'Oh he's not dead,' Merry said walking up to his brother and gently kicking
him in the side.
Pippin rolled with the kick and then opened his eyes. 'Everyone all right?'
Ham was the one to bring the group to their senses. 'Bilbo was captured and – Faramir's nowhere to be seen.'
An orc body pushed up and from under came the Took, drawing his sword out of the orcs chest. 'Sorry, I had a bit of a problem.'
'We have to get Bilbo,' Merry said wiping the drying blood off of Sting.
Eldarion nodded and pulled from his belt a dagger. He pointed into the trees near where a great pile of dead orcs lay, 'They took him that way. If my guess is right then I'll bet that they have a small cave over there or something else of a home. Strange though that they attacked in daylight. Mostly orcs hate the sun.'
Pippin shook his shirt and the mithril under it loosing the arrowhead. He grabbed up the sword given to him by Eldarion and placed it on his belt. 'If everyone is ready then, lets go hunt some orc!'
The sun was setting when the company found the hole in the ground. No orcs guarded the outside, or perhaps those that had had been killed in the battle. Eldarion and Pippin slipped into the hole, leaving Faramir, Merry, and Ham to make sure reinforcements didn't come.
Eldarion led the way through the tunnel that they followed, his sword out and his two-piece bow in a case on his back. A quiver of arrows was strapped around the calf of his right leg.
The entrance tunnel opened into a chamber, which was being guarded by to orc armed with pikes. The lead was taller then the other so naturally Eldarion fought the lead. He jabbed for the orcs gut, but the thing slipped to the side. The next swing of his sword cleaved the orcs pike in half, before another cleaved the whole orc in half.
Pippin attacked the smaller one, parrying the blows. The orc dropped his guard and began to aim for a stab when Pippin jumped forward his sword decapitating the beast.
'Foul things, Orc. Once there dead you can still smell their stench on your clothes for days,' Pippin said walking behind Eldarion into a tunnel branching to the left of the room. He tried gathering a piece of his jacket and ringing the black orc blood out but it had already left its mark.
The tunnel they were now traveling down began to steadily slope deeper into the earth. It finally opened into another such chamber. They stopped before entering and pulled closely into a small gap in the tunnel. Voices echoed from the chamber.
'Where is the one with the ring? The man, where is he?' an orc bellowed.
'He could not be captured. But we did however find a substitute. This half- ling should suffice.'
'No, fool! I need the ring. Find the one with the ring and bring him to me or I will kill off your entire clan.'
'Yes master,' the second voice hissed in defeat, 'You take the prisoner to the kitchens. He will at least make a good meal.'
Another orc chimed in and said, ' Yes.'
'Get your grubby hands off of me—,' shouted Bilbo.
'Eldarion what do we do?' Pippin asked again drawing his sword.
The half-elf took out his dagger saying, 'They'll bring your brother up this tunnel. When they come along we shall spring on them and attack. We will then flee as fast as our feet may carry us for the two of us, even the three of us with you brother are no match for a clan of orcs.'
Faramir drew the sword of his father and twisted it in his hands watching the light gleam off of it. 'I here something,' he said.
'I don't think that we have anything to worry about,' Merry assured him.
A growl told the three of them that they were wrong. Four orcs jumped ran out from the trees. Sting shot from its scabbard and slammed deep into one of the orcs face directly between the eyes. Merry pulled it out and kicked the orc down before watching Faramir use his own sword to disarm another orc. Faramir twisted around and decapitated the goblin. Ham's sword was already bloodied from driving it through an orcs stomach. The last orc noticing himself being out numbered and outclassed headed into the hole.
With a flip of the wrist Sting placed itself into the orcs back between the shoulder blades. 'They must patrol around the hole not just guard it,' Merry noted going to retrieve his blade.
Another get your hands off of me issued from the chamber before three orcs began to carry Bilbo up the tunnel. Eldarion counted to three and he and Pippin jumped on the startled orcs. Pippin hewed the head off of the one closest him while Eldarion's sword made quick work of the next. With two fallen Bilbo dropped to the ground grabbing for one of the orcish blades and cleaving the feet off the remaining orc.
'Thank you for saving me Pippin,' Bilbo said as the three ran up the tunnel towards the first chamber.
'No time for thank-you just yet,' Eldarion said as he entered the first chamber.
The three turned and headed for the entrance tunnel. The three erupted from the hole Bilbo first followed by Pippin and then Eldarion. Before them stood Faramir, Merry, and Ham eager to help them up.
'While you three were saving each other,' Ham said, 'We found this boulder that we could all roll over the entrance.'
'You do know that the orcs have more then one entrance right?' Eldarion questioned.
'Of course but this will at least slow them up.'
The six pushed the boulder and rolled it over the entrance hole before heading back to the clearing, where they each mounted their horses and rode on to Rivendell.
