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It's the longest chapter so far!
Adrianna was awoken suddenly from her restless sleep as she was tossed harshly onto the ground, hissing quietly to herself as her hidden knives dug painfully into her arms and back, reminding Adrianna that she was not as defenseless as she felt.
"We're not goin' no further," an Orc panted, dropping to his knees, "Until we've had a breather!"
"Get a fire going!" The head Uruk-Hai roared,
Adrianna let out a cough as Merry was tossed onto her stomach, biting back a pained groan as the Hobbit landed on her already abused abdomen. Frowning her attention shifted towards Pippin as the smallest Hobbit crawled closer to them.
"Merry?" Adrianna questioned slowly,
"I think we made a mistake leaving the Shire, Pip. Adri." Merry mumbled hoarsely.
Adrianna nodded slowly in agreement, her brows knitting together as her attention shifted to the dark forest a few meters away from them, the trees appeared to move, groaning and roaring in a way that only Fangorn could.
"What's making that noise?" Pippin questions slowly, fear gnawing at the edge of his voice.
"It's the trees." Merry responds, earning a disbelieving look in response. "You remember the Old Forest, on the borders of Buckland?" Merry continues, "Folk used to say there was something in the water that made the trees grow tall and come alive. Tress that could whisper, talk to eachother. Even move."
"We haven't had maggoty bread for three stinking days! Why can't we have some meat?" A nasally voice drew Adrianna's attention towards the Goblin looking Orc, "What about them?" Adrianna's gaze narrowed, her lips pulling back into a snarl, the Hobbits shifting closer to her. "They're fresh!"
"They are not for eating!" An Uruk growled, as he and another roughly pulled the three off the ground, dragging them further away from the Orcs.
"What about their legs? They don't need those." The Goblin bargained, smirking dangerously,
"They look tasty." Another spoke up,
"Get back scum!" The Uruk snarled again as the Orc moved towards the glaring woman, "They are to go to Saruman, Alive! And unspoiled!"
"I can smell the blood of the woman. She is already injured! Already spoiled!"
"Why alive! Do they give good sport?"
"They have something, it matters not what."
"They-."
"Sh." Adrianna cut him off quietly, "We'll be dead if they realize we don't have it."
"Just a mouthful, a bit off the flank."
Before the creature could move the Uruk swung his sword, severing the smaller creature's head from his body, frowning despite herself Adrianna watched as the Uruk-Hai and Orc stared down at the lifeless form,
"Looks like meats back on the menu boys!" Adrianna faintly heart the Hobbit's gagging over the tearing of flesh and bone from the corpse, the hoard shoving and cursing as they tried to get to the meat.
"We need to move." Adrianna murmured, keeping her voice low as she glanced between the feasting creatures and the Hobbits, "while they're distracted."
Slowly the trio started to crawl away, Adrianna sat up once they were a few yards away from the creatures, the two Hobbit's trying to gain their breath while she reached up towards her dagger, trying to her bound fingers brushing against the cool steel. Pippin let out a shout as an Orc jumped onto his back, Adrianna let out a snarl pulling at her lips as she tried to get a hold of her knives.
"Go on, Call for help." The creature sneered, "Squeal. No one's going to save you now."
Adrianna's eyes widened as the Orc lifted his sword, raising it high above his head, Struggling harder against the ropes she managed to get a hold of one of her knives, slashing through her ropes sloppily she lurched forward, the blade slicing through the creature's brow, splitting the skin open and blinding it. The creature let out a cry, stumbling backwards while he clutched at his wound.
Turning towards her with a feral snarl the creature lunged, blindly clawing at her frame. Before could Adrianna could register what was going on a spear pierced the Orc's chest, pinning the corpse to the ground near her feet. Blinking owlishly despite herself the woman's gaze shifted along the shadows with a frown, shaking her head she pushed the quickly approaching horses to the back of her mind, racing towards the Hobbits she pulled out a new knife, slashing the bonds on their wrists skillfully.
"Run!" she ordered, ushering them towards the forest, "Go!"
Adrianna let out a curse as an Orc slammed into her, knocking her to the ground she spun around, unsheathing one of her larger knives she blocked the oncoming sword, balancing the blade against the guard of her combat knife. Allowing herself to glance over at the terrified Hobbits she shoved the Orc away,
"Just go! I'll catch up!" She slammed a knife into the creature's throat, turning back to face them once more, "Run!"
