and grand fortress. The figure climbs the hill the dark fortress is located on, and walks to the fortified gate.

The gate is pulled open, and the figure quickly enters. The gate closes with a faint thud, and all is still.

Or so it appears...

Inside the fortress men, orcs, Uruks, and even a few Elves were silently preparing for war. The archers were honing their already superb skills, the swordsmen sharpening their deadly, poisoned swords.

The figure made her way through the crowd, nodding to several warriors. She walked to a building near the center of the fort, and quietly knocked. The door opened, and the figure melted into the darkness.

She grabbed the torch from the doorwarden, and began walking through the dark corridors. The torch flickered several times, revealing blackness on all sides.

Still the figure walked on, carefully listening for his voice. She heard it, and turned down a damp corridor.

'How close are they Dawn?' Asked a piping male voice. The figure knelt. 'Twelve days my lord.' The male nodded, his curly brown hair flashing in the torchlight.

The cloaked figure stood, and threw back her hood, revealing long and glossy black hair, a scarred face, and intelligent eyes.

'Are they ready?' Asked the brown haired, short figure. Dawn nodded. 'We've trained them well Bandoras. But who can tell if they'll hold. Warfare is much tougher then training.' She said quietly, her mid-pitched voice echoing off the black stone walls.

[Sindarin]

Across the vale, a cloaked Elf hid in the shadows of a nearby oak tree. Silently, he watched the imposing fortress far-off in the distance.

The Elven Knight had observed the shrouded figure enter the fortress upon the hill. He secretly questioned her identity...and was uncertain as to what she and her friends had planned.

[Arwen Elf]

Laewethë rode faster. So fast, in fact, that it seemed as though her horse Morgaine was flying. In reality the mare was not, but she had the gift of quiet hooves. This dark fortress intimidated Laewethë, and the horse gave a shudder underneath her. Upon reaching a grove of trees a twenty-five meters away from the walls, she dismounted.

The elf saw a figure in the trees. She regretted that she lacked the keen eyesight of most elves. Thinking thus, she quietly unsheathed her sword, slipping into the darkest shadows. Silently, swiftly, she drew closer. . .

[Sindarin]

*The grey Knight captured a glimpse of the she-Elf approaching through the silence of the illustrious trees, her sword held unyieldingly at the ready.

The Elven Knight reached for one of the daggers hidden beneath his cloak for typical self-security against this unknown immortal.

Yet this fair creature who quietly approached was an Elf.

"Although fair you are", he thought to himself, "you could be quite lethal if engaged in armed combat...and it would be wise of me not to attack first."*

[Arwen Elf]

As Laewethë drew nearer, it became clear that the Being beneath the trees was of her kindred: he was an Elf as well. This, however, did not stop her suspicions. Many were the times that she heard tales of evil cloaked in a veil of beauty. She stopped a few feet in front of him, her palms sweating from the tight grip on her sword.

"Do not come closer! Are you friend or foe? State your purpose or you shall face the wrath of my sword!" As she looked upon him, Laewethë could sense a darkening in the surroundings. Evil was near. Her horse stirred in the background, but she did not heed.

[Sindarin]

*The grey Knight gazed upon the natural beauty of the she-elf before him...he could sense the firey passion within her soul.*

"I am Feanaro, mistress Elf...I am a knight in service to the Lord Elrond of Rivendell."

*The grey elf spoke in a calm, untroubled voice*

"I have travelled far from my homeland with immense suspicions about this place...Do not worry, my friend. It is not my intention to cause you harm."

*The Elven soldier sensed the presence of an unseen foe moving silently and secretively about the forest*

"Something evil draws near amongst these trees, she-elf...It is as if it were a shroud of darkness. Can you feel its power surround you like a veil of night?"

[Arwen Elf]

"Yes," she whispered. "Indeed I do feel it, and it chills me with terror." She put her sword back into its sheath, and saw the other elf make a similar movement. She stood for a moment in awkward silence.

"I have not introduced myself. And I think that since it seems as though we will be fighting together, I must. I am Laewethë, and I am glad that you have come, for my mind is greatly distressed." She gestured toward the dark fortress.

[Sindarin]

"Greetings, Laewethe. I too share your thoughts of the dark fortress."

*Sindarin's cold blue eyes gaze beyond Laewethe toward the stone garrison*

"I sense great danger coming from that place...a shadow and a threat."

[Halindir]

A cloaked figure approaches the grove of trees keeping out of sight from prying eyes. Upon seeing moving forms in the tress he stops. Cautiously he proceeds forward keeping in the shadows.
"Who are you two and what is your purpose. I do not strike for I see that you are one of the Eldar and I shall not strike one of my kin."

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn paced around the dark room, Bandoras watched her carefully. He leaned back in his chair.

'I'm waiting.' He said quietly. Dawn contiued pacing, her forehead furrowed in concentration.

'I can feel Elves.' She said slowly. Bandoras shrugged.

'We have Elves in our service.' He said off-handedly. Dawn shook her head. 'No, these are strangers to me.' She said forcefully.

Bandoras slid out of his chair. 'We'll go ask the guards to tighten partols, We'll add more guards.' He began pacing as well.

Dawn leaned against the wall, her dark brown, almost black eyes watching Bandoras.

'If they are watching, we should give no indication we know their there.'

[Arwen Elf]

"We have come to fight this new evil," replied Laewethë. "I know not what it is, but it is of a new and strange breed. Are you also of the same mission?" With this, she stirred a bit, for she was worried for her mare, Morgaine. She had not heard the horse move for a while. Laewethë whistled for the horse to come, and sighed a sigh of relief when the dark steed trotted over towards the trio. She turned her attention back on the new stranger.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

'Why not?' Bandoras asked angrily. Dawn shook her head.

'They're here to fight us.' She said slowly. Bandoras' eyes grew wide. He sank to the floor, and looked up at the almost six-foot half-elf.

'So it begins.'

[Sindarin]

*Sindarin continued to watch the dark fortress in the far distance, and then turned his attention to Laewethe and Halindir*

"There are Elves in that fortress...and there is one in particular that especially interests me."

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

'Indeed it does.' Dawn answered. Bandoras shivered. Dawn smiled. 'He always did hate blood, that's why he got me.' She thought to herself.

She left the room Bandoras was in, and walked back into the courtyard of the imposing fortress. The Elves had finished, and they were conversing amongst themsleves. Dawn walked over to them, and watched as they all knelt.

She lifted her hand, and they all stood. 'Celegrimor, are they ready?' She asked, pointedly ignoring the rest of the group.

The silver-haired Elf walked to her side. 'Yes they are Mistress.' He whispered. She nodded, her eyes a ring of white surounding the pupil, and then black, creating an surreal look.

[Sindarin]

*Sindarin once again turned his attention toward the dark fortress upon the hill...

...He sensed the firery, formidable spirit of the warrior she-elf that resided within its cold, grey stones.*

"This Elf is something of a enigma," Sindarin thought to himself. "Indeed, her soul is quite mystifying...She is very powerful, and I would very much like to meet with her under peaceful circumstances."

[Halindir]

"Sindarin, who is this elf you speak of and what is her problem?" Halindir walks up beside Sindarin. "Tell me.

[Cuthalion]

A dark figure approaches from the mountains carrying a wounded being.Is it an elf or a man? Five guards get in his way closing the path to the Dark Fortress ahead
-Friend or foe?
From under the dark elven cloak, a strange look meets the guards
-I'm here to see Lord Bandoras. Tell him Eriol Elfwine has come and I bring no good news for him..

[Sindarin]

*Sindarin spoke in a silence voice*

"Wait, Halindir...I sense something acorss the vale...Someone draws near...A wounded soul is with him."

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

One of the guards walked toward Dawn. 'Mistress, Eriol Elfwine is here. He brings word to the Lord.' The guard nervously. Dawn nodded.

The guard walked to the door, and pushed it open, allowing Eriol Elfwine to enter the fortress.

[Cuthalion]

Eriol walks into the fortress and stands amazed in front of Dawn
I might have known. Here's one of your warriorsEriol leaves the wounded elven warrior he was carrying gently on the floor I only could save him the others died...just like two of my army.You have to stop this now. There's no use in having brother fighting again brother and I will not stand to see elven blood spilled by the hand of their own keen. Where's the little one,Lady Dawnnamira? Take me to Bandoras.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Very well. Dawn said icily. She turned to the other Elves. 'Take care of him.'

She looked at Eriol, and walked into the building. She took a torch from a bracket on the wall, and led Eriol to Bandoras' room.

She knocked on the wood door quietly, and then pushes it open. 'Eriol wants to talk to you Bandoras.'

