A Strange Warning
Gith sat on Bill The Second, Sam's old pony's son. The three brothers sat on ponies in the main entrance to the Lonely Mountain. They had loaded their ponies with food and supplies and their axes were out and ready at need. They were ready to set out. Turning to wave good-bye to the others, the short sturdy brothers set out for their first destination. They would go to the sea of Rhûn and go through the hills there to a cave that was a huge fortress of the Dwarves. Only the Dwarves knew of it for it was a long kept secret where Dwarves still hid from Uruk-Hai. From there they would head south through Mordor and to the sea of Nûmen. Then south and east through the land of the Easterlings and the Shouthrons they would go.
They followed the river running to the edges of Mirkwood that day. They did not stop for night that day for ever since the Elves left it Mirkwood had become evil again. Now infested with giant Spiders and monsters of all sorts it was peerless. They did not stop the next day either. No, they did not stop until they reached the far side on the third night.
It was raining and they could not get their tinder to light, so they just sat in a small hole beneath a fallen tree. It was shelter from the rain but it was still very cold! They took two-hour watches. Two of them would sleep and one would be a look out.
Near the middle of the night a group of a hundred armed Orcs marched passed. They were on a mission to re-concur the Shire after a rebellion last week had killed most of the Orcs for miles around. The Orcs did not see the Dwarves hiding there gripping their axes, ready at the slightest hint of their detection.
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Chantal, like Anne, was more into books rather than into swords, and was often found in her room with Anne reading or studying. Still, not to say that they could not fight. No indeed, for in fact they were quite accomplished warriors. They were good with swords and archery, but they preferred staves and glaives. They were different from most. They, like Andrew and Craig, had a very strong will power and were wise and kind hearted. They all knew the dangers of this world and therefore were seldom seen away from the company of the other three and were never alone.
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The company of Orcs passed swiftly and without any knowledge of the dwarves. The rest of the night passed slowly and without any other dangers. In the morning the Dwarves got up cramped and wet. They went to find their hobbled ponies.
By nightfall they were a third of the way to their first destination and halfway to the Carnen. They kept watches that night but saw nothing.
In fact they were at the place in the Carnen where it turns about ninety degrees before they saw anyone. They were passing a small farm and from inside there was a scream. Jumping off their ponies they ran to the door. It had been broken down. They bolted in and found themselves face to face with six Uruk-Hai looking for a taste of man flesh.
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Chantal grabbed her bow and her staff as she left to go spar with Anne at the park. "Bye, Craig, bye, Andrew. Going to the park, be back soon." She called out as she left. "Bye they echoed as Craig swung his sword at Andrew's head. Andrew blocked in time to save his head from a big goose egg. They did not use real swords because they could not afford them, but the sturdy sticks that they used were good enough for now. Andrew swung and Craig got his sward up at the last second. Andrew's sward pushed Craig's sward back so Craig had to swing hard and fast at Andrew's chest to avoid being hit. Seeing the chance Andrew took a stronger swing, putting all of his weight into it. The swards collided in the centre with enough force that they snapped off a foot from the top of both and sent splinters flying everywhere. Both boys fell back laughing. The swards were not their best, those they saved for real situations that they would need one. "Let's do archery now said Craig, my arms are getting tired and I could use a slower sport now." Said Craig. "Good idea," said Andrew.
