They followed the river for an hour and soon it was mid-break, the torching sun seemed to have a grudge against the three travelers. Amiya knew something was going to happen, and soon. She could hear the complaints of the forest surrounding them on there left, the river could be heard agreeing with it's neighbour. In the air she could smell the tainted scent of orcs.
She was not unaccustomed of fighting orcs, her army had fought many on the borders of their 'ways' which consisted of portals traveling to different world, then again her home was in a very small drift of reality in this world, it would seem like the size of a bush that was only as wide as paper.
They continued on although the air began to tense and the plants began to scream, they soon reached the falls, Amiya now knew that they went in the wrong direction but she also notice that a group of eight travelers had been there recently, very recently.
Tara seemed aware of something and she let her bow tense in her hand as an arrow fitted her string, "something there in the bushes has been watching us!" she hissed out. Amiya swiftly looked at the spot the archer was poised on. Atticus then fitted his own bow and aimed it at a different position.
Amiya quickly seen that they made no threat and began speaking in her own language, "Tamoco tar anta cru, ontogeny gradin moil!" she raised her hand and heard someone step through the bushes from her right.
"You are of the city Tenosha?" the dark haired stranger asked, he was griping the hilt of his sword and positioned in a defence mode.
"We were exiled from its land but we no longer take up that title. Who are you and why is it that orcs tail you from just beyond hither? If you are their enemy I suggest that you leave not before they strike." Amiya stated in her commander voice. Six more came out of the bush, three halflings an elf a dwarf and another man. "There is one of your group missing." Amiya stated calmly, the seven looked around.
"Frodo's missing, but I seen him not five minutes ago," one of the halflings stated.
"Shut up Pippin, how do we know we can trust them?"
"It's not my fault Merry."
"Shut up both of you." The fatter hobbit snapped at them. Amiya sat on her horse half amused and half annoyed. She learned halfway through the argument that the Hobbits names were Sam, Merry, and Pippin and that the Dwarfs name was Gimli. She still hadn't learned the other names and the argument was starting to piss her off.
"Oh shut up all of you!" Amiya snapped back into her commanding voice and Merry and Pippin whimpered like scolding children. "I suggest that you get your wandering friend before the orcs are upon you! Within the hour they shall be swarming like bees." She paused and spoke to Atticus.
"They're too close commander, they're going to come down the hill at a rampage. We cannot out manoeuvre them." He said in a low voice. "And if we even consider calling for help the orcs would be drawn to the sound."
Amiya took the white gold horn out of her jacket; it shined in the light that was like hope in the despair. She carefully placed it into his hands he looked stunned. "Ride hard, take this to Amoco, tell him to meet Tara and myself on the edges of Fangorn Forest." He rode his horse off into fading day.
She turned her attention back to the company, "who are you?" she stated almost sour. "And why should I help you eight travelers?" she looked as Frodo returned.
"Middle-Earth once held an alliance with Tenosha, when Saruman the deceiver gave rings of power to the free peoples." The Ranger paused, "and when Isildur cut off the fingers with the sword that was broken we never heard from your people until this day. For behold! The Sword That Was Broken is renewed! Will you help us or turn your backs? For I am Aragorn son of Arathorn, Isildur's heir of the throne of Gondor!" he said in an awestruck voice, however Amiya was not at all pleased.
"You don't get out much however you are an exiled king," she said simply, "and that alliance was broken when men became to weak and began to fall into the darkness. However, I will do whatever I can since if one existence falls, all others fall with it."
"We will scout out the area if you find any signs of the enemy come back here immediately, Legolas and Gimli shall go to the right, Amiya and myself shall go straight and Tara and Boromir shall go to the left. The hobbits shall stay here." Aragorn said as the three groups headed in their own direction.
"Lady Amiya, why were you exiled from your homeland? It is not often that Tenosha deport even their worst of criminals, yet you are here." Aragorn said after the fifteen minutes of silence.
Amiya tensed, how did this stranger know so much yet so little? It was true; they never exiled anyone unless they demolished ancient rules even if it was for the good of the land. "Enemies infiltrated the palace, I gathered all my men that were willing to fight which were less than half of the palace guards. We spilt blood on sacred floors but we won the fight, causing the enemy to be driven back, but by doing that we forfeited our lives. Our queen, my sister would not have the death of ten thousand soldiers on her hands so she chose exile, thus we took our horses and anything that was our own and left."
Aragorn was about to speak when two hobbits came through the clearing they were Merry and Pippin. Their scruffy faces wolfing down mushrooms, it was a disgusting sight, they then became aware of the two people staring at them. "I told you to stay where you were! Now go back to where you were," the hobbits ran off mumbling things like 'to much time as a ranger' and 'crazy that's what he is.'
"I hear something coming, orcs I believe." Aragorn hissed. They both took out their swords, seeing the foul creatures run down the small mound. The first one came to him, whom he took down easily, Amiya stuck her foot in one of the creatures' stomachs and then chopped it's head off. When they finished the last one off they heard a horn, it was no mistake she heard it once before in the last battle of the alliance, Boromir and Tara needed help.
"The horn of Gondor! Boromir is in need we must go to him." They ran off in the direction of the call. But when they got there they saw him on the ground with Tara besides him. Aragorn immediately ran to his companion, shock showed on his face.
"They took the little ones, they bounded them and carried them off…" Boromir sputtered to them as they entered the clearing, "My brother, my captain, my king, do not let the white city fall." Boromir said to Aragorn. "Amiya please take this, bring your army to Gondor to aid my city," he took of his ring; it had a griffin as the band with a small green gem in the centre. It was a custom of her lands to be given something for service, and the steward knew that.
"I will do as you ask, I will not fail you." She said quietly as she picked up the ring.
"And I will not let our city fall" Boromir smiled at Aragorns words. With that his body went limp.
