Riding

[Erkenbrand II]

Erkenbrand rode on his white steed across the plains of Westfold, watching sun setting into the west.

[Rhedri]

Rhodry was finishing his patril when he saw a rider in the distance. As he got closer he saw it was Erkenbrand, riding up beside him his spear in hand and the rohan flag flapping in the wind he matched Erkenbrands pace. "How are you today Erkenbrand?"

[Erkenbrand II]

The wind blew against Erkenbrand's body. He shivered slightly when a voice of a man behind him "How are you today Erkenbrand?" Erkenbrand turned his horse to face the stranger, "Greetings! Who are you to ride up to me in this time when my bodyguards aren't even with me?"

[Rhedri]

"Im Rhodry son of Erdohr. I doubt you need and body guards sire, as i have heard you are one of the greates fighters. Perhaps we may practice together sometime." Rhodry replied bowing in his saddle. "Why do you travel out here alone?"

[Erkenbrand II]

"Ah. Greetings Rhodry, son of Erdohr, I knew your father well at the Pelennor fields," Erkenbrand smiled. "It is an honour to have son of such a brave man as a companion in this hour."

"And why am I travelling out here alone?" Erkenbrand laughed. "I alway love to see the sun setting on the westfold plain."

[Rhedri]

"Yes to be a fighter like my father is somthing i doubt ill ever be but i shall try my hardest." Rhodry hefted his spear, rembering his fathers body being brought back on a stretcher a flag of rohan draped over his body.
"Even tho the sun is beaytiful at this time i think we should be getting back before it gets dark my lord"

[Erkenbrand II]

"Aye," Erkenbrand smiled. "It will be dark soon. I will stay here for several more minutes.

OOC: Sorry, I'm rping on three site at a time LOL. So I my posts will be short.

[Rhedri]

(ooc: No problamo.)

Rhodry turned his horse kicking his heels and galloped back home, leaving Erkenbrand alone.

[Erkenbrand II]

"Good Bye," Erkenbrand said he raised his head feeling the evening wind, the sun lowered it self, past the horizon, its last light shone red like blood upon the ground. 'Kinslayer.....' The ground seemes to speak to him. This was the plain where thousands of rohirrim died, fighting each other in the civil war. The picture of that day still haunt him, thousands of rohirrim with their horses lay in pools of blood. The suvivour mourned for their comrades. He was standing speechless, great was the horror of Kinslaying!

Although it's been many years since that event occured, it could not be erased and his deep wound inside could not be healed. Erkenbrand sighed and turned his back, galloped away into the darkness and starless night of the east. He would be home soon.