Racing after the Hobbits Adrianna let out a startled gasp as a horse slammed into the dirt in front of her, twisting around the animal she raced towards the forest once more, ducking under an Uruk-Hai she spun around, her foot flying out to catch the creature in the jaw.
"Damnit!" she cursed violently, ducking under yet another creature she pulled her knife from its throat, mismatched eyes glowing faintly as she studied the raging battle around her, giving up on an easy escape as a small group of Uruk-hai surrounded her. "I don't have the patience for this…" she hissed, pulling another knife from her back.
Ducking under one attack the woman slammed her knife into the creature's stomach, jumping backwards to dodge a battle Ax she twisted out of the way of a poorly designed sword. Without warning a spear slammed into the last Uruk-Hai, one of the riders stopping his massive stallion directly in front of her, his face masked by the darkness and chaos around them.
"Who are you! What is your business here!?"
"You have got to be bloody kidding me!" Adrianna snarled, exasperated, "You're going to sit there in the middle of a fight and demand a Friggin' introduction?!" She spun around, her knife slashing through an Uruk's throat a deep frown etched into her features.
"Who are you!" The man shouts again, moving his horse to cut her escape off once more, "And what is your Business in the Riddermark!?"
"I'm picking Daisies! What the hell do you think I am doing!?" Adrianna shouted sarcastically,
"Move!" Adrianna ducked immediately, turning around she slammed her blade into the creature's stomach as the rider sliced the creature's head clean off,
"Have you seen two Hobbits? We were taken captive together." She questioned, letting out an irritated growl when the rider ignored her, rolling onto her toes mismatched eyes locked onto the forest around his shoulder, "Merry! Pippin! Where are-!"
She was cut off as an Uruk-hai slammed into her, the force of the blow sending her crashing to the ground, her shoulder dislocating itself with a dull pop, biting her lip to keep from screaming Adrianna rolled to the side, using the momentum she jumped to her feet, turning towards the Uruk she slammed her foot into the creature's face, eyes hardening as the rider speared the yet another creature, killing it.
"Who are you?" The man asked again, Adrianna glanced around the now bloodied field, watching as the riders started to pile the bodies of Orcs and Uruk-hai, "What is your business here?"
The man watched Adrianna as she shifted her attention back to him a hard glare boring into his face as she raised her good hand gripping her displaced shoulder, A dark frown pulled at her lips as she noticed the man was undisturbed by her agitation, and remained expectant of an answer.
He didn't know her very well.
"Are you completely mental?" She snapped, "What could you possibly think an injured woman is doing with a group of Uruk-hai? Clearly I'm not having a bloody tea party!" She glared up at him, her glare intensifying, "I was taking captive you bonehead! I have No business in your bloody Riddermark, I am of no great importance, and I have no intention of staying in your lands! I lost my companions; we were separated when you decided to ambush the creatures. Now, if you would be so kind, Shove off."
Adrianna spun around, her hair flying around her shoulders as she made a move to leave, her eyes widening as the sharp movement tore open a wound she wasn't aware she had, her bruised and broken ribs screaming violently causing her to let out a pained hiss.
"My Lady!" A Soldier rushed towards her, only to be waved off with her good hand, mismatched eyes narrowing as she grit her teeth harshly.
"I'm fine." She muttered, "You've got your answers, whether you like them or not is no concern of mine, now let me leave, Unhindered."
"We cannot allow an injured woman to leave without treatment." The first man stated bluntly, a spark Adrianna did not like causing her to frown, her eyes narrowing in challenge as she took a step towards him.
"I do not have time for you and your chivalrous crap!" She snapped, turning back towards the Forest, "I appreciate the sentiment, but I haven't got the time!"
"You will have to make time." The first man spoke again, dropping to the ground he placed his hand on her good shoulder, the firm grip leaving little room for argument, "You will not be leaving until your wounds are dressed."
"They're fine." Adrianna snapped, trying in vain to shrug the man's hand off her shoulder, fighting back a wince every time her body screamed.
"Clearly they are not." The man stated bluntly, "You cannot move your arm, you can barely stand on your own feet, and you are alone. In times such as these I cannot allow you to go off on your own. You will stay with us until we come across your companions."
"Stronzo!"(1) Adrianna snarled, dropping lower she lurched forward, twisting around she felt her wound rip further, the unpleasant warmth spreading across her abdomen as blood soaked through her shirt.