Pippin rolled with the kick and then opened his eyes. 'Everyone all right?'
Ham was the one to bring the group to their senses. 'Bilbo was captured and – Faramir's nowhere to be seen.'
An orc body pushed up and from under came the Took, drawing his sword out of the orcs chest. 'Sorry, I had a bit of a problem.'
'We have to get Bilbo,' Merry said wiping the drying blood off of Sting.
Eldarion nodded and pulled from his belt a dagger. He pointed into the trees near where a great pile of dead orcs lay, 'They took him that way. If my guess is right then I'll bet that they have a small cave over there or something else of a home. Strange though that they attacked in daylight. Mostly orcs hate the sun.'
Pippin shook his shirt and the mithril under it loosing the arrowhead. He grabbed up the sword given to him by Eldarion and placed it on his belt. 'If everyone is ready then, lets go hunt some orc!'
The sun was setting when the company found the hole in the ground. No orcs guarded the outside, or perhaps those that had had been killed in the battle. Eldarion and Pippin slipped into the hole, leaving Faramir, Merry, and Ham to make sure reinforcements didn't come.
Eldarion led the way through the tunnel that they followed, his sword out and his two-piece bow in a case on his back. A quiver of arrows was strapped around the calf of his right leg.
The entrance tunnel opened into a chamber, which was being guarded by to orc armed with pikes. The lead was taller then the other so naturally Eldarion fought the lead. He jabbed for the orcs gut, but the thing slipped to the side. The next swing of his sword cleaved the orcs pike in half, before another cleaved the whole orc in half.
Pippin attacked the smaller one, parrying the blows. The orc dropped his guard and began to aim for a stab when Pippin jumped forward his sword decapitating the beast.
'Foul things, Orc. Once there dead you can still smell their stench on your clothes for days,' Pippin said walking behind Eldarion into a tunnel branching to the left of the room. He tried gathering a piece of his jacket and ringing the black orc blood out but it had already left its mark.
The tunnel they were now traveling down began to steadily slope deeper into the earth. It finally opened into another such chamber. They stopped before entering and pulled closely into a small gap in the tunnel. Voices echoed from the chamber.
'Where is the one with the ring? The man, where is he?' an orc bellowed.
'He could not be captured. But we did however find a substitute. This half- ling should suffice.'
'No, fool! I need the ring. Find the one with the ring and bring him to me or I will kill off your entire clan.'
'Yes master,' the second voice hissed in defeat, 'You take the prisoner to the kitchens. He will at least make a good meal.'
Another orc chimed in and said, ' Yes.'
'Get your grubby hands off of me—,' shouted Bilbo.
'Eldarion what do we do?' Pippin asked again drawing his sword.
The half-elf took out his dagger saying, 'They'll bring your brother up this tunnel. When they come along we shall spring on them and attack. We will then flee as fast as our feet may carry us for the two of us, even the three of us with you brother are no match for a clan of orcs.'
Faramir drew the sword of his father and twisted it in his hands watching the light gleam off of it. 'I here something,' he said.
'I don't think that we have anything to worry about,' Merry assured him.
A growl told the three of them that they were wrong. Four orcs jumped ran out from the trees. Sting shot from its scabbard and slammed deep into one of the orcs face directly between the eyes. Merry pulled it out and kicked the orc down before watching Faramir use his own sword to disarm another orc. Faramir twisted around and decapitated the goblin. Ham's sword was already bloodied from driving it through an orcs stomach. The last orc noticing himself being out numbered and outclassed headed into the hole.
With a flip of the wrist Sting placed itself into the orcs back between the shoulder blades. 'They must patrol around the hole not just guard it,' Merry noted going to retrieve his blade.
Another get your hands off of me issued from the chamber before three orcs began to carry Bilbo up the tunnel. Eldarion counted to three and he and Pippin jumped on the startled orcs. Pippin hewed the head off of the one closest him while Eldarion's sword made quick work of the next. With two fallen Bilbo dropped to the ground grabbing for one of the orcish blades and cleaving the feet off the remaining orc.
'Thank you for saving me Pippin,' Bilbo said as the three ran up the tunnel towards the first chamber.
'No time for thank-you just yet,' Eldarion said as he entered the first chamber.
The three turned and headed for the entrance tunnel. The three erupted from the hole Bilbo first followed by Pippin and then Eldarion. Before them stood Faramir, Merry, and Ham eager to help them up.
'While you three were saving each other,' Ham said, 'We found this boulder that we could all roll over the entrance.'
'You do know that the orcs have more then one entrance right?' Eldarion questioned.
'Of course but this will at least slow them up.'
The six pushed the boulder and rolled it over the entrance hole before heading back to the clearing, where they each mounted their horses and rode on to Rivendell.