[Cuthalion]

The hobbit kept staring at the man until...
Eriol,my old friend,what business brought you here,friend of the elves? I understand you want to talk with me?
-I don't know what you are trying to do,but whatever it is I don't like it.Stop this madness, Bandoras, you will have no victory...
- Unless, of course I have The Healer on my side...
-Don't even think about that. I'll return to my people and you will let me. My place is with the elves...
- You can see elves right here...
- Sorrounded by orcs and Uruks! Listen to me, they will destroy you. It's a powerful army coming for you. I don't want to fight and kill elves...
- But you CAN'T fight elves, my friend.It's in your blood,your weakness.I'll take care of your "army". You are afraid.
- It is you who should be afraid.
silence and tension began to grow between this two singular characters.It was like they knew what was going to happen
-So...hobbit
- Get away from me.If you change your mind....
- I won't.
Eriol walked away and looked at Dawn
-You should know better...

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn looked at Eirol, her eyes still the mixture of black and white.

Indeed I should, and I do. Dawn said as she followed him out.

I fight against my 'kin', although many of them have disowned me since birth, because I cannot go against Bandoras. He needs me.

She finished slowly.

[Cuthalion]

I hope you won't need him in the end.
As he walked along the fortress, an elf held his hand."Thank you" he said.Eriol knelt towards him and whispered something.Then he walked away.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn watched him leave. 'I don't need anyone.' She said icily.

She climbed the wall, and looked into the forest. She scanned the trees, and noticed three figures. She pulled back her ears, and jumped down.

[Cuthalion]

Eriol walked out of the fortress and noticed three figures in the darkness of the trees. He acted like he didn't but he had an arrow ready on his hand "Bandoras set me up" he thought to himself.

[Sindarin]

*Sindarin sensed the presence of two soul's silently watching he, Laewethe and Halindir from across the vale*

"They've been alerted to our presence...they're coming for us," said Sindarin in a quiet voice. "Do not disquiet yourselves...There is no need for concern..."

*Sindarin watched his two companions with a calm, undisturbed expression.*

"Do not dwell on fear and distress, my friends...They will not harm us. Trust me."

[Elbereth]

soft footfalls are heard behind them and soon an elf maiden appears, carrying a bow. She speaks quietly but clearly
Greetings, I presume you are the Lady Laewethë? I am known as Elwen and I have travelled far to join you. I too have cause to wish an end to the evil in this place. she indicates the fortress with one hand I hope you will let me fight alongside you and your companions. at this she turns and bows her head slightly at the men Will you allow me that?

[Cuthalion]

Eriol climbed up a small hill as fast as he could. Then he walked slowly towards the forests until the voices of the three (now four) figures could be heared clearly .
Elves! but now I can't be sure about enemies and friends anymore...
He decided to wait although he could clearly sense that his presence had been already noticed...

[Sindarin]

*Sindarin sensed a figure closely hidden within the shadows of the forest...After a moment of preternatural silence, the grey Knight began to speak*

"There is another amongst us..."

[Cuthalion]

Now, Eriol knew he was no longer unnoticed. Alerted but unarmed he took a step out of the covering shadows.A chill ran through his back as he approached the elves.Bandoras was right. No matter what would happen,he couldn't kill elves
-You shouldn't be here if you don't belong to the black fortress.There is evil all around and that can't be good for an elf.

[Arwen Elf]

"Yes, Elwen," Laewethë said before she sensed the man, then suddenly, "He is coming!" With this she unsheathed her sword. When he spoke, she hesitated.

"And what would you know of that?" she asked, sarcasm dripping at every word. She strode in front of the others, meeting him as he approached. She stared at him with cold gray (grey) eyes, keeping her sword in hand. "I know it is but a halfling who leads this force. He should not be hard to crush."

With this, Laewethë smiled, rather malevolently, showing a gesture with the word "crush". A shiver ran up her spine, as though she were changing. She felt very bellicose and warlike. She almost wished for the stranger to attack.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn had returned to the control center of the fortress, and she was pacing again. Bandoras watched her, his eyes following her as she walked back and forth.

'You're making me nervous.' He said. Dawn whirled around to face him, her eyes bright red.

'I'm sorry. But if I don't pace, I'll have to kill someone to release my hatred.' She said, her hand resting near one of her swords. Bandoras cringed.

'Pace to your heart's content.' He said. Dawn began pacing again. 'Thank you, I shall.'

[Sindarin]

"Lower your sword, Laewethe," said Sindarin in a quiet, yet demanding voice. "He will not harm us."

[Elven Daughter]

Renell sat quietly on her horse in the shadow of the trees, watching the elves from a short distance. Her elvish cloak kept her from being seen, even by elvish eyes, but she felt sure all must know she was there. Something told her to keep still. She was not elven, and it was likely that no one here would care to talk to her. She might even be considered an enemy. A rare feeling or regret for leaving her home so many years ago swept over her, but she shook her head silently to clear her thoughts, and it vanished. Then she asked herself whether it was her home in Rohan she truly missed, or did she now miss the woods of Lorien where she had been living fopr the past half year.

Forcing herself to take her mind of those thoughts, she watched the others closely again. Renell wished for sleep that she could not have. At least while she slept her mind did not trouble her with stupid thoughts and questions.

"You are a woman of Rohan, and that's all you'll ever be, with or without Lady Galadriel's favor. You are beneath the elves, Renell, what are you doing here?"

She spoke out loud, not realizing it until to late. She knew in an instant that it would probably attract at least one person's attention. She both wanted and did not want to be discovered. Now her fate was out of her hands.

[Arwen Elf]

Laewethë's sword dropped with a soft thud on the mossy ground. She had not the faintest clue why she had acted in such a manner. She turned. Her horse Morgaine sniffed the air and let a soft whinny of greeting. She heard a soft voice in the brush. Distracted ,she picked up her sword, glared at the stranger, then left the council.

The new person, a woman apparently of Rohan, stared at her from her horse. Laewethë was not sure if this was friend or foe, but she would not act as she had with that other one. She drew her arm to her side, not trying to be threatening.

"You come at an awkward and inopportune moment, Lady of Rohan. You wear the cloak of Lothlorien and the Lady Galadriel. You are here to join us in our quest?" With this, she turned her head, glaring at the other stranger. She turned back to the task at hand, and put her piercing gaze on the woman.

[Sindarin]

*Sindarin watched the Horse Mistress alongside Laewethe, secretly questioning the young maiden's presence here*

"Who are you...Lady of Rohan?"

[Elven Daughter]

Renell was silent for a moment. Her nerves seemed to have scattered. She felt as if she would turn and flee when suddenly her necklace shifted slightly against her skin as her horse shook an insect off. Taking the tiny mithril horse in her fingers, she remembered who she was. "You are no coward, Renell." she thought swiftly. Quickly, she recalled the elvish phrases she had been taught recently.

"Mae govannen, friends. Saesa omentien lle. Indeed, I have come to join you. My name is Renell daughter of Rehina, and indeed, I am maiden of Rohan, though of late my home has been in Lorien with the Lady of the Golden Wood, but there is little time for the story explaining that. May I ask for your names? "

She dismounted and stepped out of the shadows, revealing herself fully to their eyes. Nervously, she brushed a loose strand of hair out of her green eyes. Instead of looking at the elves in front of her, she gazed at the large fortress. A shiver went through her. An odd thought crossed her mind. Had her father been one of them? Had he been on "the wrong side," as her mother had always called it? Without being aware of it, her hand went directly to her bracelet, which made only a slight jangling sound that shook her from her thoughts. Something told her to conceal the bracelet again, even though she could see no reason. She quietly pushed it back beneath the small bell of her sleeve.

[Arwen Elf]

"I am Laewethë, a lady of Mirkwood. If the others don't mind, I shall introduce them, as we do have little time. Here is Feanaro." She gestured to her right. "Will you keep an eye on that other stranger?" she whispered aside to him. "This is Elwen, and Halindir. You come, as I have said, at an inopprtune moment, as a certain stranger has approached from the Dark Fortress. Perhaps with your skill as sword maiden you may be able to get him to confess why he comes hither from thither."

The elf no longer looked at the Lady with suspicion. For an instant she gave her a smile of welcome, but it was time for business. She again turned her attention to the stranger who had said nothing the entire time. She could not quel her suspicions.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell felt more at ease, but the presence of the stranger would not let her totally relax. Instead, her hand went to the hilt of her sword.

"Give me your name. By what means are you here?" she said just loud enough for the stranger to hear.

[Elbereth]

Elwen watched the introductions silently, bowing slightly when she herself was introduced. Silently she slipped behind the stranger Eriol, her hand reaching for one of the long daggers she carried
I would answer Renell with a civil tounge, stranger, unless you wish to find out just how deep a blade of Lorien can bite.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell's eyes widened the slightest bit when she heard Elwen. She gazed at the stranger for a split second before she released the grip she had on her sword. She knew hostility would not help. Instead, she showed her hands, empty of all weapons. She sensed no evil around this stranger. Still, she knew at the back of her mind that one could not be too careful, and was glad the elves still held their weapons.