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Adrianna frowned, her gaze locked onto the forest as one of the soldier wrapped her wrists, now that the adrenaline was subsiding, she became fully aware of every one of her injuries. Her wrists were bleeding and inflamed, her ribs were badly bruised, though luckily not broken like she had previously thought, she had a gash in her stomach from the Uruk-hai's armor, and numerous superficial cuts littering her arms, face and hands.
"What is your name, My Lady?" The medic questioned slowly, releasing her hand.
"Usually an individual gives his own name before asking another for theirs." Adrianna mumbled, rubbing her wrists gently.
"I suppose your right," he mused, "Forgive me, My Lady, My name is Elfhelm."
"My name is Adrianna." She supplied, a frown pulling at her lips as she realized the Soldier in front of her was not the one she truly had a problem with.
"Well, Lady Adrianna, This is going to hurt, you've displaced your shoulder. It needs to be re-set."
Adrianna mentally rolled her eyes, trying her hardest to focus on the fact that the men around her were only trying to help, even if their leader was a pompous ass. Nodding once she clinched her jaw, inhaling sharply through her nose as the man quickly popped her shoulder back into place, the sharp, harsh pain shot up her arm and down her back, biting her lip the woman fought the urge to cry out, knowing they'd never let her leave if she did.
"It will be sore for some time; I would recommend you do not stress it further, my lady."
Adrianna snorted lightly, her brows knitting together as Elfhelm walked away from her, slowly her attention shifted towards the horses, a frown pulling at her lips as she debated on the odds of the Soldiers catching her before she made it to the forest.
"Thinking that you are capable of going out on your own is foolish." A voice spoke bluntly,
Adrianna's gaze narrowed, bristling at the challenging tone she scoffed.
"You know absolutely nothing about me. Marshal."
"You were taken captive; your injuries prove you are little more-."
"Are you always this much of an ass? Or am I just special?" Adrianna cut him off, her temper flaring to life, she hadn't dealt with the full force of the male's ego since she met Boromir in the council, all those months ago.
She'd forgotten how much she hated it.
"You mistake my kindness for intentions-." The Marshal spoke, none too gently taking a hold of her good arm.
"And you mistake my appearance for frailty." She snorted, twisting out of his reach effortlessly she glared down at him, "I have very little intention of staying in your company till you deem it okay for me to leave."
"You try my patience, my lady."
"What's the matter, my lord. Unable to keep up in this battle of wit?" Adrianna questioned, walking away from him with a smirk, her eyes locking onto a horse as it struggled to move, snorting and flinching each time it tried to place weight on its front leg.
"Calma, l'amore."(2) She mused softly, reaching up she grasped the brown muzzle gently, stopping the distressed creature from tossing its great head. Blowing a puff of air over her face Adrianna rolled her eyes, running her hand down the creature's forehead.
"He's too injured. He will not be able to make the run."
"You're over thinking it." Adrianna snorted, keeping her back to the Rorhirim leader, "It's just a fairly minor injury."
"He can barely put weight on the leg."
"I hadn't noticed." She snorted sarcastically, "Listen, Marshal, I've heard stories about the importance of horses to the people of Rohan, wouldn't you want every possible option to be exhausted before you put it down?"
Adrianna kneeled, her hand running down the horse's leg, her brows knitting together as her cool hands brushed over the sore limb, causing the large creature to snort uneasily, pawing at the ground in an attempt to push her away. Frowning Adrianna reached out, gently grasping the leg until the stallion stood still.
"Calma, L'amore… Calma…." The horse's ear flicked towards her, a dark black muzzle snuffing at her hair. She lifts one hand to the stallion's muzzle before returning her attention to the injury, her brows furrowing in concentration.
"What are you saying to him?"
"I'm telling him to calm down." Adrianna responded off handedly, her focus not leaving the limb, slowly she ran her fingers in small circles over the muscles, "You can stop staring at any time. Marshal." She spoke, a frown etched into her features as she worked on repairing the damage.
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"Not idly do the leaves of Lorien fall. They're less than a day ahead of us." Aragorn's voice echoed, "Come!"
Adrianna frowned, her brows knitting together as she turned slowly, mismatched eyes trying to find her friends through the blackness surrounding her.
