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piosenniel · 01-30-2003, 01:35 PM

Carchmoroth loped to the back of the fray, and re-entered the trees. At a loud bark from him, his seven waiting wolves attacked, spreading themselves out among the party goers.

Four of them harried the ones called Celebmornie and Fin. The man and woman stood back to back, swords drown defending themselves as the wolves feinted in and out, drwing blood from their victims legs. One of the wolves ran in, teeth snapping, drawing the attention of the two beleaguered warriors, drawing all their attention to him. From behind, the other wolf gathered his strength and leaped . . .

Another three surrounded Ned, Autumn, and Gaddy. Eyes blazing, jaws slavering at the thought of rending them from limb to limb, the Wolves attacked them in a frenzy . . .

Dúgoroth, the younger male Warg, was enjoying himself chasing the partygoers in therir finery about the area. Running swiftly behind them, he would nip at their heel and the backs of their knees, herding them like so many frightened sheep.

'Stop playing with your food!' shouted his sister, grinning in her ghastly Wargish way. She trotted slowly past him, following the fat mayor, like a cat after a mouse.

Carchmoroth made the rounds of the buffet table, yanking on the tablecloths so that all the mannish food fell to the ground. 'Ah! Here it is!' he growled to himself. He rolled one of the ale casks from its supports and nosed it toward the protection of the trees. Once they were done here, he and his pack would celebrate in style . . .

[ January 31, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

the real findorfin · 01-31-2003, 03:35 AM

As the wolves charged, Fin and Celeb closed ranks and drew their weapons. The Ranger cursed himself for leaving his sword unattended, he only had his knife to play with. Celeb was in a similar situation. Immediately two of the wolves came at them and circled, waiting to pounce.

"Damn these things," Fin muttered, "I was about to dance with Celeb!" He swung out quickly and took the wolves by surprise, leaving them no time to counter before he was back in a defensive position.

"As long as we are here, less Breelanders are being hurt," he whispered to the beautiful maiden beside him. "We need to keep them here."

As he spoke the first wolf jumped at him. He side stepped and threw a fist into the wolves jaw, hearing an audible crack as a reward. But as soon as it had landed it turned and attacked again. As it came in, Fin saw the second wolf leap at Celeb and his anger swelled. As the wolf jumped he ducked and rolled, cutting the neck of the wolf with his knife. As the dying beast fell it racked his arm and the knife flew away. Fin was now unarmed.

He rose quickly, only to see the wolf closing in on Celeb. She was on the ground against a tree with the beast a mere second away. He glanced at his knife that had been flung away but had no time. With a giant leap he tackled the wolf in the side, rolling away into the trees. They rolled until they hit a huge tree root and unfortunately, the wolf came out on top. He racked Fin's face visciously, cuting a gouge from his cheek. The ranger cried in pain and launched a mighty blow with his fist, sending the creature reeling. As they fought, he thought, almost humourously, "I've fought trolls in the north, orcs in the east and won, but now I stand alone without a sword and what am I...useless." He sighed with remorce before a picture of the breeland children entered his mind.
As the wolf charged again he cried, "I will not let foul evil as though hurt the innocent, be gone demon creature," and he collided with the wolf. As they grappled, blood flying from him, he saw something in the trees. Was it help? But as four padded feet emerged his hope went.
"Well, I can still kill you," he shouted and with a huge wrench, snapped the neck of his enemy.
The second pounced.

Helkahothion · 01-31-2003, 01:16 PM

Anuionin carried Hamfast towords a table and laid him on it. He than rallied all the woman and children behind him. The group was save for the moment, but could not be left unatended. He would not let them down. A wolf came towords them, but the dwarf and the group behind him, gave the beast second toughts and it went back again. Anuionin held his axe ready, but is was not necesary. Non of the wolves came close. Maybe it was his powerful apearence.

Maybe it was the splitted body of the wolf next to him that coused the fear.
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Helkahothion · 01-31-2003, 05:09 PM

The people where save, for now. Anuionin tolled them to go into the inn and stay there while the rest would take care of the wolves and Warg's. They took Hamfast along with them. Before Hamfast was taken away, Anuionin could here him say:

"I took care of two. I killed two master Dwarf."

