At what was probably 11:20, Zoarria tied up the hobbits and asked them if
they could get out. They could, so she retied the ropes.
At 11:50 Zoarria crept over to where the hobbits lay and spoke one last time to them before they attempted escape, "Good luck guys. Remember, when you run, run towards the north there is a group of my people there." She thought for a moment crawled closer to Merry and whispered, "Good luck, Merry," she paused, and muttered into his ear, "elen síla lúmenn'omentielvo."
Merry had heard the expression before, it was a common greeting in the elvish language, but he thought that the way she said it, she meant something more.
Zoarria smiled at Merry and to both hobbits said, "It's show time," She then crawled back to her spot.
Merry missed the first part of the escape; his head had been swimming and the only thing he remembered was Pippin shaking him, "What's wrong with you Merry! It's time to run!"
Merry woke from his daze and started running to the north. Suddenly the whole camp of Orcs was at his heels. Abruptly the group stopped chasing them and there was the familiar sound of metal on metal. The last thing Merry saw was Zoarria take down an Orc brandishing a club and then everything went black.
At 11:50 Zoarria crept over to where the hobbits lay and spoke one last time to them before they attempted escape, "Good luck guys. Remember, when you run, run towards the north there is a group of my people there." She thought for a moment crawled closer to Merry and whispered, "Good luck, Merry," she paused, and muttered into his ear, "elen síla lúmenn'omentielvo."
Merry had heard the expression before, it was a common greeting in the elvish language, but he thought that the way she said it, she meant something more.
Zoarria smiled at Merry and to both hobbits said, "It's show time," She then crawled back to her spot.
Merry missed the first part of the escape; his head had been swimming and the only thing he remembered was Pippin shaking him, "What's wrong with you Merry! It's time to run!"
Merry woke from his daze and started running to the north. Suddenly the whole camp of Orcs was at his heels. Abruptly the group stopped chasing them and there was the familiar sound of metal on metal. The last thing Merry saw was Zoarria take down an Orc brandishing a club and then everything went black.