Asphodel speedily strode up the hill, bearing her rushing master
smoothly. it was not so long a moment when she had been instructed to stop
in the middle of the thick woods. Imogen dismounted Asphodel the moment the
horse came to a halt. Looking around, the she-elf had sensed that the wood
had come back to it's tranquility. the strong stench of evil had gone and
the lightness of the atmosphere can now be felt again. It was not as if
just a while ago that it's peaceful glades served as turbulent
battlegrounds of good against evil. Imogen came forward the tree on which
she hid Sam safely, before the fellowship fell into an ill fate. Even as
she approached the tree, it spoke to her, "Oh my Lady, forgive me, the
halfling has gone out of my care! He wandered to seek for the Ringbearer!"
For a single, appaling instant, Imogen felt utterly frozen in place. She
sank briefly into a fuming silence, forcing her breathing to slow, unable
to feel anything but her own inner seething. And then she sensed something,
a sudden movement from her right made her elven eyes dart over to that
certain direction. An uruk hai came out from the great dark trunks of the
trees, seeming to catch up with his evil kindred. Hard, rough features
twisted with a wicked smile upon his evil face caught Imogen's sight. Then
anger flooded through her, anger so intense that it burned. She gave no
thought as to what to do next, she simply acted. Cat-quick, Imogen bolted
over the direction of the evil creature, making smooth and soundless
movements. The Uruk hai did not seem to notice her coming, it continued on
it's trek to catch up with it's stenchy bunch. But then suddenly the
creature went rigid in midstride, for Imogen had whipped one leg up towards
it's foul face. The uruk hai swung it's cudgel at Imogen. Quick as it was,
Imogen was quicker, she got away from the blow by doing a backflip that
purposedly hit the creature hard on the chin with her feet. The Uruk hai's
head flung upward with that blow, and from it's evil eyes it swore it had
seen pretty stars dancing and circling it's own head.
" You seem to be in a hurry..." Imogen remarked with an unfriendly tone and
then gave another hard thwack at the enemy.
" A little late for the feast, I deem." she chuckled faintly and then
whacked again at the foul one.
" Oh I get it, you wish to catch up with your foul kins.." (BAM)
" Perhaps I could help you, would you want that?" (THWACK)
" Sure you do! I could kick you from here all the way over to where your
smelly companions stand now!" (really hard THWACK)
With that last blow the Uruk Hai finally collapsed, but it was still alive.
Despite the fact that it was almost senseless from the she-elf's knocks, it
managed to speak, intended to just infuriate Imogen more.
"thradun dim, banrok gimbatul laktar kuduk" (you are good, but you still
failed to save the haflings.) the uruk hai sneered as it lay stretched upon
the earth, grasping for breath. Imogen leaned down to seize the orc's neck
and menacingly clenched it answering to the creature's sneer.
" grangul lik ben ugbosh kuduk " (tell me where they're heading the
haflings.)
Cruel eyes studied Imogen dispassionately, probing.
" quende blob skai dum parik, kekashtu " (an elf that speaks the black
language, interesting.) Something unpleasant flickered in the orc's eyes.
It's voice was low and guttural.
" grangul lik ben! " (tell me where they're headed!) Imogen demanded,
noncommitally.
" krekshas! " (never!) the orc mockingly answered.
Imogen was about to end the orc's evil existense when her pendant slid out
from inside her tunic, making the creature howl upon seeing it.
" ik gothaur! ik gothaur bar Ainu! " (the sickle! the sickle of the gods!)
The orc looked as if it had seen a fire that's going to burn it's very
bones. Imogen was dumbfounded.
" mosh brin gaub? " (what are you saying?) she asked.
" gir gothisk... banrok sha pushdug Saruman glob bubhosh skai." (My
doom... the halflings are to be taken to Saruman the White.) The creature
was filled with such horror it spilled out where the halflings are to be
going.
"ik gothaur bar Ainu, brin losh dirgalob? " (the sickle of the gods, what
do you know of this?) Imogen asked once again.
"gurbin luk kel ushag! gurbin luk kel ishk, o panlishk burben! " (curse
you and your blood! curse you and all of the valar!)
Imogen felt odd after hearing what the orc had said. It had cursed her
blood, anger exploded in her head. Then she sensed a funny feeling take
over her, she could sense it more than describe it - it was a feeling she
had never ever been familiar before. It was as if a liquid fire ran through
her veins, her mind was caught up in feelings of indescribable sensation.
It swept through her, the feeling drew her in. She stood about an inch or
two away upon the earth on which the evil one lay. The orc knew at once
that she was a creature of great power, one to be worshipped, one to be
feared. There was a light in her that stung the orc's eyes, it hated the
illuminating light, it hated her. Imogen's eyes were closed, as if lost in
a dream of surrender, she could hear beautiful sounds, where from she did
not know. She could hear sea waves, something that sounded like windchimes,
whispers of echoing voices pleasant and endearing. And then she heard a
female voice, enchantingly clear and bedazzling to the ears.
" nin selde, I miir lintilwe ramin ur le. regin le han maar. " (my
daughter, the jewel of the seven stars belongs to you. you must use it.)
Imogen knew that she was under a magical influence of a heavenly power, she
loved the voice, it captivated her. She slowly flicked her eyes open and
saw the evil creature lay upon the earth. The orc cursed her light, with a
tone desperately trying to keep the fear from it's voice. Imogen never
before felt this much loathing, she despised the creature intensely. Out of
the golden silver robes in Imogen was magically garbed, she raised her
right arm and spoke,
"Lasto beth nin, lasto beth daer,
le uryahon a na bien mir kuuma."
(Listen to my word, Listen to the Great word.
Burn you will and be thrown into the Void.)
With a wave of her hand, a white fire exploded forth, the evil creature
shrieked, a single, terrible cry. And then uruk hai's mind was emptied of
all life.