Anuionin waited till the villeger's where out of sight. Then he grabbed his two-handed axe and rushed into battle. Ned, Autumn and Gaddy where surrounded by tree wolves. They where circling them. Ned held his sword up high and screamed terrible curses at the wolves. Anuionin smiled. He had tought him just a little that morning, but it was enough. The wolves did not closed in on the tree..... yet. Anuionin rushed to there aid, but the wolves had already started their offensive. On of them leaped at Autumn. The hobbitlass struck him in the stomach and healed her arm back, causing a massive wound. Ned, in all his anger, slashed at the wolf and killed it. But he did not pay attention to the other two. The two wolves leaped. One at Ned and one at Gaddy. Ned was to surprized and was struck down. The wolf was clawing on his chest and Ned was beating back with his sword, but he barely did any damage to the beast. Autumn rushed to Ned's aid and struck the wolf in the back. But the poor gaddy was unatended. The wolf missed him, but charged him right afther he landed. He jumped untop of Gaddy and he also fell over. Gaddy had more luck than Ned and managed to get his sword inside the wolf's flank. But the wolf was getting the best of him. Right at the moment that Gaddy was stugling and felt that he lost control a large pound fell on the wolf. Gaddy felt all the air being pushed out of his long's. The wolf was trown of him and Gaddy gasped for air. He could just get a glimp of a laughing dwarf face.

"At your service mister Gaddy" Anuionin said. ANd ran to the aid of Autumn and Ned. Autumn had dragged the wolf of of Ned and tried to stab it. But the wolf was cunning and snapped at her leg, getting a firm grip. Autumn yelled. Ned, who grew fond of the lass and rushed to her aid. He stabed the wolf in the back. The wolf, now very mad, scratched him in the face with his back paw's. Autumn felt the grip growing stronger and tried to strike at the wolf. But the beast was to low. The wolf, desperatly clamping on to the leg of the lass. Was as tight as a lock. Anuionin ran over to thw wolf. In his madnes he kicked the creature in his stomach. It flew and Autumn grabbed this one oppertunety. She took a firm grip of her knife and struck as hard as she could at the wolf's head. A cracking noise was heard and the knife went trough the skull like a knife trough hot butter.

In the meanwhile, Fin was facing a wolf totaly unarmed. He had managed to get it away from Celeb. The wolf charged him and Fin had no time to get his weapon's. It flew trough the air and went right for his troat. Fin had a fast reflex and saw his chanse. He stepped aside adn the wolf flew past him. He healed his arm back and like an arrow from a bow his arm flew forward, striking him in the neck. The wolf flew sidewards away from the ranger and landed on the gras. The one blow was enough to kill it.

The Warg's did not care much for these anymore. They where outnumbered and went afther the villagers. They chased them to the "Prancing Pony" and got there before they did. But what they did not encounter where the mad Hobbit son's of Hamfast. Armed with bread knifes they attacked the Warg's. They slashed and struck at the Warg's causing minor injuries. Not bad, but nasty all the same. Scared by this counter attack, the Warg's choosed a different path.

Outa here.

Still gasping breath from the long run the Mayor said to Hamfast:

"Youre famaly must be some breathing nest for heroes Hamfast."

Hamfast said nothing. He was happy.
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Durelin · 02-01-2003, 11:32 AM

As soon as the lights went out, his sword was in his hand. He moved his family away and got ready to defend them with his life. As a wolf came he slashed and hacked over and over until it was still. Another sprang at him. He pushed his sword upward and caught it in its stomach. Only then did he notice the searing pain in his arm. He looked down at the bloody arm where the gash was almost invisible under the blood.

Hamfast was dazed from the pain of his arm. He tried to bring his sword arm up, but it hadn't budged. His brain couldn't connect with his muscles and he lay there limp. The wolf was licking its lips, getting ready for its big meal before him. Atleast I'm a hero now he thought. Then the hobbit saw the flash of a familiar axe and two halves of a wolf lay at his feet.

He only half felt Anuionin pick him up and when he spoke it sounded far away. The hobbit hadn't been hurt this way before and it was a shock. Once laying down away from the dead wolves he gathered up his strength and tried to focus on what was going on around him. He was doing better already and he even remembered that he had killed two wolves. As excitedly as he could get with his bloody arm, he told his friend of the two wolves. But he was in for a bigger suprise, Anuionin told him of his own son killing a wolf. And the mayor, "You're family must be some breathing nest for heroes Hamfast." He was a hero, and so was his son! His wife loved him, and his children were proud of him. He had a good friend, who had saved his life, and he was alive. This was the happiest day of his life.

[ February 01, 2003: Message edited by: Durelin ]

[ February 01, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

piosenniel · 02-03-2003, 02:49 AM

The Wolves were all dead at the hands of the villagers. Perhpas this was not the right time to reclaim the hunting rights to this land.

Carchmoroth led Dûrêl and Dúgoroth away from Bree-land,to the north. They would rest and regain their strength. They would bide their time. and when circumstance proved favorable, they would return . . .

