Ronein felt his foot slip, but recovered quickly by throwing his foot in
front of his other. As he regained his balance, an orc ran at him,
screaming. Ronein thrust his sword into the creature, and then pushed it
away.
Ronein and Legolas were fighting their way to one of the towers that held a catapult at it's top. The men who had been operating it had been slain. Ronein swept his sword, beheading an orc, then striking another in the face. Legolas held one knife backwards in his hand, and slashed an uruk's throat, and then, switching his blade back to a regular hold, he stabbed another one in the chest.
"Legolas! There!" Ronein said, pointing at the ground near Legolas, where an archer lay fallen, his quiver nearly full. Legolas quickly sheathed his knives, and picked up the arrows. Reading his bow once more, he rapidly began to fell orcs. Ronein sprinted for the tower.
"Cover me!" Ronein shouted as he ran past the elf. As Legolas sent an arrow into one's throat, one came up from behind him. Legolas kicked the orc in the stomach, and then punched it in the face. As Legolas watched the orc stumble, and eventually fall, off the wall, Ronein made his way up the tower. Ronein stopped to parry, and shove, an orc from the tower, and then blocked another's blade. Ronein put his foot behind the orc's leg, and forcing his foot back, tripped the orc. Ronein then plunged his sword into the orc. Finally, Ronein reached the top, and the catapult was reclaimed.
Soon Legolas appeared behind the man, and with a silent acknowledgement, they set out to ready the weapon. Legolas turned the wheel beside the catapult, which turned gears that spun the catapult around, allowing it to fire upon the enemy catapults.
Ronein picked up one of the projectiles, which were, in essence, stones wrapped in grass soaked in pitch. He set the stone I the catapult. Using his sword, he slid it across another stone, creating sparks that lit the grass. Then, Legolas pulled the lever, and the catapult flung the flaming stone. The stone itself missed the catapult it was aimed for, but it had the same effect. The fire ignited the ammunition of the orc's, causing an explosion. Ronein and Legolas quickly prepared another shot.
Aragorn, Gimli, and Faramir watched the explosion. They had been fighting back the tide, so they could defend the wall, with the small amount of soldiers still outside. A cheer came from the men.
"Legolas and Ronein did it!" Faramir shouted. The orcs looked at their burning siege weapon, and an unbearable cry rose up from the orc hoard. Faramir plunged his sword into an uruk, then balled a fist, and punched another.
"Aye lad, but remember, we still have to hold the foul creatures here!" Gimli said, cutting down a couple of orcs. The dwarf yelled, and then hewed many of the orcs in front of him. An uruk ran towards Gimli, but the dwarf slid under his legs, and shoved his ax in the uruk's back.
"Gimli, your ax work never ceases to amaze me." Aragorn said with a smile. The king parried an uruk's blade, and then tripped it, plunging Anduril deep into the creature. Aragorn looked up, catapult release. "Look out!" Elessar cried. The bomb exploded on the ground in front of the men, sending Aragorn flying back into the wall. Fortunately, the wall remained in tact.
"The orcs are too many my king!" Faramir shouted. "We must retreat!" Aragorn knew that they could not hold out against such force much longer, but he also knew that if they retreated, Osgiliath would fall.
"Nay! We cannot abandon Osgiliath like this. We must hold their line here." And so, Aragorn parried an orc's blade, and cried out. The men of Gondor also cried with their King, and resumed their battle. However, Aragorn looked forward, and two things happened. Ronein and Legolas once again fired the catapult, eliminating not one, but two of the enemy catapults in an explosion. Then, horns sounded to the south. The soldiers of Dol Amroth had rode to battle. As the riders of Dol Amroth collided with the orcish army, and the men of Gondor pushed the orcs back out of Osgiliath, a great cheer, and a small sigh of relief, rose from the men. The orcs fled in terror, knowing that they were beaten.
"Prince Imrahil! How could you have known about this battle?" Aragorn said, riding his horse alongside the prince. Gimli and Legolas rode behind them.
"It is indeed a strange chance, or fate perhaps, that we were able to ride here today. However," Imrahil paused. He looked around at the men. " I think it would be wise if we discussed these matters somewhere less open to all ears." The king nodded. He had already sent Legolas and Gimli back to Minas Tirith, to prepare for his return.
"Come Legolas and Gimli! You shall now return to the citadel you fought so hard to defend long ago!" King Elessar said. And so, the King, the prince, and the Steward set off. Before they departed, Aragorn said this to Ronein.
"Be sure to send a runner if anything happens. I do not want this place to be caught off guard again." Upon saying these words, the King went back to Minas Tirith.
And so, the King and his entourage entered through the gates, which had been made of Mithril mined by the small dwarven colony which Gimli himself had created inside the glittering caves behind Helm's Deep. When the gates opened, the horns sounded the welcome of the King, and all who were present to see, bowed before the King. But the King did not stay long to greet them. Instead he, and his companions, went straight for the Tower of Ecthelion where they would discuss many important matters.
Upon entering through the great door, Arwen and Eowyn stood near the throne waiting for them, with Legolas and Gimli. Faramir stopped before his wife, and embraced her. The King and Queen kissed each other lightly, before turning to the Prince.
"Now you said you wished these matters to be discussed in private. What was it that made you wish to do so?" Elessar said. Imrahil sighed, and shook his head slightly. Arwen however, spoke first.
"My love, there is someone here, who you should definitely see." The former elf said. Legolas and Gimli also agreed, as did Prince Imrahil when Aragorn looked at him. After a few moments, the door opened once more. Aragorn did not look to the door, until he saw the look upon Faramir's face. He turned his head, and his eyes bulged in shock.