"Come, Gimli!" Legolas again, it seems as though he is the only one able to keep up with Aragorn. "We're gaining on them!"
"We Dwarves are wasted on cross country! We're natural sprinters! Very dangerous over short distances!"
A laugh escaped Adrianna, a grin forming on her lips as she pictured the Dwarf tumbling over rocks and hills.
"Rohan, home of the horse lords.. Legolas! What do your elf eyes see?"
"The Uruks turn north east, They're taking them to Isengard!"
"Saruman."
"Keep breathing, Gimli." Adrianna could have smiled, picturing the look on the Dwarf's face as he spoke to himself. "That's the key. Keep breathing."
"They run as if the very whips of their masters were behind them."
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Adrianna awoke the next morning with a grunt, her shoulder burned angrily, but her headache had finally subsided. Slowly turning her attention to where she had left the great bay stallion she smiled faintly, seeing Hasufel still laying where she had left him the night before. Slowly getting to her feet she made her way through the rushing men, twisting and ducking under the chaos as they prepared their horses and tore the camp down.
Kneeling next to the stallion she ran her hand down his leg, a small smile pulling at her lips as she noticed the heat was gone. Gently tugging at the stallion's mane the steed snorted, heaving himself onto his feet.
"He shows no sign of pain." The Marshal stated, his shock hidden well, thought Adrianna still picked up on it.
"Yee of little faith." She murmured quietly, "Your people are not the only ones who know a thing or two about horses."
"So it would appear. You will ride with me," A sharp whistle slid past his lips, drawing the bay stallion's attention. Adrianna watched quietly as the stallion walked forward, no sigh of pain in his smooth strides as he came to a halt in front of the Horse-Lord. "Since you cured him of his injuries, you will ride Hasufel, and you will ride behind me. So I may keep an eye on you."
Adrianna rolled her eyes, running her hand down the stallion's forehead, as a soldier appeared, tossing a saddle over the stallion's back.
"Don't trust me not to run off?" She mused sarcastically, a single brow arching delicately.
"No." His response was blunt, unyielding to her jibes and pokes, "And your injuries are not yet fully healed."
The woman let out a snort, a frown pulling at her lips as the man refused to retaliate. If she was going to be an unwilling captive, she was sure as hell going to try her best to remove the stick from his backside.
"My Lady, do you wish for assistance?" The soldier who had saddled Hasufel questioned, warm brown eyes locked onto her smaller frame.
"No thanks," she waved him off with her good hand. "I've got it pretty well managed."
"Are you-."
Adrianna rolled her eyes, turning her back to the man she placed one hand on his neck, with three fast steps forward she swung herself into the saddle, adjusting the sling before she picked up the reins, glancing down at the slack jawed soldiers, a single brow arched in challenge as she met their gaze. The Marshal turned away, the faint lines of a smirk pulling at his face as he turned away from his subordinates.
Chuckling quietly he shook his head, clapping his comrade on the shoulder before he waved for Adrianna to follow, her frown clawed its way back onto her face, snorting she nudged the stallion into a trot, effortlessly keeping her seat as Hasufel weaved in-between horses and Soldiers alike.
"My lady," Adrianna frowned, looking over at the soldier seated next to her, the plain sorrel stallion standing a few hands shorter than her own, "if you feel as though you need assistance, please do not hesitate-."
Snorting loudly she spurred Hasufel forward, the stallion took off immediately, moving into a smooth canter before she urged him into a gallop. The Marshal chuckled quietly to himself once more, amused by the shock of his men, despite his limited knowledge of the woman he was no longer shocked by her abilities with a horse.
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"Rider's of Rohan!" Adrianna turned her attention backwards, a small smile pulling at her face as her eyes fell on the figure standing on the hill a few yards behind her, "What news from the Mark?"
Lifting his spear into the air the Marshal steered the mass of horses around, letting out an agitated sigh she frowned, he was intentionally keeping her on the opposite side of him as the small group of men, and it did not go unnoticed by the woman the small seemingly unconscious way of protecting an injured woman from the horrifically dangerous strangers.
"Stay here." Adrianna scoffed loudly as the Marshal's horse moved to the center of the ring, Adrianna and Hasufel being left to stand along the edge of the circle.
"What business does an Elf, a man and a Dwarf have in the Riddermark? Speak quickly!"