"Will you speak stranger? Your name is all I ask. Come, I am no enemy if you be friend."

[Cuthalion]

Eriol looked at the woman but he couldn't stare at her for long. For the first time in his life,Eriol Elfwine,The Healer of Mirkwood hesitated
I am Eriol Elfwine. Do not be afraid of me, ladies. I came here from Mirkwood under the protection of King Thranduil. I guess we are all in the right side... when he said that,he would bet a spark passed through the eyes of the woman. Who was she? so doubtful and so fair and strong enough to bring hesitation to his heart .I think our friend elf here could have tell you something about me. You knew who I was before I came here,didn't you? ...and you know who I just met with in the black fortress...

[Elven Daughter]

Renell studied him carefully. "I am right in saying that you are not elven, Eriol? How is it that you come to us under protection of King Thranduil of Mirkwood? We are in similar circumstances, I believe."

She paused, glancing him up and down once more, clearly to be certain that he was not a deciever and liar. Once more she spoke.

"As you have heard, my name is Renell, but under the care of the elves I was given a second name, Naethwen. You may call me as you wish."

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn's head snapped up. She clenched her hands together and started for the door. Bandoras stood up and hurriedly followed her.

What's wrong Dawnnamira? He asked, still running after her.

That weak hearted 'healer' is betraying us. She answered, obvious disgust and hatred in her voice. Bandoras paused.

[Elbereth]

Elwen stepped away from Eriol and replaced the dagger
Forgive me Eriol, I should not have judged you so quickly. I do not trust easily and my temper got the better of me. I would wish to begin again...

[Cuthalion]

Don't worry,Elwen, I would not trust anyone under the circumstances...Turned to Renell I'll call you Renell, milady if you don't mindhe couldn't look at her for long again " What's wrong with me?" he thought and yes, I am no elf, I am a man. I think I know why most of you are here and we are in danger.We have to go now. Let's look for a safer place. Follow me He turned around and headed into the forest

[Sindarin]

*Feanaro turned to his compatriots*

"If you are all in agreement, we shall follow him."

[Elven Daughter]

Renell nodded and started forward, but stopped abruptly.

"Oh, wait, I have to do something first." She returned to where her horse stood patiently. First, she drew an elvish bow from it's place, attached to the saddle. Then, taking the saddlebag and placing it over her shoulder, she murmered a few words to her horse.

"Vanya sulie. Kela, Vanima, rima." The horse trotted off, away from the fortress, apparantly glad to be going. Renell turned and hurried back to the others.

"I think it will be safer to travel on foot. They know were here, or at least they will soon enough. A horse is too easy to track."

[Sindarin]

"Brilliant thinking, Renell," said Feanaro. "Yet, we must continue to stay on our guard."

[Elbereth]

Indeed, I too would feel safer if we left this place and found shelter elsewhere. We may have reason to fight against what is in that fortress, but prevoking an attack at the moment would be foolish.

[Cuthalion]

Not just foolish but suicidal. You don't know what you're up against. It is not just a hobbit concealed in that fortress. Quick! we have to reach that hill in the western side of the forest. We will find shelter there...

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn flew out of the command center and began climging the outside wall of it. When she had reached the top she looked down and began speaking.

Hear me all loyal warriors. One whom many of us trusted has betrayed us. Many of you know Eriol, and I want to tell you of his treachery before one of you are killed by him.

She looked around the courtyard, looking every bit a wounded Mistress.

Any warriors in our service that are found with him will be killed.

[Arwen Elf]

The elven lady was loathe to part with her horse, but did so begrudgingly. It was even more begrudgingly that she followed this man whom she still did not trust. Perhaps he wasn't the malevolent antagonist he seemed in her eyes, but she had developed a certain disdain for the male of the species of men. She knew them to be easily corrupted and quick to change sides.

As she followed the group in the rear, she kept her penetrating gaze on the man's back. So strong was her gaze, in fact, that in a moment of childishness she almost thought she would burn a hole into his back with her eyes. Laewethë could not help but smile at this lack of maturity, but soon resumed her mission.

A hobbit, she thought.The world controlled by a hobbit. Ha!

[Elbereth]

Elwen walked silently with the others, watching. It had been a day like this one when they killed her brother. Unthinkingly she ran a finger over the scar on her left palm, it was a day like this when she vowed she would never trust another unquestioningly again. Unconsiously her hand wandered to the hilt of her dagger and stayed there. 'We shall see' she thought, 'we shall see'.

[Cuthalion]

Eriol knew they had to get to the hill as soon as possible. There was no time to explain. Maybe later,maybe not at all.He knew he was bringing danger over those innocent beings, but he was on the run now and they were too.He was sure he would have to leave them at some point but the girl...that woman was confusing his thoughts.What to do now?

[Sindarin]

*As the group of travellers continued to wander through the dark forest Feanaro briefly sensed an internal conflict emanating from within Eriol's soul...

...After a moment of contemplation, Feanaro spoke to Eriol in a calm manner of voice*

"Are you troubled, my friend? the grey Knight asked.

[Cuthalion]

Eriol didn't look at the elf
There's no time for words now. We are getting closer....though you didn't answer my question before. You know who is looking at us from that fortress, don't you? You know this is not about "just a hobbit".

[Elven Daughter]

Renell, who had been following silently, suddenly spoke quietly. Her words had an odd quality, like to wind in the trees, but she was clear.

"I have seen a good few evils in my small numbers of years, but there is something about that fortress that is greater than anything I have ever known before, good or evil. I feel the eyes of a woman, of all things, and her eyes burn all things in their path, it seems. Alas, if these are the bad dreams of men I have no wish to see those of an elf... "

She fell silent, her head dropped towards the ground, and she did not look up for a time. Her face showed little emotion.

[Sindarin]

*Feanaro only smiled at Eriol's remark*

"I humbly beg your forgiveness, my friend," he said. "If I have been silent, it is only because the dark fortress could have spies in its service...spies who might very well be patrolling these same woods we now walk through...and to answer your question, I know not who is watching us from within the fortress...I only sense the power of their spirits which pierce the cold stone surrounding them."

*Feanaro continued, speaking silently*

"As for the Hobbit...I was hoping you would tell me who he is, for mere suspicion has drawn me to this forsaken place...far from my homeland, far from safety...and furthermore, if there is something else to this situation, I would like to know exactly what it is."

[Elbereth]

Elwen spoke for the first time since they had begun walking.
I too would like to hear more of what is in that fortress, I know only that it is evil and knowing too much will cost a life, even if the life taken is an innocent one.The last words were bitter even though her voice remained low and quiet

[Cuthalion]

Eriol stood in front of the hill as he was looking for something
There it is. Can you see that cave on the left? That's where we are going to spend the night. Follow me, I will tell you all I know about this menace. Feanaro and I will go first and make sure the cave is clear if you agree, my friend. The rest of you take cover in those trees over there.Suddenly he realized that Renell wasn't there with them. Where is the woman? Where is Renell?He started to run back the path they were following before Wait for me! He didn't have to go far. A few meters from there, Renell was laying on the ground. Renell, we cannot stay here, let's go.

[Elbereth]

Eriol? Elwen was walking back down the path to find the other two What's happened? Her voice was a strange mixture of worry, puzzlement and faint exasperation Renell!

[Cuthalion]

Take her with you. Feanaro!! come!! quick!!

[Elven Daughter]

Renell's eyes were closed, and she was only semi-alert. When she heard Eriol's footsteps, she sighed strangely. She didn't recognize anything. In her odd sleep, she called out softly.

"My father... Who is my father? Where is he?"

She suddenly was pulled out of her sleep, she became more alert. Here eyes opened suddenly, and before anyone could touch her, she lept to her feet, catlike. She backed away, and avoided their eyes while she brushed herself off.

"We mustn't linger here..." was all she would say.

[Sindarin]

*Feanaro felt an overwhelming sense of dread prevail upon him; he felt as if a demonic creature was lurking within the shadows of the dark forest*

"What is it, Renell?" the grey Elf asked, reaching for his sword, "What do you sense?"

[Elbereth]

It is not safe here, we ought to find shelter she turned to Renell Are you sure you are well? she extends a hand as though she were offering support ,but the gesture is not overly intrusive to Renell's personal space Tell us what is wrong

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn climbed down from and jumped the remaining fifteen feet to the ground. The warriors knelt and Dawn walked back into the black building.

She walked to Bandoras' room and walked in quickly. Bandoras looked up from the map he had been pouring over. 'Yes Dawn?'

He said quietly. Dawn threw herself onto a brown wooden chair and flipped back a strand of her midnight black hair.