There in the door, stood Boromir.
Ronein and Legolas were fighting their way to one of the towers that held a catapult at it's top. The men who had been operating it had been slain. Ronein swept his sword, beheading an orc, then striking another in the face. Legolas held one knife backwards in his hand, and slashed an uruk's throat, and then, switching his blade back to a regular hold, he stabbed another one in the chest.
"Legolas! There!" Ronein said, pointing at the ground near Legolas, where an archer lay fallen, his quiver nearly full. Legolas quickly sheathed his knives, and picked up the arrows. Reading his bow once more, he rapidly began to fell orcs. Ronein sprinted for the tower.
"Cover me!" Ronein shouted as he ran past the elf. As Legolas sent an arrow into one's throat, one came up from behind him. Legolas kicked the orc in the stomach, and then punched it in the face. As Legolas watched the orc stumble, and eventually fall, off the wall, Ronein made his way up the tower. Ronein stopped to parry, and shove, an orc from the tower, and then blocked another's blade. Ronein put his foot behind the orc's leg, and forcing his foot back, tripped the orc. Ronein then plunged his sword into the orc. Finally, Ronein reached the top, and the catapult was reclaimed.
Soon Legolas appeared behind the man, and with a silent acknowledgement, they set out to ready the weapon. Legolas turned the wheel beside the catapult, which turned gears that spun the catapult around, allowing it to fire upon the enemy catapults.
Ronein picked up one of the projectiles, which were, in essence, stones wrapped in grass soaked in pitch. He set the stone I the catapult. Using his sword, he slid it across another stone, creating sparks that lit the grass. Then, Legolas pulled the lever, and the catapult flung the flaming stone. The stone itself missed the catapult it was aimed for, but it had the same effect. The fire ignited the ammunition of the orc's, causing an explosion. Ronein and Legolas quickly prepared another shot.
Aragorn, Gimli, and Faramir watched the explosion. They had been fighting back the tide, so they could defend the wall, with the small amount of soldiers still outside. A cheer came from the men.
"Legolas and Ronein did it!" Faramir shouted. The orcs looked at their burning siege weapon, and an unbearable cry rose up from the orc hoard. Faramir plunged his sword into an uruk, then balled a fist, and punched another.
"Aye lad, but remember, we still have to hold the foul creatures here!" Gimli said, cutting down a couple of orcs. The dwarf yelled, and then hewed many of the orcs in front of him. An uruk ran towards Gimli, but the dwarf slid under his legs, and shoved his ax in the uruk's back.
"Gimli, your ax work never ceases to amaze me." Aragorn said with a smile. The king parried an uruk's blade, and then tripped it, plunging Anduril deep into the creature. Aragorn looked up, catapult release. "Look out!" Elessar cried. The bomb exploded on the ground in front of the men, sending Aragorn flying back into the wall. Fortunately, the wall remained in tact.
"The orcs are too many my king!" Faramir shouted. "We must retreat!" Aragorn knew that they could not hold out against such force much longer, but he also knew that if they retreated, Osgiliath would fall.
"Nay! We cannot abandon Osgiliath like this. We must hold their line here." And so, Aragorn parried an orc's blade, and cried out. The men of Gondor also cried with their King, and resumed their battle. However, Aragorn looked forward, and two things happened. Ronein and Legolas once again fired the catapult, eliminating not one, but two of the enemy catapults in an explosion. Then, horns sounded to the south. The soldiers of Dol Amroth had rode to battle. As the riders of Dol Amroth collided with the orcish army, and the men of Gondor pushed the orcs back out of Osgiliath, a great cheer, and a small sigh of relief, rose from the men. The orcs fled in terror, knowing that they were beaten.
"Prince Imrahil! How could you have known about this battle?" Aragorn said, riding his horse alongside the prince. Gimli and Legolas rode behind them.
"It is indeed a strange chance, or fate perhaps, that we were able to ride here today. However," Imrahil paused. He looked around at the men. " I think it would be wise if we discussed these matters somewhere less open to all ears." The king nodded. He had already sent Legolas and Gimli back to Minas Tirith, to prepare for his return.
"Come Legolas and Gimli! You shall now return to the citadel you fought so hard to defend long ago!" King Elessar said. And so, the King, the prince, and the Steward set off. Before they departed, Aragorn said this to Ronein.
"Be sure to send a runner if anything happens. I do not want this place to be caught off guard again." Upon saying these words, the King went back to Minas Tirith.
And so, the King and his entourage entered through the gates, which had been made of Mithril mined by the small dwarven colony which Gimli himself had created inside the glittering caves behind Helm's Deep. When the gates opened, the horns sounded the welcome of the King, and all who were present to see, bowed before the King. But the King did not stay long to greet them. Instead he, and his companions, went straight for the Tower of Ecthelion where they would discuss many important matters.
Upon entering through the great door, Arwen and Eowyn stood near the throne waiting for them, with Legolas and Gimli. Faramir stopped before his wife, and embraced her. The King and Queen kissed each other lightly, before turning to the Prince.
"Now you said you wished these matters to be discussed in private. What was it that made you wish to do so?" Elessar said. Imrahil sighed, and shook his head slightly. Arwen however, spoke first.
"My love, there is someone here, who you should definitely see." The former elf said. Legolas and Gimli also agreed, as did Prince Imrahil when Aragorn looked at him. After a few moments, the door opened once more. Aragorn did not look to the door, until he saw the look upon Faramir's face. He turned his head, and his eyes bulged in shock.
There in the door, stood Boromir.