Elegost
Leuthenant
Steward of Arnor
One of the Last Rangers from Arnor
Posts: 72
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Post by Elegost on May 10, 2006 15:09:42 GMT -5
Elegost watched from his hide out as the orcs poured into the city. And waited for the correct moment to strike
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Post by Al'Ketâr on May 10, 2006 15:53:02 GMT -5
the orcs poured inn.. roaring and shrieking, two hundred big bloodthirsty orcs. they ran, but sqaw no enemy, no men with shining swords, no sign of archers who had shot ower the wall.. there was nothing...
the total loss of blood and battle comfused the orcs. they new the enemy was there.. but where? where was the soldiers..
the orcs ran into the town square.. there they stopped "where was the enemy"
All around them where emty houses, there where total dead silence, the kind of cilense when you now that someone are waching you....
the orcs culd hear their harts beating. The castellar. mowed trought his orcs.. "the rangers are her.. i can.. feel it, i can cense the blood running trough their veins.. they are in the houses ..
archers use firearriows, fire at the nearest hauses"
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Elegost
Leuthenant
Steward of Arnor
One of the Last Rangers from Arnor
Posts: 72
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Post by Elegost on May 15, 2006 10:52:44 GMT -5
Before he could do that The Ranger's revelaed themselves. They were in the upper levels of each building and shot into the Orcs. All who were lighting their arrows fell dead immediatly.
"NOW!" Elegost yelled as the dwarves fell out of the buildings and into the orcs.
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Post by Al'Ketâr on May 19, 2006 10:43:47 GMT -5
The orcs.. where actualy on the egde of breaking and running when the first arrows flew and redudced their number.
seeing the ten dwarves charging uot of the nearest buildings and begun redusing their number eaven more. the reamaning orcs ran from the open place and into some old looking houses and into a pub named "the prancing pony"
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Elegost
Leuthenant
Steward of Arnor
One of the Last Rangers from Arnor
Posts: 72
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Post by Elegost on May 21, 2006 5:49:08 GMT -5
Elegost had hoped they'd run into the Pub. Once they were inside sounds of screaming and clashing of steel were heard. A large garrison of the foot soldiers were inside. Orcs ran everywhere. Being slaughtered by Rangers and foot soldiers.
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Post by Al'Ketâr on May 21, 2006 14:28:47 GMT -5
Seeing that his minions was practicly beeng slaugthered inside the pub, the one castellar entered the building. When he entered it was a total mess. Half of the orc army was beeng pinned down behind some tables by a smal band of men shooting at them. Some other orcs was fighting in the coridors, while others ran around in fear, or simply lye dead at the ground. All that changed when the castellar entered. The orcs, fearing their lords most powerfull serwants more than their enemies, stopped running around and engaged their enemies in combat. The battle was on a knifeedge....
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