'They're moving away, but I think they'll come back.' She reported.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell shook her head violently.

"I'm fine, I promise. I saw nothing. Visions and dreams are for the elves. Please, let's continue."

Her hand went to her wrist without her really being aware of it. It was just a familiar gesture. But suddenly she realized that her bracelet wasn't there. She spun around, her eyes on the ground, until she saw it a few feet away at the feet of Eriol. She started towards it, but he picked it up first.

[Sindarin]

*Feanaro sensed a disturbance from within Renell's soul...yet his attention quickly focused upon Eriol, who was now holding Renell's bracelet firmly within his hand*

"Eriol...What are you doing?"

[Elbereth]

Elwen surveyed the scene unfolding before her and felt a sense of something similar to a premonition of conflict. Whatever was going to happen next was not going to be a benefit, whatever it was. She fixed her eyes on Renell's anxious face Renell? Eriol?

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn whirled around, her nostrils flared. Her eyes search the wall in front of her and then she begins laughing.

Bandoras looks at her. 'What's so funny?' He asks. Dawn continues laughing.

'I believe I've found Celegrimor's daughter. And she's on the wrong side.' Dawn remarked. Bandoras' dark brown eyes grew wide.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell held out her hand. "May I have my bracelet back? It's very... special... to me. My father gave it to me."

She studied the bracelet in Eriol's hands. Somehow, it was different, not so much her own anymore. She stepped forward.

"Please..."

[Sindarin]

"Eriol," said Feanaro, "we musn't stay here...give Renell her bracelet back."

[Cuthalion]

Eriol's mind wandered on visions and somehow, unseen memories. He had seen that symbol before, or was it just the feeling? War...war and death. "We can't " he thought " I can't" suddenly he heard the voices of the rest....
I'm... sorry...Take it Renell...I think this is yours.... his voice sounded strange, weak, lost let's go, we have to move away from here

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

'Should we tell him?' Bandoras asked, his piping voice confused. Dawn walked to underneath the skylight.

'Well?' Bandoras said impatiently. Dawn shook her head. 'If we tell him, he'll stop fighting. The only reason he's fighting is because he feels they took his daughter away from him. If he found her, we'd lose him. Let's keep this to ourselves.' Dawn finished. Bandoras shrugged and Dawn smiled.

[Elbereth]

Elwen gave herself a mental shake as people began to think about moving on again. There was a strange feeling in the air, like that before an electric storm. Charged with static.
So where is this cave then? Any discussion can be finished there. 'stop it Elwen, you're being silly', she thought to herself, 'stop imagining what isn't there, no one is watching you' She cursed herself for being so jumpy

[Cuthalion]

Elwen is right. Elwen, take Renell with you, she looks weakened. Feanaro, come with me, we have to clear the path.

[Sindarin]

"Where is this cave, Eriol," asked Feanaro, "and more importantly...is it uninhabited?"

[Cuthalion]

It was last time I was here. Let's hope it remains that way...

[Elbereth]

Come Renell we will walk together. she turned to Renell and spoke quietly Are you well? You look as though you would benefit from a little rest. Come, the cave is not far. Elwen walked close beside Renell, ready to give her help if needed for Renell looked weary and tired

[Elven Daughter]

As Renell walked along, suddenly the need to talk consumed her. She spoke in murmers, mostly to herself, but she said everything so Elwen could hear.

"Do you know, when I came to stay with the elves, they gave me the name Naethwen. I was told that it meant "Woman of Sorrow" or "sorrow maiden." I thought that they were crazy at first for naming me such. Everything the elves did just interested me in a way I had not been before. They were so different from people at home. I thought about it for a while, and I realized they were right to give me such a name. I don't believe I've smiled, really smiled, since she died. You know..."

Renell trailed off for a moment, lost in thought.

"She died only a word too soon. Just one word."

Gardually, Renell slackened into silence, staring at the found as she went.

[Elbereth]

Elwen just listened, sensing that Renell needed to talk without interruption Oh, Renell was her only comment. She could think of nothing comforting and sensible to say so remained silent. She understood the sadness, she too could barely recall a time she had felt happy or even just relaxed since her brother had died she had been so caught up in avoiding grief and seeking revenge

[Cuthalion]

Eriol took some branches off the side of the hill next to a big log on the side of the path Here it is. I will go first and Feanaro can come right behind me. If anything happens just run and don't look back. There is no such thing as a safe place in this wood anymore.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn walked Bandoras back to his room and then walked to her own room.

She pulled back her black cover and laid down. She stared at the dark ceiling and felt for all of her weapons. 'I don't think I want to wake up tomorrow.' She thought as she stretched.

[Arwen Elf]

Laewethe gradually snuck away from the others. It was easy, since the commotion with the woman of Rohan had left the others' minds on her. Indeed the Elf did not wish harm on the girl, but ever since she heard they were to go to a cave, she knew she would not join them. And thus she left the party.

Silently, she walked the woods, hand on the hilt of her sword. She would not be induced to follow the party into a cave of all places. No. She vividly remembered the last time she was in a cave and it would not happen again. Besides, Laewethe had to get to that hobbit and tear out his throat.

Wait, she thought. What am I thinking? Perhaps the air affects my senses and drives me mad. Perhaps I don't belong here. But what would theythink? But I must get to that Halfling. He has perverted the entire race! And then. . .

At this, she stopped, not wanting to think of her other reasons for joining such a mission. For surely, though of a kind race, she had not only her kindness as a motive for this mission.

[Sindarin]

"And where might you be going, Laewethe?" asked Feanaro, as he approached her from behind. "Why have you wandered away from us?"

[Arwen Elf]

Laewethë turned and stared almost blankly at Feanaro. "Where is there to go?" she asked listlessly. "I cannot go into that cave. I will not go into that cave. And yet, I know not what I do. It's taking me." With this, she slipped down under a tree, dead leaves crunching softly under her weight. Her white gown billowed around her, as though she were surrounded by clouds. She stared up at Feanaro, and sighed, keeping her thoughts to herself.

[Sindarin]

"If you do not wish to venture into the cave with us, Laewethe, that is your choice to decide. Yet...what exactly is 'taking' you?"

[Arwen Elf]

"The atmosphere of this place: the air, the foul smell of evil, all of it. I cannot stay here, and yet I must. Feanaro, I grow weak. I begin to think that it is more than just nervousness or the anticipation of battle. I think I'm going mad." She glanced up at him, a pleading look on her face. Her pride would not allow her to ask for help, and besides, she knew not how anyone could help her.

The sun began to go down prematurely. Laewethë could feel the natural shadow of the night sky passing over. A faint breeze stirred the leaves. She closed her eyes and thought of many years she had spent under trees listening to the melodies of the leaves. Trees could tell so much.

[Sindarin]

"You fear something, Laewethe," said Feanaro, placing his hand upon her shoulder. "Please tell me...what is it you fear?"

[Arwen Elf]

"I fear being defeated by a hobbit. I fear losing the honor of my family." With this, she turned her head away, not willing to reveal her vulnerabilities. "Alas!" she sighed, trying to change the subject, "It has been a while since I have walked the forests. Life has been so burdensome and lonely. I've not had many chances to enjoy this world. Oddly enough, I begin to feel at peace, though I know war draws near." She turned her head back to face him, searching his eyes. "We may not make it. I am supposing you know this. This is not going to be a simple war, but then, none are."

[Sindarin]

"Do not be troubled, Laewethe," replied Feanaro quietly. "I sense great strength within you...Your spirit is strong, and you mind focused...

...Yet tell me, why is it you wish to fight this army?"

[Arwen Elf]

"There are so many reasons, I do not think I can count them all. It has been said that the hobbit has my sister, and my love. I don't want to. . . "she cut herself off. However, with an encouraging look from Feanaro, she continued.

"I did love him, Quandel, but his heart belonged to my sister. For a while I felt bitter, yes, I drank of that hateful cup. But my love for him blinded me. And my love for her. For she was my sister, and we were always so close, Maewanë and I. But one day, they left together, fleeing into the forest of my homeland. I know, for I saw them go. Oh, with such bitterness I saw them go.

"I know not if you know the feeling, but it tormented me. Oh, they were probably frolicing under the trees, dancing in the meadow, and I hated it.

"I awaited their return, with anger and malice in my heart. I thought that as soon as Qaundel and Maewanë came back, I would chastise them both, making up some excuse that Maewanë was needed at home, then I would part the two. But they did not return.

"A messenger, a man of a nearby village came to say that he saw the two go into a cave and that they did not return. But that was not his purpose. No, he said a vast host of orcs and elves had come to that village and ransacked it. They did not kill all, oh no. They would have as many prisoners as was within reason. Of course, there were some who fought back, and you can guess their fate. But I doubt my sister and Quandel had a chance to fight back.

