Chapter 6
After informing the town watch of what happened, Taithirin rented a room in the Inn. He slept well that night.
The next day, he set off to the stables, where he bought a white horse, and saddle. The horse, named Feran, was a wise and strong hose, which cost Taithirin almost all of his money. The saddle, had a strap for a sword, bow, quiver, and numerous other pockets.
He rode Feran to his cabin and collected the supplies he needed. As he mounted Feran, he put his quiver and bow on the saddle, but kept his sword on his belt. He didn't want to be too vulnerable.
He had ridden down the mountain, but had to ask of directions to gondor, for he had never been of Greyback before. For 5 days he rode. On the fifth day, he passed into the realm of Gondor. The next day, he made it to the gates of Osgilliath. As he walked through the crowded streets, holding Feran's reigns in his hand. He saw a recruitment office. He tied Feran's reigns to a post, and walked in. He walked to the man that was taking down names.
"Name?" the man asked him.
"Taithirin, of Areos"
"Division?"
"Scouts"
"Pel-Tirith?"
"Yes"
"Alright, I'll give this info to the recruiter"
And eventually, Taithirin became a scout. He was given green-dyed leather armor, and a green cloak. He went to the barracks, where he began his training.
"Do you believe you are good with your sword?" asked an instructor.
"Aye"
The instructor gave Taithirin a wooden sword. Taithirin spun it expertly, and raised it to the instructor. The instructor raised his own wooden sword, and the spar began. At first, the instructor tested Taithirin, going easy, attacking him from all angles. Taithirin sighed and parried all of them. Then Taithirin started to attack the instructor, first at the hip, he blocked that, then at the head, the instructor ducked out of it, he brought the sword down but the instructor parried it. The instructor stood up and lunged at Taithirin. Grinning, Taithirin stepped sideways and forward, grabbing the instructor's wrist, and bringing his sword up to his throat. The instructor motioned for a truce and Taithirin released his grip.
Nodding embarrassedly the instructor said "You don't seem to need too much training with a sword"
Taithirin passed the archery test with flying colors. There was one more test, a "skirmish". A group of trained soldiers holding a mock hostage. His team had to rescue the hostage. He did not know his team members before the mission, and when the night came, he met his team, Arianel, Exlandriel (Lan), and Keldr. They were each equipped with their normal equipment: Leather armor, helmet, and sword. The exceptions were that the swords weren't real and they had no bows.
They were deployed, Taithirin instinctively took command. They knew the camps general location, and Taithirin led his team slowly through the woods. A cracking branch cane from a few meters in front of them. Taithirin motioned for the squad to stop and go prone. He saw a silhouetted man close to a source of light. We found them. The squad crawled ac closely to the camp as possible. He then pointed to each tem member and in turn pointed out targets for each individual team member. He then stood up silently, and motioned for the group to advance slowly. Keldr stepped on a fallen branch, and alerted the camp.
"Forward!" said Taithirin. His squad charged, and a mock battle began. "Surround the hostage, let no one near him!" The squad formed a circle around the hostage. Damn. Thought Taithirin when solders awoke from their sleep and came out of tents, which, Taithirin didn't see. Should've focused more on stealth. Thinking quickly, Taithirin untied the hostage, and called his squad to retreat. Luckily, his entire quad knew the forest very well, and with Taithirin's orders, they were able to loose the pursuers.
When they returned to Osgilliath, Their instructor was waiting for him. Good job, recruits, or, I should say, privates. Taithirin grinned, he was now a full Pel-Tirith officer.
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