Recon

[Frar II]

Frar II had received news that the forces of Rohan had gone to War with that of the realm of Angmar. This was interesting news for the dwarves and Frar, saw an opportunity that he desired to take advantage of this. He had sent his army to aid the Rohirrim, with the request of Canos, an recent ally of his. However, he was truly no friend of the Horse masters. He and nine dwarves left the mines of Moria and made for the Rohirrim plans. They sought refuge in the outskirts of the forest of Fangorn. They were to afraid to enter deeper into the forest because of their fear of the Ents. Frar II did not entirely believe in the ents but he did not desire to find out. As they walked about six hundred yards deep into the forest the dwarves noticed what seemed to be a person or orc wandering alone in the forest...Frar ordered his men down and they sat and waited to see what was going on for they did not desire to be discovered.

[Moore]

The figuire they had seen was a good way off, she seemed to glow white in stark contrast to the evil, dark forest around it. At the chance to take a breather, the nine dwarves plopped down on the damp ground to have food and ale. Frar, however began walking toward the light, maybe two hundred yards. His dwarvish intuition really didn't sense any danger. Probably anything that contrasted to the forest couldn't be evil, but his short axe remained on his belt just in case. He continued through the rough path, until he scarace ten yards. The whiteness was surrounded my a fence of bushes, almost shielding it. Frar's observant eyes leaned in close to the fence. Like an angel, a woman stood in pool of clear water, completely naked, bathing. Her perfectly curved rear faced the gruff dwarf. Her nude body was flawless, perfect in every way, her long moist hair extended down her sexy back. Still facing away from him, she did not notice his presence. The air around was filled with a soft, sweet song that she sang...

[Frar II]

Frar II thought three things as his eyes beheld the woman in the pool. Firstly, the beauty that he was beholding before him. He ducked slowly behind a tree as to watch and to stay from view until he desired for himself to be seen. His second was curiosity. Why would a woman, all alone, be here, in Fangorn forest taking a bath in a pool, but not a far distance from the plains. The third thing that came to his mind was a trick. His mind wandered and began to believe that this was not what it appeared to be and there it was some spell or trick by some sorceress or wizard of some sort as to lure him to her. However, his attraction to her could not be denied as he looked back at the dwarves who sat by themselves, obeying his order not to move. He closed his eyes and shifted into the form of a man, and one of great features and looks at that and drew his sword from his sheath loud enough for her to hear, but stayed hidden....

[Moore]

A loud gasp was heard as the woman's face jerked to the location of the sound. Her face was just as beautiful as the rest of her. Her piercing blue eyes scanned quickly, showing a tinge of fear. She quickly grabbed a thin white cloak from the bush and wrapped it around her before finally turned to face the dwarf. She couldn't see the dwarf as her sexy eyes quickly looked around. Her beautiful body still glistening with the water. The 9 other dwarfs were more than concealed by the two hundred yards of thick forest. The thin sheet barely wrapped around her, scaracly reaching to her legs, barely covering her ample bust.

[Frar II]

Frar did not allow himself to be seen. He had been well trained to keep himself hidden, and thus he was easily doing so, but all the while watch what the woman was doing and where she was looking. As he head turned to look another direction, he moved slowly from the position that he was in and moved to another without a single sound, all the while moving closer to her. The forest of Fangorn was dense and thus his movements were easily concealed. He was now but four yards from her but invisible to her because of the cover he had chosen. He picked up a small rock, and through it in the opposite direction, knowing the noise would frighten her again and force her to look.

[Moore]

She jerked around in the direction inverse of Frar. Fear evident in her actions. As she spun, the thin sheet around her, barely covered, showing a noticeable amount of her sexy backside. Her legs flawless legs were tensed as she was ready to run at any moment. She continued scanning...nothing. There had to be something out there....right? No. 'Moore. Calm down.' Her sweet voice said to herself. She was totally oblivious to the warrior dwarf right behind her. Only 4 yards a handfull of bushes seperated the dwarf from the naked angel. Moore was no trained warrior, she could defend herself for a short moment, but didn't even stand a chance in resisting the strength of the dwarf. He had complete power over her if he wished.

[Frar II]

Frar watched as his plan was more than working. He had this woman confused up one way and down the other. Frar Changed into his human form so that whenever he showed himself he would have no problem forcing the woman to do his will. As she turned again, her back facing him he stepped away from the bushed and moved quickly to where he grabbed her from behind, his hand firmly around her waist while his other arm brought his sword around and grazed it against her neck. He pressed the weapon firmly against her, barely enough not to break her perfect skin as his desires began to grow rapidly now that he held her as his own.." It is a pity, one as beautiful as you should be all alone, left to the devices of dangerous men such as myself.." He said coldly in her ear as he pressed her up against a nearby tree with him still behind her.