Adrianna rolled her eyes, leaning back she kicked a leg over Hasufel's head, resting it along the saddle she leaned against her leg, trying to catch a glimpse of her friends through the group of horsemen.
"Give me your name, horse-master, and I shall give you mind." Adrianna sniggered quietly at Gimli's response, mentally cheering the Dwarf's attitude despite herself. The grin disappeared moments later as the Marshal's head disappeared, blinking owlishly Adrianna leaned back, trying to see the man over his comrades curious as to why the Horse Master would dismount.
"I would cut off your head, Dwarf, if it stood but a little higher from the ground." A frown pulled at her lips irritably, before turning into a satisfied smirk, the familiar sound of Legolas' bow filling her ears as she caught a glimpse of the deadly weapon aimed at the offending man.
"You would die before your stroke fell!"
It didn't surprise her that the company dropped their spears, each deadly point aimed at her friends, silently she watched as Aragorn stepped forward, gently placing a hand on Legolas' bow to lower it, his attention shifting to the Marshal.
"I am Aragorn, son of Arathorn," Aragorn said. "This is Gimli, son of Gloin-" he gestured to the Dwarf "-and Legolas of the Woodland. We are friends of Rohan and of Théoden, your king."
Slowly the spears were lifted, resting against the ground as the Marshal tensed, slowly walking around the trio on the ground with squared shoulders.
"Théoden no longer recognizes friend from foe. Not even his own kin." Adrianna frowned, her brows knitting together as the man slowly lifted his helmet, his attention resting fully on the men as he narrowed his gaze, "Saruman has poisoned the mind of the King and claimed lordship over these lands. My company are those loyal to Rohan… and for that, we are banished,"
A frown pulled at Adrianna's lips, the saddened undertones were easy enough for her to pick up on, and the new information made his rough attitude and incessant need to know exactly who she was last night made all the more clear.
"The White Wizard is cunning." The Marshal continued, snapping Adrianna out of her thoughts. "He walks here and there they say, as an old man, hooded and cloaked. And everywhere his spies slip past our nets," The last part he spoke to Legolas, the pair falling into a quiet stare down.
"We are no spies," Aragorn stated, interrupting their glaring match. "We track a party of Uruk-hai westward across the plain. They have taken three of our friends captive,"
"The Uruks are destroyed. We slaughtered them in during the night." The Marshal commented calmly,
"But there were two hobbits!" Gimli interrupts him, panic filling his voice, "And a woman! Did you see them?"
"The Hobbits would be small, only children to your eyes."
"We came across one of your companions," Adrianna blinked owlishly as Hasufel walked forward without warning, bringing the disgruntled looking woman into the circle of men. "But beyond that, we left none alive."
"Adria!" Legolas and Gimli grinned up at the woman, relief flooding their faces as she came into view. Smiling back at them she leaned back, kicking her leg back over Hasufel's head she slid off the stallion gracefully. Her feet had barely hit the ground before the Dwarf had hugged her tightly, causing mismatched eyes to snap open in shock.
"Lass! You're alive! Are you well?!"
"I've been worse." Adrianna commented, wiggling her good arm out in order to pat the dwarf on the back. "I'm far better now than I was this time yesterday, Uruk-hai have got to be the only thing on the planet that smells worse when it's alive versus when it's dead."
"You're injured!" Gimli exclaimed, releasing the woman,
"Uruk-hai are not known for their hospitality and fun loving nature, honestly it's not that bad, I'll be fine in a couple days." She shrugged , blinking owlishly as she found herself nose to chest with the elf, awkwardly patting the normally collected creature on the back, quietly wondering what happened in the short days she was away from them.
"Why hello, Legolas, you weren't too hard on Gimli durin' the cross country run were you?" She questioned, "You know, Dwarves are natural sprinters, as such they are positively wasted on cross country."
The small group shared a quiet laugh, before Aragorn stepped forward, worried blue eyes locking onto her small frame.
"So you are well?" He questioned,
"Aye." Adrianna confirmed, using her good hand to rub the back of her neck, "To be perfectly honest, the worst of it is my Katana is somewhere in a forest and my sketchbook was left near the edge of the river."
A knowing smirk pulled at Aragorn's lips as he pulled out the familiar polished steel of her katana, a thick leather bound book poking out from the lone pack the man bore. Mismatched eyes sparkled as she took them gratefully, giving the man a one armed hug as she laughed,
"You are by far my favorite person right now, Estel."