"And so, my family sent me, knowing me to be both the strongest and the closest to my sister. . . and Quandel. Of course they did not know of my affections. And so, I was driven here with a guilty conscience and a broken heart, spurred on by internal blame. And so, here I am." The elf sighed and looked down at her gown. She knew not Feanaro's response, and she wished she hadn't told him, but from the first (besides the incident when she thought him a villain), she felt a certain comfort and safety with him near. She clasped her hands together and let one stray tear drop down her pale cheek.

[Sindarin]

*Within his heart, Feanaro felt as if he had become enchanted with the story Laewethe had told him, yet he also felt saddened.*

"There is still hope left," he replied, gently wiping the tear from Laewethe's cheek with his hand, "In the meantime, take some rest."

[Elbereth]

In the cave Elwen got Renell to sit down and began to make the cave a comfortable a shelter as possible. Too long had she lived in rough caves to forsake what little comfort could be gained. It was a relief to drop her pack and sit for a while. Elwen sat leaning against the rough stone and gazing out. Occasionally she glanced at the others before reurning to her habit of running her finger over the scar on her palm and thinking. Suddenly she noticed the missing people Where are Feanaro and Laewethe? They have gone? she asked, and shivered as she remembered saying almost those exact words once before. She saw herself as she had been that day, standing among the trees, her dress soaked in blood, her face turned up into the falling rain. She shuddered and forced herself to think of something else. When did you last see them?

[Elven Daughter]

Renell glanced about the cave silently, her eyes large, but not at all fearful. She took it in as if she had never seen something like it. Quietly, she murmered to herself.

"Like to the caves of Helms Deep. But I have not been to those caves since I was a small child, and yet the memory lingers..."

[Halindir]

Staring around the cave Halindir mutters to himself indignantly as if he dislikes the campsite. He walks outside the cave to gaze at the surrounding area. With a quick scan of the countryside he starts to climb a tree to get a better view. Then a startled look crosses his face and he says aloud, "I'm not sure staying in this cave is a good thing. I think we should strike out for someplace else." With that he hurries into the woods scouring the ground as he's lost something.

[Elbereth]

Elwen had returned to thinking and was as lost in thought as she could be when she was constantly on the look out for possible trouble. You have seen Helm's Deep? she asked Renell I have never been there but I have heard tales. Let us hope the fortress we fight against will not be so well defended.

[Cuthalion]

Eriol returned from the depth of the cave It's clear. This will be safe enough for tonight, at least safer than the woods. Suddenly, he noticed that two were missing Where are they? Feanaro and Laewethe?

[Elven Daughter]

"Let us hope not, my friend, for none have breached the Deeping Wall, and I believe none will." Renell laughed, but it quickly died as the memories came back. She missed her home more than she had thought.

[Sindarin]

*In the shadow of the forest, the darkness of evening crept ever closer as the sun's last ray of light disappeared over the horizon.

A cold wind swept across the realm of this ancient place, and Laewethe was sitting silently beneath an old oak tree; Feanaro stood quietly beside her, his glance fixed upon the impending darkness beyond*

[Elbereth]

Elwen turned to Eriol I do not know where they are, I noticed there absence but I thought it wise to wait for your return.
'I did not think it wise to leave Renell alone with you' she added to herself

[Cuthalion]

If no one else has a better idea I will go out and look for them.Eriol waited for an answer but the others just gave him silence back Well?

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn restlessly threw her cover off her. She sat up in her bed and then walked to a small white basin in her corner. She dipped her hands into the water and splashed it onto her face.

She walked out of her room and then into the command center. She pulled out a map and marked off several positions. She compared it to another map that was hanging on the black wall.

She chewed on a stick that she had pulled out of a pocket and then threw herself into an empty chair tiredly. She looked up at the sound of a footstep and noticed Bandoras entering the room. She nodded slightly and then pointed to the map.

[Elbereth]

Elwen considered the idea - she didn't trust Eriol completely but she did not want to leave Renell by herself or with him while she looked for the others Very well, we will stay here while you look for them. Halindir went out a while ago, perhaps he has found them? Come back quickly though - it is unwise for us to remain so separated she turned to Renell Will you stay here Renell? Someone must keep our shelter safe and I would rather it was more than one.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell smiled. "Of course I'll stay here. I have nowhere else I desire to go anyway. Just find them quickly, the weather is not going to hold for long..."

[Sindarin]

*In the imminent shadow of evening, Feanaro's thoughts were of the dark fortress...and of the forces that resided within.

At times, he would turn his attention to Laewethe, who, although fully awake, continued to take rest beneath the oak tree.*

[Cuthalion]

Stay here then. I'll be back soon with or without them "They should be looking for me by now. At least they'll be fine in there" Eriol thought "Tomorrow...I hope there's still a tomorrow"

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Bandoras inspected the map carefully and then turned to Dawn.

'Excellent work Dawnnamira.' He said simply. Dawn cringed slightly and then looked around her. Bandoras noticed her and shivered slightly.

'Here is a woman with a spirit stronger then that of Sauron.' He thought, and so it seemed to him for he was weak-hearted. Dawn looked at him and then suddenly collapsed. Bandoras gased and ran to her side.

'Wídfara!' Badoras called, panic in his voice.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell felt a sudden stab of pain. Her face blanched. Then, as quickly as it had come, it was gone. Renell quickly got to her feet and went to the mouth of the cave. She stood silent for a moment.

"Something is happening at the dark fortress. Dark and secret happening there... An illness, a pain..." she stood silently again, the wind blowing her hair back.

[Sindarin]

*At that same moment, Feanaro himself sensed a great inner pain emanating from within the dark fortress...and from within Renell*

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

A handsome mortal man ran into the room and immediately gasped. He pulled a horn from his belt and blew it loudly.

Several other males ran into the room and three began gathering medical supplies. Bandoras pulled back and watched as they examined her for any physical injuries.

She had a small puncture wound in her thigh, and they soom had it bandaged. She groaned loudly and her eyes slowly opened.

Bandoras cried aloud in his joy. He walked to her side.

'Dawnnamira, what happened?' He asked. She breathed deeply, clenching her fists to stave off the pain. She took another breath.

Something's wrong.' She said weakly.

[Elven Daughter]

After a moment's pause, Renell spoke again.

"Ed' i'ear ar' elenea... Mani marte? There is more than I would have thought behind the dark curtain there..."

[Elbereth]

Renell? Elwen walked towards the woman standing in the entrance to the cave Come, sit down, you are shaking badly. Please
Elwen felt that strange tension fill the air again and she began to feel a little dizzy. What in Middle Earth was happening in that place?

[Elven Daughter]

Renell smiled patiently. "I'm fine." she insisted, but let Elwen lead her back into the cave.

[Elbereth]

Elwen sat down rather heavily for an elf and rested her face in her hands. Nothing felt real anymore
What are they doing in that place? she spoke quietly, barely above a whisper. It reminded her of her only experiance of a small earthquake. She hoped nothing with ill-feeling towards trespassers would come to disturb them, she didn't feel like fighting just now

[Halindir]

Halindir comes running back. "We must leave quickly foor I sense a great evil coming towards us. One that would easily decimate us all." With that he runs back into the trees shouting "RUN! RUN!" with all his might. Growls and roars resound in the srronding countryside growing ever closer. Ringing steel can be heard in the direction that Halindir went.

[Cuthalion]

Eriol returned to the cave alone I couldn't find them and it's getting dark. Let's hope they return....there's something out there...

[Sindarin]

*Feanaro heard the thundering sounds of several creatures approaching quickly approching the dark forest in the distance, as Laewethe stood from the ground beneath the oak tree*

"We have to get out of here and regroup with the others," said Feanaro. "To the cave!"

*Feanaro took Laewethe by the hand as they both ran off back into the forest*

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn groaned again and Bandoras gasped. He looked at her arm and noticed something he had never seen before.

Claw marks.

He examined them carefully and determined they weren't like any he had seen before.

'Dawn, whats wrong?' He asked gently. Dawn clinched her teeth and answered.

'A stronger evil is coming.' She whispered painfully. Bandoras cringed and then kissed Dawn's forehead gently.

'Sleep. I will be fine until you are healed.' He said. Dawn shook her head and then fell into a deep sleep.

[Elbereth]

In the cave Elwen struggled with dizziness. She had to stop this, she had to get to safety. Whatever this evil was it would not wait for her to feel better. Renell, we should leave, it isn't safe and...she didn't bother continuing. She felt tired, maybe it had been her fate to die with her brother. Perhaps she ought to just stop fighting...

[Sindarin]

*Through the dark of the ancient forest, Feanaro and Laewethe continued their journey toward the cave, as the sound of venomous forces became ever clearer*

[Arwen Elf]

Not the cave, not the cave! thought Laewethë frantically.Anywhere but the cave! Please don't take me to the cave! I can't. . . I can't.