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Gloith jumped back as the first Uruk-Hai swung an axe. He swung and sliced off another Uruk-Hai's head. Its head flew across the room and broke an arrow that another had just strung onto a bow. Balin throw his throwing axe killing the Uruk-Hai with the axe. Gith throw his throwing axe chopping a new arrow that had been placed on the bow. Then he charged the fourth Uruk-Hai and started to fight with it. He blocked a hard blow to his legs. Spinning around he slammed the butt of his axe into the back of its nee sending it crashing to the floor. Balin meanwhile throw his other throwing axe at the bow of the Uruk-Hai shattering it as it was drawn back. The surprised Uruk-Hai then drew a sword and charged Balin. Gith was getting into trouble because the Uruk-Hai feel pain much less and are incredibly strong. Gith was thrown to the floor for the second time and had just enough time to roll out of the way of the Uruk-Hai's sword. He jumped back to his feet and ducked another slash. Gloith was beating back the Uruk-Hai he was facing and had backed it into a corner. Balin glanced back momentarily and saw the charging Uruk-Hai. He dove sideways knocking over a couch he hit as the former bowman stabbed his sward at where Balin had been. The sward plunged into Balin's opponent as Balin got to his feet. Gith sidestepped as he swung low to add his weight to his swing and at the same moment the Uruk-Hai stabbed. The Uruk-Hai cut part way into Gith's arm with his sward but lost his right foot to Gith's swing. The both fell to the floor crying out in pain as Gloith struck the final blow to his adversary. Seeing his wounded brother he rushed to his brother's side, and dispatched the Uruk-Hai. He paused before joining Balin against the last Uruk-Hai. "Just relax brother, you'll be fine." He turned and with Balin overpowered the final Uruk-Hai.
They looked up at the people that they had just saved. It was a family of four. They looked to be between the ages of fourteen and thirty- five.
They mother looked to be the age of thirty. She was tall, tin, and had long dark brown hair. Her eyes were dark brown. Gloith thought that she looked as if she had some Numenor heritage. She wore a long blue dress that went down to the floor. She had a scared expression on her face and she looked as if she was not exactly sure what had just happened.
The father was taller that the mother and looked to be the age of thirty-five. He was not thin but he was not fat. He was muscular and looked as if he was Rohirim. He had curly blond hair and that went to his ears. He had light blue eyes. He wore black trousers and a red shirt. In his hand was a bloody sward and the dwarves saw two more, dead Uruk-Hai. His shirt was stained with the blood of the two Uruk-Hai.
His youngest daughter was about fourteen years old. She was slightly shorter than her mother and had her mother's hair with her father's eyes. She wore a red skirt and a white blouse. She looked a little scared and very confused.
Her older sister was about two years older than her and it showed in her curves and hips. She had her father's hair but she did not have brown eyes. Her eyes were sea green. She was in between her two parents in height. She wore a long blue dress like her mother's.
"Thank you," said the father. "Will you stay and rest while your companion heals? It's the least we can do to repay you."
"Certainly," said Balin, still breathing heavily from the fight.
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"Something's up!" said Craig. "I feel it in the air, something's not right." "Ya, I feel it two," said Andrew. "Where are the girls?" "They're at the park, sparring." "Oh ya, let's go."
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It had been a week since the fight and Gith could use his arm again. The only two problems that they now faced were what to do with the humans when they left and the events of two days ago. That day two more Uruk-Hai had come. The Uruk-Hai had heard the dwarves speaking to each other about the experiment and had gone to get help. The dwarves heard their horses neighing and had run outside. They had seen the Uruk-Hai running and had thrown axes. Gith's axe hit but the others fell short. Now the Enemy knew of the experiment! They now had to press for time. If the enemy got there first than there would be no hope for middle earth. The dwarves now sat in their room speaking of the second problem.
"We can't just leave them," said Gith. "Another band of Uruk-Hai will just come for them." "Well what do you think we should or can do?" asked Gloith. "The caves," replied Balin. "The Caves in the hills of Rhûn by the sea. There they will be safe with our cousins, besides we're headed there anyways." "Right," the brothers agreed.
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"Grab your sward and your bow, come on let's go!" Craig practically yelled as Andrew and him ran out of the garage with their best swards and bows in hand, quivers on their backs. Craig had a spear and Andrew had two javelins under their arms.
They ran down the road at full speed as they put on the bows ands stuck their swards in their belts. As they ran they saw every pair of eyes that they passed starring right at them. They didn't care, they didn't even look, they just kept on sprinting. They rounded the corner and ran up the slope, around the next corner and up to the top of the hill. Then down a short but steep hill and around and up again. By now they both had stabbing pains in their sides but they refused to stop when their sisters could be in danger. Forcing themselves to press on through the pain they sprinted around the last corner and into the park. They ran up the path and dove around the hedge. They were to late! There on the soft grass of the park lay their sisters dead and surrounded by Uruk-Hai!
