Morning dawned early for everyone, and soon horses were saddled and
they set out, arriving near Pellenor fields at about noon. Sayowyn and Naro
were first to gallop up to the top of the hill overlooking the fields of
Pellenor and Minas Tirith. What she saw made her jaw drop.
Orcs, goblins, Uruk-hai, cave trolls, Nazgul and other hideous beings were already at war with the Men of Gondor. Tens of thousands at least were lined up, most inside the walls of Minas Tirith already. Sayowyn knew that this was the war of all wars. The deciding day for Men. Moments later, the rest of the Rohirrim rode up. Everyones reaction was the same. Eowyn rode beside Sayowyn. The elf was hardly surprised to see the woman was joining them in battle. "Why did you not tell me that Aragorns' heart belonged to someone else?" she asked in anger.
Sayowyn was taken aback by this question. This was no time for such a discussion. "I wanted to tell you. But I could not be the one to bring such sad news to your ears, Eowyn." she replied.
"No Sayowyn. You did not make me sad. Instead, you have made me angry!" The woman said before turning her horse away. Sayowyn noticed that Merry was riding with her. Sayowyn dismissed Eowyns' comments, preparing for war.
Theoden gave a long speech, preparing them for death and glory. Sayowyn sat, her body tense. This time, she was not fighting alongside Legolas, and felt slightly afraid. Before she knew it, the three thousand riders of the Rohirrim were taking charge. "To war!" The King cried.
The sound of the horses hoofbeats were nearly deafening. Sayowyn rode hard and fast, in the front of the mass of Rohan warriors. The orcs took up their arrows and fired, killing at least one hundred riders before they even reached them. However, within seconds, the riders flooded the crowds of orcs, and began making their way through the fields, killing many an orc as they did so. Two hours worth of fighting saw Sayowyn and Naro tired, yet uninjured. Sayowyn looked into the sky. The sun was directly above her. She gave Naro the signal and off he ran, towards Gondors' western shores.
She was anxious when she saw a large group of orcs awaiting the ships, which were almost at their destination. Sayowyn rode between the sea and the orcs. She dismounted Naro and whispered in his ear. The stallion then galloped off, where he was going to meet her safely a short while later. "What's this here?" one orc called out.
"Gonna fight us all are ye?" another cried.Sayowyn said nothing. The ships pulled up to the shoreline and stopped. "They're finally here! A little late are we?" the same orc yelled.
Sayowyn smiled at them all, her back turned to the ships. Legolas, Aragorn and Gimli leaped from the side of the boat and stood beside her. Legolas was glad to see that Sayowyn was not hurt. The orcs began to laugh again, this time more nervously. They wondered what was going on. Then, out of the ships came the Dead. Thousands of green spectres flew out at them. Sayowyn, if she looked closely enough, could make out facial and body features.
The orcs screeched as they were slaughtered by the dead, which were not only invincable to any kind of injury, but could literally fly. And fly they did, killing hundreds of orcs on their way to Minas Tirith.
Sayowyn and her friends all ran to join the battle, and soon arrived back in the middle of it. Everyone soon felt tremors in the ground. Mumakil had arrived. The great Oliphants destroyed everything in their path, while the Easterlings that rode upon their backs shot arrows down below. A horse, which was running riderless nearby, was also caught up in the fright and confusion. Quietly, Sayowyn stepped over to it.
She swung up into the saddle and spoke calming words to him. She then took off towards the Mumakil, which were trampling many riders and horses. It seemed hopeless and they could not be beaten. Sayowyn steered the gelding between the legs of the Oliphant, and then stood on the saddle. It was hard to balance, but Sayowyn pulled out her elvish daggers and slit the animals tendons in his legs. The great beast fell to the ground, shaking it.
Sayowyn and Legolas simply looked at one another, before each taking off to destroy two Oliphants. Once close enough, Sayowyn leapt from the horses back and onto the girth which held the Easterlings safely above. Reaching over, she cut the back cinch, and then cut the one she was holding onto. The elf was hoping that it would slide off the opposite way, pulling her onto the animals back, as Legolas' had, but instead it fell to her side.
Quickly she grabbed hold of the Oliphants ear and dangled from it, waving goodbye as the Easterlings fell to their death. She then climbed a top the animals head and smiled when she saw that Legolas' Mumakil was going head on. In unison they pulled out arrows and released them into the back of the Oliphants heads, causing the beasts to drop and collide with one another at full force.
Both Sayowyn and Legolas slid down the tusks of the Oliphants. Anyone who watched swore it was a mirrored image. The elves both landed safely, inches away from one another. "Nice move!" Legolas simply said, before they both went their seperate ways to fight their own battles.
"That only counts as one!" Gimli said to Legolas in exasperation.
Sayowyn fought her way through the great crowds of orcs and came to a small clearing. There, she saw Theoden, laying under a horse which had fallen on him. And she saw a Nazgul. On the dragon-like creatures back sat the Lord of the Nazgul. This was supposedly a demon even the greatest warrior could not defeat.
Eowyn was between the two monsters and her uncle. The dragon was about to take a fatal bite, one that would kill Eowyn. Sayowyn, faster than the eye could follow, whipped out an arrow and aimed it, releasing it. Legolas' training had prepared her for this moment. The arrow hit square on its mark, piercing the dragon in the side of the neck, causing it to rock back, so Eowyn could finish it off.
Sayowyn did not stay to watch the rest of the great fight, for she was busy killing more evil creatures that were so determined to kill the good of Middle-earth. But the day had taken its toll on the elf princess, and she grew tired rapidly, not hitting the orcs with as much force as she would have liked to. Thankfully, at that moment, the Dead had made their way into the Minas Tirith, and killed all who were in their way.