Her breast heaved as they ran. He was taking her against her will, but she could neither do nor say anything to stop him. Her already poor vision was getting blurry. The light and darkness were intermingling. Uh-oh! It's coming soon. I know I'm not going to last long!

She felt her legs give way underneath her, and all light faded into a black void. . .

"Why have you done this to me? It was your fault we were caught and killed! What have I done to you? I only cared for you. You were my sister. Now you are no better than the Noldor of old. Kinslayer!" It was her sister. Decked in a black hood, her pale face shown in the moonlight. "I know that you 'loved' him. How could any love come from your foul heart? You left us to die. Don't deny it, you know you did. Do you know what happened to him? Do you?"

Laewethë stared at her sister, Maewanë, for she could do nothing else. The scene was shrouded in darkness. No.

"Yes. Come here Quandel. Show her your face. Show the one who really loves you what she has done to you." Another figure approached, covered in a dark cloak similar to Maewanë's. He came so close, about two inches away from her face. And yet she could not make out his features.

"Laewethë," the figure whispered in a harsh hiss. "See what has become of your 'Beloved'." With this, the figure lifted his hood, and Laewethë felt a scream rise in her throat. Before her was a horror she had never seen. What she supposed was Quandel had a face riddled with scars and burns to such an extent that it was blackened. The once green eyes were now such a deep shade of black jet and red veins could be seen like a map of rivers. The once beautiful dark hair was now a horrible shade of blood red and cut to his chin. Such a sight she had never seen or even heard of in all her life.

"I know you have never seen such, but this is what you have done," said Quandel.

"And you shall pay," added Maewanë.

[Arwen Elf]

As you will now be able to see I (Dawnnamira) have edited the posts into one.

I understand what you meant Arwen, and I went ahead and edited them into one...


I hope you don't mind.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell took Elwen's arm.

"Are you alright?" she asked.

Without waiting for response, she grabbed the bag she had dropped on the floor earlier. Quickly, she drew her bow from it, and slung a bag of arrows over her shoulder. She also checked to see that her long dager was safely in place under her cloak.

"Come on, we musn't stay here. Hurry..." she whispered to Elwen. Quietly, she made her way out of the cave, hoping to stay unnoticed. It could only make things easier.

[Sindarin]

*Feanaro knelt beside Laewethe, who had since fainted into shadow. She laid unconscious upon the etheral path below, the darkness of evening closing in*

"What have I done?" Feanaro asked himself. "I should never have forced her back this way."

*Feanaro lifted Laewethe into his arms, as the hurried sound of footsteps approached quickly through the ancient forest*

"The forces of evil," Feanaro thought, "they're getting closer."

*The grey Knight looked at Laewethe, who remained in a comatose state*

"I'll take you somewhere safe," he said, "somewhere far from the cave."

*As an icy wind whipped amongst the brittle branches of the trees, Feanaro carried Laewethe toward safety, his stride was quick, yet the dark forces seemed quicker*

[Elbereth]

Elwen struggled along behind Renell, her packs and weapons dragging her down. She hated herself for being so weak and, worse, for showing it. Renell she spoke so quietly Renell did not hear Renell, please, I can't, it's too hard, please

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn walked in shadow world, oblivious to the figures hovering around her. The world was black and grey.

She looked around her and locked eyes with a dark blue figure. Dawn trembled, yet the figure held her gaze. It stepped closer and Dawn gasped in recognition. Suddenly she was thrown into the normal world.

She looked around and beckoned for Bandoras to lean close to her. She breathed deeply and then whispered something into his ear.

'Pallando.' She whispered. Bandoras gasped and looked into her eyes. She nodded and motioned for a piece of paper and pen. Bandoras retrieved one and handed them to her. She quickly sketched a rough drawing of the wizard she had seen.

[Elven Daughter]

"Elwen, please..." Renell pleaded quietly. "Only a little further, please..."

[Elbereth]

Elwen nodded slightly and tried to carry on but she had lost her natural elven grace and she stumbled as though she were walking on the deck of a ship I'm sorry Renell, I'm slowing you. Go without me, it is my fate, go

[Cuthalion]

I]Eriol was worried. Two of them were lost somewhere out there and he knew that meant no good for any of them.The forces of evil were looking for him. Lady Dawn wouldn't let him escape so easily. He didn't notice the two females walking out of the cave.[/I] Wait!! Stay here !! I'll cover the entrance of the cave and you'll be safe, believe me. I'll go out and look for the others. As long as I'm not with you you'll be safe. They're looking for me...[

[Elven Daughter]

Renell stopped and pulled Elwen down beside her only a few feet from the cave behind some brush. She heal her bow ready.

"Elwen... Elwen, what's wrong? I won't leave you. What business do they have with Eriol?"

She kept her eyes on the clearing and the cave entrance.

"It is not in my nature to stay hidden. The blood of the Rohirrim is in my blood, and I would sooner die fighting..." she murmered to herself.

[Sindarin]

*As the first hour of evening passed slowly into darkness, Feanaro continued to carry Laewethe deeper into the ancient forest...

...Further the grey Knight carried the listless she-elf into the heart of the dark forest, until they came upon a secluded opening within a great wall of oak trees.

Feanaro entered the opening, and carried Laewethe inside the safety of the hidden area of even more trees. A forest within a forest.

He gently set Laewethe upon the soft grass below, and placed his Elven cape about the she-elf to protect her from the cold of night.

Feanaro unsheathed his long sword, and stood beside Laewethe, listening for any sign of movement from outside the sanctuary*

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn fell into the shadow world again as she slept. She opened her eyes to see the dark blue wizard leaning over her. She gasped and then clinched her fists to ward off the pain.

'Why have you come to punish us?' She asked when the pain had passed. The wizard placed his hand on her thigh and whispered several words in a dark language that made Dawn cringe, even though she was accostumed to such speech.

A dark energy flowed through her, she felt rejuvinated. The wizard stood.

'I have come to help you.' The wizard said, leaning on his black staff.

[Elbereth]

Elwen felt as if she were walking in thick mist which was gradually beginning to clear. Keen elven senses began to return to normal and she sighed with relief Renell, what happened? What manner of evil has been in this place?

[Cuthalion]

Eriol took his sword and started walking outside the cave
Well, I'm on my own once again. Then it is my fate to face the darkness alone. I'm coming Lady Dawnnamira.He put on his cloak and started walking down the path...to the dark fortress

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn looked around and realized she was back in her room. She stood and streched. Suddenly she remembered what the wizard had said.

She ran from the room, looking for Bandoras. She found him on the fortress wall, looking into the darkness. He turned to her and carefully looked into her eyes.

She knelt and took his hands in hers.

He is coming. She said, her voice full of excitement. Bandoras' mouth dropped open. He shook his head in disbelief and then looked over the wall. A dark figure was knocking at the gates.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell yelled after Eriol angrily, and shot an arrow in his direction in vain.

"He is going back to the fortress, unless I miss my guess..."

She glanced at Elwen's stirring figure.

"Don't talk, rest..."

[Cuthalion]

Eriol felt the arrow whistling in the air but he didn't even turn back "It's better that way" he thought. "The woman is in danger.I remember where I saw that symbol, I have to fight them back"

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Bandoras leaned over the edge carefully and his face paled. Dawn jumped off the wall and ran to the gates.

She pulled them open and stepped aside. The dark figure entered and Dawn quickly shut the gate behind it.

Pallando, Welcome to your humble servant's fortress. Dawn said quietly. Pallando nodded slowly and then walked to the command center.

[Elven Daughter]

"I pray the Valars bring me close enough to you to kill you, Eriol. You are a traitor..." Renell murmered, still seethingly angry. Now the enemy would know that the group hid nearby in the woods.

She paced slowly, still glancing nervously around. She couldn't move Elwen yet, and she needed to wait for her companions to move.

[Sindarin]

*In the old oak forest, Feanaro continued to watch over Laewethe...

...The grey Knight gazed upon the unconscious she-elf from time to time, always wondering where in her mind she was...exactly where her thoughts dwelt*

[Elven Daughter]

Renell looked aorund desperately. there was no sign of her companions. She didn't know what to do. She tried reaching out with her mind, something she had seen the elves do once or twice. She felt it was hopeless, but at least worth a try.

"Feanaro??? Laewethe??? Where are you? Can you hear me?"

[Sindarin]

*Against the force of the evening air, Feanaro heard Renell's voice within his mind...

...The grey Knight sheathed his sword and looked toward the direction of the horizon, and projected his thoughts to Renell's mind*

"I hear you, Renell...Laewethe and I are in a hidden area of an oak entanglement. Laewethe is safe, yet unconscious...If you follow the direction against the horizon toward the heart of the forest, it should lead you to us without difficulty. Take caution, for the forces of darkness are travelling through this place."

