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A hour after they had saddled the horses they were on their way. When they started off they were all talking together and having fun. Recently their father had passed away, so they had one extra horse that Eotheod was riding. The horse's name was Arrow, and was a pure black horse. About ten minutes had passed before Frealaf broke the silence.
"Where do you live, Eotheod?"
"Rohan, same as all of you." he lied.
"Do you have any brothers or sisters?" Haleth and Freyda asked.
"Yes, two brothers. I am the oldest, then comes Leodmund who is ten. And lastly Helm, he is eight. They are staying home with my mother." said Eotheod, who was lying again.
"Who old are you?" asked Freyda.
"I am twelve."
"I am eleven." she said giggling.
"I know."
"How?"
"Frealaf told me."
"Oh!" she laughed.
The friends went on talking, sometimes laughing until supper came. There was not much food, but the food they did have was very filling. The whole company, after dinner, went on riding until it became dark. Eotheod was sharing a tent with Frealaf and Heorl. He had a small cup of clear drinking water and went to bed. In the morning, they were awakened by a soldier fully dressed in armor.
"My friends the sun has been risen for an hour now, we must get ready for another full days ride."
"Thank you, Solakul." Spoke Heorl, who obviously knew him.
Frealaf, Heorl, and Eotheod all helped each other to put their armor on. The night was cold, but their armor was even colder. When Heorl helped Eotheod put his armor on, Eotheod screamed out,
"Eeeeeeeee!"
"What is wrong?" Heorl and Frealaf asked.
"The armor is freezing cold!"
Heorl and Frealaf looked at each other and then to Eotheod and started laughing. They finished getting ready and exited the tent and met Haleth and Freyda. Both of them were looking at Eotheod and whispering to one and another. The tree walked up to them and said together,
"Good morning, ladies."
They replied, "Good morning, sirs."
With that Heorl helped his mother up onto her horse. And Frealaf, noticing that Freyda liked Eotheod helped Haleth onto her horse. Eotheod seeing that they were all busy, decided to help Freyda up onto her bay colored horse.
"Thank you good sir." she said smiling.
"You are welcome, milady."
She kept on smiling.
He jumped up onto his horse, as did Frealaf and Heorl.
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They rode on for a few hours all talking, quite as they did the day before. Soon there was a faint voice in the distance who screamed,
"A scout!"
Eotheod, Frealaf had no idea what was going on even when Heorl had rode of as fast as the wind. But soon a rider came rushing through them and screaming to everyone else,
"WARGS, WARGS! Women and children escape with Eowyn, Go to Helms Deep! Men and young adults, with me to fight the Wargs!"
They soon understood and went to say quick good-byes to Frealaf's family. They all had kissed Frealaf and him on the cheek and wished the to bade well. Eotheod and Frealaf looked at each other, shook hands and rode off. When they had reached the group of riders they could see the Wargs and Warg riders o the horizon.
~They out number us!~ Eotheod panicked.
The two armies soon met with an bang. Eotheod looked over at Frealaf who was doing well, he had killed two riders and three wargs. He turned and saw an warg and had just enough time to jump. He fell to the ground with a thud. When he landed, pain shot through his arm, he turned over to see a orc with a blood stained knife in his hand, laughing wickedly. Eotheod quickly rolled over to his left grabbed his sword and fell down in pain. He looked at his other arm to see a arrow stuck through it, and looked at his first wound to see his blood covered arm and his reopened wound from the great hall gushing blood. With his remaining strength, lifted his sword and struck down his laughing enemy. He could not move because of the pain, soon his vision blurred and he blacked out.
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HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!
Chill Everyone,
Eothain
Enjoy!
A hour after they had saddled the horses they were on their way. When they started off they were all talking together and having fun. Recently their father had passed away, so they had one extra horse that Eotheod was riding. The horse's name was Arrow, and was a pure black horse. About ten minutes had passed before Frealaf broke the silence.
"Where do you live, Eotheod?"
"Rohan, same as all of you." he lied.
"Do you have any brothers or sisters?" Haleth and Freyda asked.
"Yes, two brothers. I am the oldest, then comes Leodmund who is ten. And lastly Helm, he is eight. They are staying home with my mother." said Eotheod, who was lying again.
"Who old are you?" asked Freyda.
"I am twelve."
"I am eleven." she said giggling.
"I know."
"How?"
"Frealaf told me."
"Oh!" she laughed.
The friends went on talking, sometimes laughing until supper came. There was not much food, but the food they did have was very filling. The whole company, after dinner, went on riding until it became dark. Eotheod was sharing a tent with Frealaf and Heorl. He had a small cup of clear drinking water and went to bed. In the morning, they were awakened by a soldier fully dressed in armor.
"My friends the sun has been risen for an hour now, we must get ready for another full days ride."
"Thank you, Solakul." Spoke Heorl, who obviously knew him.
Frealaf, Heorl, and Eotheod all helped each other to put their armor on. The night was cold, but their armor was even colder. When Heorl helped Eotheod put his armor on, Eotheod screamed out,
"Eeeeeeeee!"
"What is wrong?" Heorl and Frealaf asked.
"The armor is freezing cold!"
Heorl and Frealaf looked at each other and then to Eotheod and started laughing. They finished getting ready and exited the tent and met Haleth and Freyda. Both of them were looking at Eotheod and whispering to one and another. The tree walked up to them and said together,
"Good morning, ladies."
They replied, "Good morning, sirs."
With that Heorl helped his mother up onto her horse. And Frealaf, noticing that Freyda liked Eotheod helped Haleth onto her horse. Eotheod seeing that they were all busy, decided to help Freyda up onto her bay colored horse.
"Thank you good sir." she said smiling.
"You are welcome, milady."
She kept on smiling.
He jumped up onto his horse, as did Frealaf and Heorl.
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They rode on for a few hours all talking, quite as they did the day before. Soon there was a faint voice in the distance who screamed,
"A scout!"
Eotheod, Frealaf had no idea what was going on even when Heorl had rode of as fast as the wind. But soon a rider came rushing through them and screaming to everyone else,
"WARGS, WARGS! Women and children escape with Eowyn, Go to Helms Deep! Men and young adults, with me to fight the Wargs!"
They soon understood and went to say quick good-byes to Frealaf's family. They all had kissed Frealaf and him on the cheek and wished the to bade well. Eotheod and Frealaf looked at each other, shook hands and rode off. When they had reached the group of riders they could see the Wargs and Warg riders o the horizon.
~They out number us!~ Eotheod panicked.
The two armies soon met with an bang. Eotheod looked over at Frealaf who was doing well, he had killed two riders and three wargs. He turned and saw an warg and had just enough time to jump. He fell to the ground with a thud. When he landed, pain shot through his arm, he turned over to see a orc with a blood stained knife in his hand, laughing wickedly. Eotheod quickly rolled over to his left grabbed his sword and fell down in pain. He looked at his other arm to see a arrow stuck through it, and looked at his first wound to see his blood covered arm and his reopened wound from the great hall gushing blood. With his remaining strength, lifted his sword and struck down his laughing enemy. He could not move because of the pain, soon his vision blurred and he blacked out.
............................................................................ ......................................
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I am good!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!
REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!
Chill Everyone,
Eothain