[Moore]

She squeeled slightly, before she felt the cold steel upon her throat. Her face a picture of abject horror. Her blue eyes, wide in absolute fear. Her thin, firm waste held tight but this man. She barely held her sheet against her body, a last pathetic barrier against this man. 'Please." She whimpered, her sweet voice only enliving the dwarf even more. The frigid metal of his armor chilled her half covered ass, as he held her close against him. She dare not scream, for the slightest movement remove her throat.

[Frar II]

Frar heard her whisper and this only encouraged him further. It was rather amusing, the women of this realm. They seemed to have no cares, and assumed that the minds and hearts of all men where just and that their will would always be looked at first. He laughed mockingly in her ear as he spun her around quickly as to face him, the sword still poised tightly against her neck as he did not desire to move it as of yet. " Please? You expect mercy? " He asked with a cruel smile. " And why would i give it? " He asked as he looked over at her. " You interest me not.." He said as his words were not true, but he desired to stay in complete control..

[Moore]

This alarmed her further. If she did not interest him, he had no real reason to spare her life. Her pleas came next. "Please sir. Do not kill him. I have money. Anything, spare me good Sir." He laughed inwardly almost as loud as he did outwardly. He acted like he would destroy her, no, that would be a waste. What male in their right mind would damage a jewel such at this. None. But he would use this jewel for it was worth. He owned it. She was powerless, the angel was powerless to his masculine will. His muscles, not even forced as he careless held in death's grip. It was only the start. "Please..." Sweet tears, barely held back, resided in her icy eyes.

[Frar II]

Frar was merely doing with this woman. He knew that his desires for her were extremely great and thus he would certainly pursue such urges. He begs and pleads for her life were that of little importance to him. After all, he had money, and he had power, he needed neither of the two. He decided that if she valued her life she would work for it. He also knew that he had no need for his sword in the least for he knew that he could easily break her with his bare hands. He stepped away, sheathing his sword as the water from her body had pretty much made her white cloak completely transparent. " Entice me.." He said gruffly as he grabbed her by her hair roughly and through her to the ground in which she toppled over into the pool in which she had been bathing in..

[Moore]

She fell, splashing into the water, face first, she quickly came out of the water, still pathetically clutching the thin cloth upon her front torso. He mockingly stood over her. His masculine will, entirely controlling him, and he loved it. The woman before was beyond sexy, every curve of her body, even the barely covered torso was the epittamy of perfection. He cast his sword and sheath to the side, out of the small pool. There could have been a war going on around him and he wouldn't have noticed. He wanted one thing, and that was all he could think of, and she had the power to give it to him, and he love forcing it out of her.

[Frar II]

Her body now was soaking wet, making her appeal all the more tempting. His urges were controlling his thought process by now and he desired her more than he had desired many other women in his life. She was weak and frail. She knew not how to defend herself, she had no weapon and there was nothing that she could do to defend herself. As she rose from the water, still clinging to the cloak he grabbed her by her hair and dunked her back into the water and held her head their for a minute before he released her and through her back onto the mossy forest floor. His hand grabbed her hair again and with one arm yanked her to her feet and through her roughly against the tree and waited...if she was going to live she would earn it.

[Moore]

Abject horror visible over her entire body. She couldn't take anymore, barely holding herself up against the tree as he struggled for the breath she had been deprived. The man's mocking smile, spoke volumes to her. She shivered slightly and then slowly her eyes. The dwarf's eyes examining her, as if planning the agenda of events. His smile, unsatisfiable. With her eyes closed and thin sheet, barely held on her, she spoke, "Let's begin." Frar's dwarvish laugh couldn't be contained, as he belted it out. He took a step forward, he was in control. "Hmm, where should you start?" His methodical thinking, was shortlived.

[Frar II]

Frar knew that the woman before him would do nothing, and that, was slightly frustrating for him. For he enjoyed many things. Holding power over someone and knowing that he was in control. He had already established that and thus craved it no longer. The second thing that gave him joy was that of watching someone beg and do whatever he wished so that he would not slay, destroy, or do whatever else he desired to them. He smiled as he began to think and an idea jumped into his head. He stepped forward and pulled away the cloak that had been concealing her body and stepped away from her again. " Run.." He said with a cruel smile as he pointed in the direction his dwarves obviously were not.