01-30-2003, 01:35 PM	#121
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	Carchmoroth loped to the back of the fray, and re-entered the trees. At a loud bark from him, his seven waiting wolves attacked, spreading themselves out among the party goers. Four of them harried the ones called Celebmornie and Fin. The man and woman stood back to back, swords drown defending themselves as the wolves feinted in and out, drwing blood from their victims legs. One of the wolves ran in, teeth snapping, drawing the attention of the two beleaguered warriors, drawing all their attention to him. From behind, the other wolf gathered his strength and leaped . . . Another three surrounded Ned, Autumn, and Gaddy. Eyes blazing, jaws slavering at the thought of rending them from limb to limb, the Wolves attacked them in a frenzy . . . Dúgoroth, the younger male Warg, was enjoying himself chasing the partygoers in therir finery about the area. Running swiftly behind them, he would nip at their heel and the backs of their knees, herding them like so many frightened sheep. 'Stop playing with your food!' shouted his sister, grinning in her ghastly Wargish way. She trotted slowly past him, following the fat mayor, like a cat after a mouse. Carchmoroth made the rounds of the buffet table, yanking on the tablecloths so that all the mannish food fell to the ground. 'Ah! Here it is!' he growled to himself. He rolled one of the ale casks from its supports and nosed it toward the protection of the trees. Once they were done here, he and his pack would celebrate in style . . . [ January 31, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ] __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.

01-31-2003, 03:35 AM	#122
the real findorfin Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Oct 2001 Location: Mirkwood Posts: 514	As the wolves charged, Fin and Celeb closed ranks and drew their weapons. The Ranger cursed himself for leaving his sword unattended, he only had his knife to play with. Celeb was in a similar situation. Immediately two of the wolves came at them and circled, waiting to pounce. "Damn these things," Fin muttered, "I was about to dance with Celeb!" He swung out quickly and took the wolves by surprise, leaving them no time to counter before he was back in a defensive position. "As long as we are here, less Breelanders are being hurt," he whispered to the beautiful maiden beside him. "We need to keep them here." As he spoke the first wolf jumped at him. He side stepped and threw a fist into the wolves jaw, hearing an audible crack as a reward. But as soon as it had landed it turned and attacked again. As it came in, Fin saw the second wolf leap at Celeb and his anger swelled. As the wolf jumped he ducked and rolled, cutting the neck of the wolf with his knife. As the dying beast fell it racked his arm and the knife flew away. Fin was now unarmed. He rose quickly, only to see the wolf closing in on Celeb. She was on the ground against a tree with the beast a mere second away. He glanced at his knife that had been flung away but had no time. With a giant leap he tackled the wolf in the side, rolling away into the trees. They rolled until they hit a huge tree root and unfortunately, the wolf came out on top. He racked Fin's face visciously, cuting a gouge from his cheek. The ranger cried in pain and launched a mighty blow with his fist, sending the creature reeling. As they fought, he thought, almost humourously, "I've fought trolls in the north, orcs in the east and won, but now I stand alone without a sword and what am I...useless." He sighed with remorce before a picture of the breeland children entered his mind. As the wolf charged again he cried, "I will not let foul evil as though hurt the innocent, be gone demon creature," and he collided with the wolf. As they grappled, blood flying from him, he saw something in the trees. Was it help? But as four padded feet emerged his hope went. "Well, I can still kill you," he shouted and with a huge wrench, snapped the neck of his enemy. The second pounced. __________________ Legends of Middle Earth

01-31-2003, 01:16 PM	#123
Helkahothion Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: The inside of Legolas' lungs Posts: 1,005	Anuionin carried Hamfast towords a table and laid him on it. He than rallied all the woman and children behind him. The group was save for the moment, but could not be left unatended. He would not let them down. A wolf came towords them, but the dwarf and the group behind him, gave the beast second toughts and it went back again. Anuionin held his axe ready, but is was not necesary. Non of the wolves came close. Maybe it was his powerful apearence. Maybe it was the splitted body of the wolf next to him that coused the fear. ________ MARIJUANA STRAIN STRAWBERRY COUGH Last edited by Helkahothion; 03-07-2011 at 03:34 AM.