[Elbereth]

Rnell, perhaps we ought to leave here. I will be alright now. Where are the others? Where is Eriol?

[Elven Daughter]

Renell's eyes flashed. "Never mind about him. Come on, if you can walk, we have to go. Can you feel where Feanaro is? I'm afraid I'm going to lose him..."

[Elbereth]

I can walk. Feanaro Elwen closed her eyes briefly to aid concentration as she sought his presence within her consciousness he is in that direction, Laewethe is with him, I believe, but she feels weak to my mind. Have you farspoken with him? Do you know what ails her? Enough, there will be time for conversations later, let's go.

[Cuthalion]

Eriol sat down on a rock, his mind was confused and every step he took seemed heavier and longer. He knew something was coming; it was a strange power coming from the fortress and he, alone and tired, was about to give up. He tried to listen to the trees but the silence was overwhelming. He heard some steps then... "Orcs!". Arvedui,his sword, was glowing red. There was no time for hiding now "I have to give the others time to hide" He took his bow and started walking down the path...

[Elven Daughter]

Renell smiled grimly as she followed Elwen. Yes, there would be time for talk, and she had much to say.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn and Bandoras followed Pallando as he walked to through the dark halls.

Dawn looked down at Bandoras and then up at the wizard.

Pallando turned around and looked at Dawn.

Where are the enemies?

[Arwen Elf]

"You are going to die," said Laewethë's sister. "You cannot stop it. There is nothing for you here. No love. No forgiveness."

"No! " screamed Laewethë, coming out of her state of unconsciousness. Her eyes opened wide. She could hardly see; everyhing was blurry.

It's my fault, it's my fault. I did this to them. Tears streamed down her eyes. If she had not been so jealous, if she had stopped them. No, no time to think of that. Where was she?

[Cuthalion]

"There he is!!" yelled the orcs. No elves among them, that was a good sign. Three arrows flew from Eriol's bow, three orcs fell to the ground, dead. Arvedui started to swing cutting heads and the rest of the orcs folded back for a minute, enough to pick up the arrows. They weren't strong enough for the healer, but an evil will could be sensed. Then the orcs attacked again..

[Sindarin]

"Laewethe!" cried Feanaro, as he knelt beside her. "At last you're awake!"

[Elven Daughter]

"Feanaro, Laewethe!" Renell cried softly as she and Elwen came upon them.

"What has happened to her, is she alright?" she asked Feanaro quickly, motioning to Laewethe.

[Arwen Elf]

"It's my fault! I did this! My fault! No! They're out there. Bruised, scarred, burned. The tortured him! They tortured him. No, no! But I didn't mean to do it. By all the gods, I didn't mean to!" Laewethë spoke this like a raving lunatic. She knew not where she was or what she was doing. She only knew his disfigured face and her malevolent smirk.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell's eyes widened in fear, and she gasped. Laewethe's raving brought back her own painful memories. Memories of her mother, laying cut and broken on the ground next to three dead orcs, trying painfully to breathe and prolong death...

[Elbereth]

To Elwen Laewethe's words brought a flash of memory:

Blood
blood on her hands
her fault
why
rain on her face
falling tears
falling rain
the sky is crying

Elwen blinked rapidly to clear the tears that pricked her eyes

[Sindarin]

*Feanaro watched Laewethe and Renell with addled wonderment...

...Within the depths of his soul, the grey Knight sensed the fear and pain emanating from the spirits of his two companions*

[Arwen Elf]

"I just as good as killed them!" cried Laewethë. "I must go to them, tell them I'm sorry. I must leave." She said these words, not noticing the others even existed.

The elven maid arose and looked at her hands, checking to see that the blood was not there. I am coming, sister. If it be my death, I am coming.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn's eyes intently studied her black leather boots. Pallando cleared his throat quietly.

'I can sense a group of less then ten headed this way. Perhaps you could discern more?' She asked, looking at a small pillar in the corner.

Pallando followed her gaze and nodded slowly. Dawn looked down at Bandoras and motioned for them to leave.

'We'll just see to our prisoners then.' She said as she pulled the heavy wooden door open. Pallando nodded absentmindedly and she pulled the door shut.

They walked down a small corridor quickly and Dawn pulled a torch out of one of the brackets that lined the walls. Bandoras grapsed her hand uneasily and she shook her head slightly. 'He never did like the dungeons.' She thought to herself as they reached the largest cell.

She looked into the cell and noticed that the two occupants were sleeping. She looked at the male's blood red eyes and smiled.

'Don't you worry...She's coming for you.' She whispered to him. She laughed quietly and then turned on her heel. Bandoras looked up at her and together they left the dungeons.

[Arwen Elf]

Before the others could stop her, Laewethë whistled for her horse. The black steed galloped towards her and she mounted. Pulling out her sword, she shrieked a horrific war cry, and rode to the fortress.

The sky was dark, and she knew not what time of day it was, for she had been knocked out for hours, at least, it seemed. Looking at the dark gate, her eyes flashed with hatred and fear. The two go together so well. Jumping off her steed, she hammered her fists on the gate.

"Let me in!!! Let me in!!! I'll be the first to have the Halfling's head on a plate!!!"

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

'My lady, there's an Elf knocking at the gate.' Said a dark skinned orc. Dawn turned toward the orc.

'What does it want?' She said sarcastically. The orc shifted and Dawn grabbed its collar. The orc gulped.

'It wants in.' The orc mumbled. Dawn released her grip and the orc fell to the ground. Dawn stepped over the orc and ran toward the gate.

'She wants in.' Dawn observed. The door warden turned toward Dawn.

'Don't let her in...yet.'

[Halindir]

Halindir fights off the last of the wargs and orcs and runs stealthily toward the fortress observering all that's going on.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

The door warden nodded slowly and Dawn turned on her heel. Bandoras watched as she left and then cringed as the Elf outside the gate yelled for his head.

He quickly ran after Dawn as she entered the dungeons. Dawn carried no torch, for her eyesight was that of her mother's people, the Elves.

She became aware of Bandoras following her as she neared the lowest level of the dungeons and patiently waited until he reached her.

He grapsed her hand in fear and she began walking forward and Dawn released him so that she could release the two prisoners.

'She's here.' Dawn said, pulling the male to his feet roughly. The female stood and looked at her confusedly. Dawn laughed at her and then grabbed the female's arm, pulling them both out of the cell.

[Cuthalion]

The orcs finally folded back. Eriol felt tired and the wound on his head hurted like hell. Not a big deal for the healer though.
"They should have reached Mirkwood by now" he thought " I hope they don't take long. I hope the others are safe" The wound wasn't there anymore. He stood up and started walking towards the fortress. Fear...that's all he could feel in that moment..

[Arwen Elf]

"Let me in! Let me in! I'll kill him! I swear I'll do it! I'll kill your foolish master." Laewethë's strength was giving way. Her horse was standing near, stamping on the ground out of anticipation, boredom, or anxiety.

She heard a noise, a click. "Now!!!! Let me in!!! I'll have the lot of you, but let me to the Halfling! Let me to him!"

Her heart was swelling with an unearthly rush of blood. She felt her sword hilt slip from her clammy hands and increased the strength of her grip. Why won't the idiots let me in?

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn pulled the male through the dungeons quickly, followed by Bandoras and the female. When they reached the outside the two Elves blinked in the sunlight.

'Here!' Dawn called loudly to four orcs standing near the gate. They quickly walked to her.

'Hold these Elves. If they escape, your heads roll. But I doubt they'll want to.' She said, caressing the male's black cheek.

She walked towards the gate and listened as the female tired of pounding on the gate. //I wouldn't call us idiots.\\ Dawn said to the Elf mentally.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell didn't move, simply stared after the disappearing elven figure.

"Two gone. Who will be next..." she murmered aloud

[Elbereth]

*Elwen turned to her companion* So what shall we do? What can we do but follow them? If we do not help them then they will die for certain

[Elven Daughter]

Renell shook her head slowly. She looked straight ahead, but saw nothing save her vision of the fortress.

"I know not..."

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn suddenly threw open the thick ebony gates, knocking the she-elf on the other side to the muddy ground.

Dawn peeked her head around the doors.

'Boo.' She said as the she-elf met her gaze. The she-elf jumped slightly and Dawn smiled.

'I believe you're looking for these two?' Dawn taunted as she motioned the orcs to bring them forward.

[Sindarin]

*Feanaro turned to Laewethe, then to Renell, and finally to Elwen...The Grey Knights' soul was suddenly weighed down with a firery conscious*

"Stay with Laewethe, my friends," said Feanaro. "you will all be safe here."