Gith sat on Bill The Second, Sam's old pony's son. The three brothers sat on ponies in the main entrance to the Lonely Mountain. They had loaded their ponies with food and supplies and their axes were out and ready at need. They were ready to set out. Turning to wave good-bye to the others, the short sturdy brothers set out for their first destination. They would go to the sea of Rhûn and go through the hills there to a cave that was a huge fortress of the Dwarves. Only the Dwarves knew of it for it was a long kept secret where Dwarves still hid from Uruk-Hai. From there they would head south through Mordor and to the sea of Nûmen. Then south and east through the land of the Easterlings and the Shouthrons they would go.
They followed the river running to the edges of Mirkwood that day. They did not stop for night that day for ever since the Elves left it Mirkwood had become evil again. Now infested with giant Spiders and monsters of all sorts it was peerless. They did not stop the next day either. No, they did not stop until they reached the far side on the third night.
It was raining and they could not get their tinder to light, so they just sat in a small hole beneath a fallen tree. It was shelter from the rain but it was still very cold! They took two-hour watches. Two of them would sleep and one would be a look out.
Near the middle of the night a group of a hundred armed Orcs marched passed. They were on a mission to re-concur the Shire after a rebellion last week had killed most of the Orcs for miles around. The Orcs did not see the Dwarves hiding there gripping their axes, ready at the slightest hint of their detection.
? ? ?
Chantal, like Anne, was more into books rather than into swords, and was often found in her room with Anne reading or studying. Still, not to say that they could not fight. No indeed, for in fact they were quite accomplished warriors. They were good with swords and archery, but they preferred staves and glaives. They were different from most. They, like Andrew and Craig, had a very strong will power and were wise and kind hearted. They all knew the dangers of this world and therefore were seldom seen away from the company of the other three and were never alone.
? ? ?
The company of Orcs passed swiftly and without any knowledge of the dwarves. The rest of the night passed slowly and without any other dangers. In the morning the Dwarves got up cramped and wet. They went to find their hobbled ponies.
By nightfall they were a third of the way to their first destination and halfway to the Carnen. They kept watches that night but saw nothing.
In fact they were at the place in the Carnen where it turns about ninety degrees before they saw anyone. They were passing a small farm and from inside there was a scream. Jumping off their ponies they ran to the door. It had been broken down. They bolted in and found themselves face to face with six Uruk-Hai looking for a taste of man flesh.
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Chantal grabbed her bow and her staff as she left to go spar with Anne at the park. "Bye, Craig, bye, Andrew. Going to the park, be back soon." She called out as she left. "Bye they echoed as Craig swung his sword at Andrew's head. Andrew blocked in time to save his head from a big goose egg. They did not use real swords because they could not afford them, but the sturdy sticks that they used were good enough for now. Andrew swung and Craig got his sward up at the last second. Andrew's sward pushed Craig's sward back so Craig had to swing hard and fast at Andrew's chest to avoid being hit. Seeing the chance Andrew took a stronger swing, putting all of his weight into it. The swards collided in the centre with enough force that they snapped off a foot from the top of both and sent splinters flying everywhere. Both boys fell back laughing. The swards were not their best, those they saved for real situations that they would need one. "Let's do archery now said Craig, my arms are getting tired and I could use a slower sport now." Said Craig. "Good idea," said Andrew.
