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Saraphim · 04-25-2004, 11:18 PM

The reaction of Ori and Flori to the news of Oin's demise and the lack of escape threatened to break what was left of Narin's courage.

He felt his strength go, sapped by Lin and his swift battle to the Chamber of Records. A fresh batch of orcs burst through the door, and Narin took his stand next to Lin and tried to quell his pounding heart.

As the orcs bubbled up from the opening, thoughts bubbled from his mind; memories of a life he was proud of, and they gave him strength

He thought of his brother, who had protected King Dain to the death.

He thought of Floi, who had fallen only after slaying a great troll of the mountains.

He thought of Balin, and how the love of Dwarrow-Delf had allowed him an honorable death.

These thoughts fueled his energy as he pushed his was through the fray.

Suddenly, a scream that he recognized tore into his mind. Looking around, he saw Lin fighting tooth and nail with a massive goblin near the wall.

He ran towards her and imbedded one of his axes into the foul creature's back.

In its last moments, the orc turned and stabbed Narin in the stomach.

The orc fell on its face. Narin took longer, dropping to his knees and pulling the blood-covered blade out of his body and letting it clatter to the ground. He kept his remaining axe in his hand and slumped against the wall.

"The pain is gone," he said slowly," I think I will be alright."

He could see Lin in front of him, but the room was growing dark. He smiled.

So my adventure will end as it began, he thought.

"Goodbye, Linsie," He said.

And thus Narin of Moria died.

04-25-2004, 11:18 PM	#11
Saraphim Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Nov 2003 Location: The other side of freezing. Posts: 404	Narin The reaction of Ori and Flori to the news of Oin's demise and the lack of escape threatened to break what was left of Narin's courage. He felt his strength go, sapped by Lin and his swift battle to the Chamber of Records. A fresh batch of orcs burst through the door, and Narin took his stand next to Lin and tried to quell his pounding heart. As the orcs bubbled up from the opening, thoughts bubbled from his mind; memories of a life he was proud of, and they gave him strength He thought of his brother, who had protected King Dain to the death. He thought of Floi, who had fallen only after slaying a great troll of the mountains. He thought of Balin, and how the love of Dwarrow-Delf had allowed him an honorable death. These thoughts fueled his energy as he pushed his was through the fray. Suddenly, a scream that he recognized tore into his mind. Looking around, he saw Lin fighting tooth and nail with a massive goblin near the wall. He ran towards her and imbedded one of his axes into the foul creature's back. In its last moments, the orc turned and stabbed Narin in the stomach. The orc fell on its face. Narin took longer, dropping to his knees and pulling the blood-covered blade out of his body and letting it clatter to the ground. He kept his remaining axe in his hand and slumped against the wall. "The pain is gone," he said slowly," I think I will be alright." He could see Lin in front of him, but the room was growing dark. He smiled. So my adventure will end as it began, he thought. "Goodbye, Linsie," He said. And thus Narin of Moria died. Last edited by Saraphim; 04-25-2004 at 11:22 PM.