*Feanaro paused, a tempest of icy cold wind revolved throughout the forest sanctuary*

"I sense a tremendous storm of hardship is about to rain upon our companions," said Feanaro. "and for that, I must go."

*The Grey Knight left the impregnable safety of the labyrinth of trees toward the horizon, leaving his compatriots in the twisted security of the forest behind*

[Elven Daughter]

Renell jumped to her feet, startling her companions. She gathered her bag from the ground and slung it over her shoulder.

Looking after Feanaro, she muttered indignantly, partly to herself, but more to her companions.

"I'll not be treated as I was in Rohan. I may be a female, but I am not a fragile thing. I simply will not put up with being made of delicate glass. I'd rather be a strong mallorn. Are you coming?"

She asked the last part quickly, turning back to her companions.

"Please come... Laewethe, Elwen, please, I need you to come as well!"

She smiled entreatingly.

[Halindir]

Suddenly arrows rip through the orcs' throats, that were standing by Dawn, instantly slaying them. A horn sounds infront of the fortress and is answered many miles away by another one which is just vaugly audible. Laughter is heard from a clump of trees visible from the gate.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

As the arrows whipped past her Dawn instinctively dove to the ground, her hands over her head. She looked up and roughly grabbed the two prisoners.

She dragged them into the fortress and threw them to two Elves standing nearby.

'Close the gate idiots! Pull the gates closed.' She yelled loudly. Three mortals quickly pulled the gates shut and barred them.

'We're under attack. Battle positions everyone! This is not a drill!' Dawn shouted impatiently. The fortress immediately responded to her commands and Dawn grabbed the prisoners from the Elves.

'Bandoras! Where's Bandoras?' She questioned.

[Elbereth]

Elwen turned to Renell and smiled I'm with you friend, we will be as strong as mallorn trees together. I too am not delicate blossom of elanor

[Halindir]

The noise outside the gate ceases. Then the same horn is heard again and its answering call is colser and more distinct. "Surrender or be attacked," an elven voice shouts, directly infront of the gate.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn turned to Bandoras, who she had found cowering in a corner. She looked around the fort and noticed Pallando. She chewed the inside of her cheek and walked to him.

'I believe we'll take the attack.' The blue Wizard said calmly.

Dawn nodded and climbed the black wall. She reached the top and stood proudly.

'Attack us.' She yelled loudly. She turned and jumped off the wall and immediately gave the signals for the archers to move into their places.

[Halindir]

As the archers head to their stations most of them become pincushions instantly. "You still have time to surrender or give up the prisoner," shouts the same elf.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

OOC: Halindir, please check the OOC thread for a clarifacation from me.

IC:

Dawn looked over at Pallando. He shook his head and Dawn shrugged.

'Your force has but one more chance.' Dawn yelled loudly as she motioned for two hundred orcs to come near her. She whispered several instructions to them and they disappeared into the dungeons.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell's feet flew on the trail that Feanaro had followed only minutes before. Elwen ran ahead of her, her elf eyes picking up all signs. Laewethe followed Renell.

Renell closed her eyes and let her feet find the way. She felt a feeling of tension as they drew closer to their destination. The air was thick with it, and also something else... fear, perhaps?

Renell took a deep breath and kept on behind Elwen.

[Halindir]

OOC: Thanx Dawn

IC: The herald for the elves, who had been previously speaking before, shouts out the reply of "Never!"

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

'Very well!' Dawn replied as she picked up a nearby horn. She blew three short bursts and all was silent. Dawn smiled to herself in the darkness and then was pleased to hear the battle cries of her orcs as they broke the surface of the ground the enemy forces were standing upon.

She blew another short blast and arrows began raining from the fortress.

[Sindarin]

*Feanaro ran from the depths of the dark forest and stood upon a solitary hill overlooking the battlefield below, watching as an army of Elves and Men fought the Orc opposistion.

Arrows from the dark fortress fell like rain upon the battlefield, striking down Feanaro's fellow Elves, his allies of Men, and even his Orc enemies.

The Grey Knight unsheathed his swords, ventured impetuously toward the engagement ahead, and into the fray, quickly dispatching Orc soldiers left and right*

[Elven Daughter]

The three came soon to the edge of the woods near the fortress. Renell ran as fast as she could, but upon seeing the battle scene, she grabbed a tree to stop herself and stayed half hidden, looking aghast at the scene.

She knew to charge without protection was fatal. They would have to slip through unnoticed to find their companions, somehow. Renell knew somehow that Haldir was down there as well, though she couldn't see him. But now the angry feelings against him were gone. But the distrust she had for almost everyone was still there.

[Halindir]

Halindir, at the head of the Elven Army, helps controll the caos that befalls his troops as the orcs attack. Drawing his twin swords he jumps into the fray saving a group ogf elves that were surrounded by almost a score of orcs. Upon saving them Halindir calls his troops to fall back and regroup once they finish off the orcs.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

'Very nice.' Dawn said to Pallando. The blue wizard nodded in agreement as they watched the Elves finish off the orcs. Dawn smiled as the last one fell.

'I've been wanting to do that for a while.' Dawn said to the elf standing on her other side. The Elf nodded and whispered something into her ear. Dawn laughed quietly at the comment and looked at Pallando.

'What now?' Dawn asked the wizard as they climbed off the wall. Pallando leaned on his staff.

'Wait till they attack again and send out the Uruks.' He said. Dawn nodded and disappeared into the ranks of Uruks.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell turned to Elwen and Laewethe.

"Perhaps we could go to the gates..." she said, her cheeks rose pink from the running and excitement.

"We could learn what they plan to do, perhaps, if they would speak. What harm could we do them?"

She spoke quickly now, in a low whisper.

[Sindarin]

*As the last of the Orc soldiers fell dead, a cry of triumphant voices of Elves and Men echoed throughout battlefield.

Feanaro hurried across the field, and approached the leader of the Elf army*

"Halindir!" said Feanaro, his swords and clothing stained with black blood, "You and the troops must retreat to the depths of the forest. The armies of Elves and Men cannot remain here, nor can an attack upon the fortress commence, for I sense a second and far more devastating attack is about to release its fury upon us all."

[Arwen Elf]

OOC: Please read the OOC thread!

There was now a barrage of fire at the gates, so Laewethë made herself scarce. She turned to promenade around the black gates of the fortress.

There has to be another way in.

She rode around the gates, looking for at least a crawl space.

Even Helm's Deep had a flaw.

Finally she found it. She grinned with almost malevolent pleasure.

[Elven Daughter]

*OOC- Sorry Laewethe!*

Renell stayed still behind the trees beside Elwen, but her eyes searched the army of elves and men constantly.

"What are they doing, what are they doing?" she murmered to herself, wishing she could hear what was going on.

[Halindir]

"Fall back into the forest. Repeat, fall back into the forest," halindir yells to his troops. "Thanks for the heads up Feanaro," says Halindir. As his troops fall back Halindir scans the surrounding countryside for his companions that started the journey with him.

[Elven Daughter]

As Halindir neared the tree behind which she was hiding, Renell reached out and grabbed his arm, spinning him around.

"What are you doing? What's happened? Our company has scattered!"

Her eyes were growing frantic with the need to know the details. She needed to help, to be involved. She could not stand still much longer.

[Elbereth]

Elwen watched in silence as the soldiers began to retreat
Where is Laewethë? Halindir, what has happened?

[Arwen Elf]

"I'm going in," Laewethë said to her horse, "You needn't come." I'm going mad, she thought, but the mission was more important.

Quietly, the she-elf stepped into the gates of the fortress. No one was about, for they all seemed to be occupied at the front gates.

Good.

She would find her sister and her lover with little trouble. . .she thought.

[Dawnnamira Nerwen]

Dawn sensed the she-elf enter and smiled happily. 'She's coming.' She said to herself calmly as she dropped into the dungoens via a hidden trap-door.

Dawn walked to the cell where the two Elves were being kept and sank into the shadows near the iron bars that comprised the door.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell's eyes searched the area in front of the fortress frantically, searching for something. For what, she didn't know. This was so unlike anything at home in Rohan. Sounlike the Battles at Helms Deep. Renell didn't know what to think.

"Please, someone tell me what's going on..." she demanded in a low voice. "I have to know..."

[Halindir]

"Were falling back to regroup," says Halindir to Renell. "We shall attack again in due time." Halindir scans the battlefield and the surrounding countryside. Not liking what he sees he continues to fall back.

[Elbereth]

And this time we will be in the attack. Elwen stated it as a fact. She came to this fortress to fight, and fight she would.

[Elven Daughter]

Renell smiled at Elwen.

"I would not have it otherwise. I am no more of a silly doll than you are. I shall join the attack as well."

She watched the field through the trees. Before, she had been the one in the fortress, alongside her mother and her people. Now, she was the attacker, and she was alone as a member of the race of the men of Rohan.