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Gloith jumped back as the first Uruk-Hai swung an axe. He swung and sliced off another Uruk-Hai's head. Its head flew across the room and broke an arrow that another had just strung onto a bow. Balin throw his throwing axe killing the Uruk-Hai with the axe. Gith throw his throwing axe chopping a new arrow that had been placed on the bow. Then he charged the fourth Uruk-Hai and started to fight with it. He blocked a hard blow to his legs. Spinning around he slammed the butt of his axe into the back of its nee sending it crashing to the floor. Balin meanwhile throw his other throwing axe at the bow of the Uruk-Hai shattering it as it was drawn back. The surprised Uruk-Hai then drew a sword and charged Balin. Gith was getting into trouble because the Uruk-Hai feel pain much less and are incredibly strong. Gith was thrown to the floor for the second time and had just enough time to roll out of the way of the Uruk-Hai's sword. He jumped back to his feet and ducked another slash. Gloith was beating back the Uruk-Hai he was facing and had backed it into a corner. Balin glanced back momentarily and saw the charging Uruk-Hai. He dove sideways knocking over a couch he hit as the former bowman stabbed his sward at where Balin had been. The sward plunged into Balin's opponent as Balin got to his feet. Gith sidestepped as he swung low to add his weight to his swing and at the same moment the Uruk-Hai stabbed. The Uruk-Hai cut part way into Gith's arm with his sward but lost his right foot to Gith's swing. The both fell to the floor crying out in pain as Gloith struck the final blow to his adversary. Seeing his wounded brother he rushed to his brother's side, and dispatched the Uruk-Hai. He paused before joining Balin against the last Uruk-Hai. "Just relax brother, you'll be fine." He turned and with Balin overpowered the final Uruk-Hai.
They looked up at the people that they had just saved. It was a family of four. They looked to be between the ages of fourteen and thirty- five.
They mother looked to be the age of thirty. She was tall, tin, and had long dark brown hair. Her eyes were dark brown. Gloith thought that she looked as if she had some Numenor heritage. She wore a long blue dress that went down to the floor. She had a scared expression on her face and she looked as if she was not exactly sure what had just happened.
The father was taller that the mother and looked to be the age of thirty-five. He was not thin but he was not fat. He was muscular and looked as if he was Rohirim. He had curly blond hair and that went to his ears. He had light blue eyes. He wore black trousers and a red shirt. In his hand was a bloody sward and the dwarves saw two more, dead Uruk-Hai. His shirt was stained with the blood of the two Uruk-Hai.
His youngest daughter was about fourteen years old. She was slightly shorter than her mother and had her mother's hair with her father's eyes. She wore a red skirt and a white blouse. She looked a little scared and very confused.
Her older sister was about two years older than her and it showed in her curves and hips. She had her father's hair but she did not have brown eyes. Her eyes were sea green. She was in between her two parents in height. She wore a long blue dress like her mother's.
"Thank you," said the father. "Will you stay and rest while your companion heals? It's the least we can do to repay you."
"Certainly," said Balin, still breathing heavily from the fight.
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"Something's up!" said Craig. "I feel it in the air, something's not right." "Ya, I feel it two," said Andrew. "Where are the girls?" "They're at the park, sparring." "Oh ya, let's go."
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It had been a week since the fight and Gith could use his arm again. The only two problems that they now faced were what to do with the humans when they left and the events of two days ago. That day two more Uruk-Hai had come. The Uruk-Hai had heard the dwarves speaking to each other about the experiment and had gone to get help. The dwarves heard their horses neighing and had run outside. They had seen the Uruk-Hai running and had thrown axes. Gith's axe hit but the others fell short. Now the Enemy knew of the experiment! They now had to press for time. If the enemy got there first than there would be no hope for middle earth. The dwarves now sat in their room speaking of the second problem.
"We can't just leave them," said Gith. "Another band of Uruk-Hai will just come for them." "Well what do you think we should or can do?" asked Gloith. "The caves," replied Balin. "The Caves in the hills of Rhûn by the sea. There they will be safe with our cousins, besides we're headed there anyways." "Right," the brothers agreed.
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"Grab your sward and your bow, come on let's go!" Craig practically yelled as Andrew and him ran out of the garage with their best swards and bows in hand, quivers on their backs. Craig had a spear and Andrew had two javelins under their arms.
They ran down the road at full speed as they put on the bows ands stuck their swards in their belts. As they ran they saw every pair of eyes that they passed starring right at them. They didn't care, they didn't even look, they just kept on sprinting. They rounded the corner and ran up the slope, around the next corner and up to the top of the hill. Then down a short but steep hill and around and up again. By now they both had stabbing pains in their sides but they refused to stop when their sisters could be in danger. Forcing themselves to press on through the pain they sprinted around the last corner and into the park. They ran up the path and dove around the hedge. They were to late! There on the soft grass of the park lay their sisters dead and surrounded by Uruk-Hai!