Setting Sails for Valinor RPG

[Novnarwen]

Erfalas, Jack's Character


"This is all depending on the war, and the Ring-bearer, perhaps. None of this lay within our power. But we can and will try to do everything we can. This is something we all want, then let's make it together," Tanroth said and sighed.

Erfals understood this, but couldn't believe his ears. The ship wasn't after all their escape, there was by all means no guarantee for them to get on that ship. Erfalas shook his head. "When do you think the war will come upon us?" The Elf asked Tanroth, with a steady voice. Tanroth gazed at his companion, which made Erfalas unsure what Tanroth would answer.

"The Nine have already set out. The Ring-bearer is followed by them. Orcs have been seen. The war has already started, we just don't ...."

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Arrows and the hisses from them flying, surrounded the two elves. They stood up instantly, casting themselves into two directions. Erfalas could hear cries from behind. As he got a glimpse of a creature springing quite a few paces away, he knew that these were creatures - or rather Orcs.

"You must go back to the camp, and warn the others. I'll try to hold them back for a while" Tanroth cried. Erfalas sprang up, making his way towards the camp.

"We are under attack! We are under attack!" Erfalas cried. Erfalas had run towards the camp again, alone. Where was Tanroth? Erfalas found himself standing alone; no one of the others seemed to understand what was going on- or wake up for that matter. He took a wild grip of Rostion, who lay quietly just by the fire. "We're under attack!"

He was stricken by panic, but took his sword and held it firmly. Erfalas could in glimpse Tanroth, finally coming a bit towards the camp, driven by the orcs; who came violently towards his partner elf. The others seemed also to awake from their sleep as Erfalas faced one of the first orcs, who came running towards him, with a deadly blade.

[ November 09, 2003: Message edited by: Novnarwen ]