01-31-2003, 05:09 PM	#124
Helkahothion Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: The inside of Legolas' lungs Posts: 1,005	The people where save, for now. Anuionin tolled them to go into the inn and stay there while the rest would take care of the wolves and Warg's. They took Hamfast along with them. Before Hamfast was taken away, Anuionin could here him say: "I took care of two. I killed two master Dwarf." Anuionin waited till the villeger's where out of sight. Then he grabbed his two-handed axe and rushed into battle. Ned, Autumn and Gaddy where surrounded by tree wolves. They where circling them. Ned held his sword up high and screamed terrible curses at the wolves. Anuionin smiled. He had tought him just a little that morning, but it was enough. The wolves did not closed in on the tree..... yet. Anuionin rushed to there aid, but the wolves had already started their offensive. On of them leaped at Autumn. The hobbitlass struck him in the stomach and healed her arm back, causing a massive wound. Ned, in all his anger, slashed at the wolf and killed it. But he did not pay attention to the other two. The two wolves leaped. One at Ned and one at Gaddy. Ned was to surprized and was struck down. The wolf was clawing on his chest and Ned was beating back with his sword, but he barely did any damage to the beast. Autumn rushed to Ned's aid and struck the wolf in the back. But the poor gaddy was unatended. The wolf missed him, but charged him right afther he landed. He jumped untop of Gaddy and he also fell over. Gaddy had more luck than Ned and managed to get his sword inside the wolf's flank. But the wolf was getting the best of him. Right at the moment that Gaddy was stugling and felt that he lost control a large pound fell on the wolf. Gaddy felt all the air being pushed out of his long's. The wolf was trown of him and Gaddy gasped for air. He could just get a glimp of a laughing dwarf face. "At your service mister Gaddy" Anuionin said. ANd ran to the aid of Autumn and Ned. Autumn had dragged the wolf of of Ned and tried to stab it. But the wolf was cunning and snapped at her leg, getting a firm grip. Autumn yelled. Ned, who grew fond of the lass and rushed to her aid. He stabed the wolf in the back. The wolf, now very mad, scratched him in the face with his back paw's. Autumn felt the grip growing stronger and tried to strike at the wolf. But the beast was to low. The wolf, desperatly clamping on to the leg of the lass. Was as tight as a lock. Anuionin ran over to thw wolf. In his madnes he kicked the creature in his stomach. It flew and Autumn grabbed this one oppertunety. She took a firm grip of her knife and struck as hard as she could at the wolf's head. A cracking noise was heard and the knife went trough the skull like a knife trough hot butter. In the meanwhile, Fin was facing a wolf totaly unarmed. He had managed to get it away from Celeb. The wolf charged him and Fin had no time to get his weapon's. It flew trough the air and went right for his troat. Fin had a fast reflex and saw his chanse. He stepped aside adn the wolf flew past him. He healed his arm back and like an arrow from a bow his arm flew forward, striking him in the neck. The wolf flew sidewards away from the ranger and landed on the gras. The one blow was enough to kill it. The Warg's did not care much for these anymore. They where outnumbered and went afther the villagers. They chased them to the "Prancing Pony" and got there before they did. But what they did not encounter where the mad Hobbit son's of Hamfast. Armed with bread knifes they attacked the Warg's. They slashed and struck at the Warg's causing minor injuries. Not bad, but nasty all the same. Scared by this counter attack, the Warg's choosed a different path. Outa here. Still gasping breath from the long run the Mayor said to Hamfast: "Youre famaly must be some breathing nest for heroes Hamfast." Hamfast said nothing. He was happy. ________ Uruguayan recipes Last edited by Helkahothion; 03-07-2011 at 03:34 AM.

02-03-2003, 02:49 AM	#126
piosenniel Desultory Dwimmerlaik Join Date: Mar 2002 Location: Pickin' flowers with Bill the Cat..... Posts: 7,779	The Wolves were all dead at the hands of the villagers. Perhpas this was not the right time to reclaim the hunting rights to this land. Carchmoroth led Dûrêl and Dúgoroth away from Bree-land,to the north. They would rest and regain their strength. They would bide their time. and when circumstance proved favorable, they would return . . . __________________ Eldest, that’s what I am . . . I knew the dark under the stars when it was fearless - before the Dark Lord came from Outside.

02-01-2003, 11:32 AM	#125
Durelin Estelo dagnir, Melo ring Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 3,063	As soon as the lights went out, his sword was in his hand. He moved his family away and got ready to defend them with his life. As a wolf came he slashed and hacked over and over until it was still. Another sprang at him. He pushed his sword upward and caught it in its stomach. Only then did he notice the searing pain in his arm. He looked down at the bloody arm where the gash was almost invisible under the blood. Hamfast was dazed from the pain of his arm. He tried to bring his sword arm up, but it hadn't budged. His brain couldn't connect with his muscles and he lay there limp. The wolf was licking its lips, getting ready for its big meal before him. Atleast I'm a hero now he thought. Then the hobbit saw the flash of a familiar axe and two halves of a wolf lay at his feet. He only half felt Anuionin pick him up and when he spoke it sounded far away. The hobbit hadn't been hurt this way before and it was a shock. Once laying down away from the dead wolves he gathered up his strength and tried to focus on what was going on around him. He was doing better already and he even remembered that he had killed two wolves. As excitedly as he could get with his bloody arm, he told his friend of the two wolves. But he was in for a bigger suprise, Anuionin told him of his own son killing a wolf. And the mayor, "You're family must be some breathing nest for heroes Hamfast." He was a hero, and so was his son! His wife loved him, and his children were proud of him. He had a good friend, who had saved his life, and he was alive. This was the happiest day of his life. [ February 01, 2003: Message edited by: Durelin ] [ February 01, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]