"I thought you would prefer to have it with you."
"You would be 100% correct, my friend."
Legolas' gaze shifted from the two rangers, bright blue eyes locking onto the Marshal, whose gaze hadn't shifted from Adrianna since she got off the horse, the smile lighting her face as she was hugged by each of the trio.
"And the Hobbits?" Legolas questioned, drawing the Marshal's gaze away from the blond haired woman,
"We did not see any. We piled the carcasses and burned them."
"Dead?" Gimli mumbled,
"I am sorry." Whistling the familiar sorrel face of Hasufel walked closer to him, a grey stallion appearing through the much looser group of horses to stand next to the small group, "Hasufel, Arod." Handing the reins to the Elf and Aragorn he nods, "May these horses bear you to better fortune than their former masters."
Adrianna turned her attention towards the man, pulling a slight face she let out a heavy sigh, despite his less than appeasing way of aid, she technically wouldn't have been in the best of shape if she wasn't kidnapped from her kidnappers.
"I thank you for your help, Marshal." She spoke, causing the man's gaze to snap towards her, shock evident on his face.
He clearly wasn't expecting her gratitude.
Not that it surprised her very much.
"It was our pleasure, Lady Adrianna." He spoke slowly, "I trust you will do your best to take care of Hasufel and Arod."
"Of course." She spoke, running her good hand down the brown stallion's muzzle. "They'll be well looked after, you have my word, Marshal."
"Éomer." The Marshal spoke as an afterthought, replacing his helmet as he began walking towards his stallion, causing Adrianna's gaze to widen considerably, "Look for your friends," He continued on, climbing into the saddle, casting a glance back over the group, "But do not trust hope, for it has forsaken these lands." His gaze lingered on Adrianna for a few seconds longer before he lifted his spear, he glanced back towards his company. "We ride north!"
Adrianna slid her katana onto her back as the horses and their riders thundered away, shifting her attention back towards her friends she arched a brow. For such skilled warriors, the two larger creatures struggled rather comically to try and lift the Dwarf onto the less than amused grey stallion. Absent mindedly stroking Hasufel's muzzle Adrianna chuckled quietly, horse and woman alike both looking on in mild amusement at the men's struggle.
"If you'll forgive my boldness." She spoke up a few painful seconds later she walked forward, gently pulling at the stallion's rein's she tapped at his legs. Snorting loudly the stallion dropped into a bow before laying down completely, a heavy sigh escaping the great beast before Adrianna turned to look back at her companions, a single brow arched delicately over a green eye.
Letting out a gruff sigh the Dwarf got back to his feet, climbing onto the back of the horse Adrianna gently pulled at the stallion's chin, letting out another grunt the stallion climbed to his feet, jolting the already uncomfortable Dwarf on his back. Smiling faintly at the less than amused look on Gimli's face Adrianna turned back to Legolas and Aragorn, both staring back at her, caught between being impressed with her knowledge, and unamused that she allowed them to struggle needlessly.
"There. Problem solved." Adria stated, earning a laugh from the two men, who shook their head before moving towards her.
Adrianna waited for Aragorn to climb onto Hasufel, leaning down to offer her a hand she accepted it, climbing onto the sorrel stallion behind Aragorn she leaned back, glancing over at Legolas as he jumped onto the grey stallion in front of Gimli. Turning the two horses towards the plume of black smoke the four set off, the two horses thundering back towards the field, hoping that their Hobbit friend would still be hiding somewhere nearby.
And there we have it. Yayyyyyy!
Éomer's gonna have to disappear for a couple more chapters, but soon guys! Soon it'll move into stuff, and I've got some plans... :D
Fun fact, My limited Italian was learned from Assassin's Creed, so if it's not perfect, that's not all that surprising. If it is correct, it's not that surprising either, cause the team involved in those games(or books) are freaking PHENOMENAL.
Back on topic.
(1)Stronzo- Asshole, prick ect. ect.
(2)Calma- fairly self explanatory, just means "Calm down." L'amore means "Love"
I'm not claiming to be an expert on the language, honestly all I know are some curse words and a couple phrases, both nice and not so nice, so... Yeah, moving on...
I'll try to update again pretty soon, I would really LOVE to be into the final battle before I start classes, in a perfect world I'd have this finished before classes start up, but I know that's not gonna happen, so I'll just leave this off here, and bid you all good night.