Half an hour later, the battle for Pellenor fields was over. Thanks to the Dead, the world of Men was temporarily saved. Sayowyn approached Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn, who were with the King of the Dead and his army of former traitors.
"Maybe we should keep them." Gimli was saying as Sayowyn arrived. "They come in handy."
"You made a promise, Aragorn, son of Arathorn!" the King cried out.
Aragorn raised his new sword. "And I intend to keep my promise. Go. Be free and in peace." he finished.
Moments later, the King began to diminish, as well as the rest of his men. Sayowyn smiled as they disappeared into the air, for their souls were freed. If only the princess could have felt the same way.
Orcs, goblins, Uruk-hai, cave trolls, Nazgul and other hideous beings were already at war with the Men of Gondor. Tens of thousands at least were lined up, most inside the walls of Minas Tirith already. Sayowyn knew that this was the war of all wars. The deciding day for Men. Moments later, the rest of the Rohirrim rode up. Everyones reaction was the same. Eowyn rode beside Sayowyn. The elf was hardly surprised to see the woman was joining them in battle. "Why did you not tell me that Aragorns' heart belonged to someone else?" she asked in anger.
Sayowyn was taken aback by this question. This was no time for such a discussion. "I wanted to tell you. But I could not be the one to bring such sad news to your ears, Eowyn." she replied.
"No Sayowyn. You did not make me sad. Instead, you have made me angry!" The woman said before turning her horse away. Sayowyn noticed that Merry was riding with her. Sayowyn dismissed Eowyns' comments, preparing for war.
Theoden gave a long speech, preparing them for death and glory. Sayowyn sat, her body tense. This time, she was not fighting alongside Legolas, and felt slightly afraid. Before she knew it, the three thousand riders of the Rohirrim were taking charge. "To war!" The King cried.
The sound of the horses hoofbeats were nearly deafening. Sayowyn rode hard and fast, in the front of the mass of Rohan warriors. The orcs took up their arrows and fired, killing at least one hundred riders before they even reached them. However, within seconds, the riders flooded the crowds of orcs, and began making their way through the fields, killing many an orc as they did so. Two hours worth of fighting saw Sayowyn and Naro tired, yet uninjured. Sayowyn looked into the sky. The sun was directly above her. She gave Naro the signal and off he ran, towards Gondors' western shores.
She was anxious when she saw a large group of orcs awaiting the ships, which were almost at their destination. Sayowyn rode between the sea and the orcs. She dismounted Naro and whispered in his ear. The stallion then galloped off, where he was going to meet her safely a short while later. "What's this here?" one orc called out.
"Gonna fight us all are ye?" another cried.Sayowyn said nothing. The ships pulled up to the shoreline and stopped. "They're finally here! A little late are we?" the same orc yelled.
Sayowyn smiled at them all, her back turned to the ships. Legolas, Aragorn and Gimli leaped from the side of the boat and stood beside her. Legolas was glad to see that Sayowyn was not hurt. The orcs began to laugh again, this time more nervously. They wondered what was going on. Then, out of the ships came the Dead. Thousands of green spectres flew out at them. Sayowyn, if she looked closely enough, could make out facial and body features.
The orcs screeched as they were slaughtered by the dead, which were not only invincable to any kind of injury, but could literally fly. And fly they did, killing hundreds of orcs on their way to Minas Tirith.
Sayowyn and her friends all ran to join the battle, and soon arrived back in the middle of it. Everyone soon felt tremors in the ground. Mumakil had arrived. The great Oliphants destroyed everything in their path, while the Easterlings that rode upon their backs shot arrows down below. A horse, which was running riderless nearby, was also caught up in the fright and confusion. Quietly, Sayowyn stepped over to it.
She swung up into the saddle and spoke calming words to him. She then took off towards the Mumakil, which were trampling many riders and horses. It seemed hopeless and they could not be beaten. Sayowyn steered the gelding between the legs of the Oliphant, and then stood on the saddle. It was hard to balance, but Sayowyn pulled out her elvish daggers and slit the animals tendons in his legs. The great beast fell to the ground, shaking it.
Sayowyn and Legolas simply looked at one another, before each taking off to destroy two Oliphants. Once close enough, Sayowyn leapt from the horses back and onto the girth which held the Easterlings safely above. Reaching over, she cut the back cinch, and then cut the one she was holding onto. The elf was hoping that it would slide off the opposite way, pulling her onto the animals back, as Legolas' had, but instead it fell to her side.
Quickly she grabbed hold of the Oliphants ear and dangled from it, waving goodbye as the Easterlings fell to their death. She then climbed a top the animals head and smiled when she saw that Legolas' Mumakil was going head on. In unison they pulled out arrows and released them into the back of the Oliphants heads, causing the beasts to drop and collide with one another at full force.
Both Sayowyn and Legolas slid down the tusks of the Oliphants. Anyone who watched swore it was a mirrored image. The elves both landed safely, inches away from one another. "Nice move!" Legolas simply said, before they both went their seperate ways to fight their own battles.
"That only counts as one!" Gimli said to Legolas in exasperation.
Sayowyn fought her way through the great crowds of orcs and came to a small clearing. There, she saw Theoden, laying under a horse which had fallen on him. And she saw a Nazgul. On the dragon-like creatures back sat the Lord of the Nazgul. This was supposedly a demon even the greatest warrior could not defeat.
Eowyn was between the two monsters and her uncle. The dragon was about to take a fatal bite, one that would kill Eowyn. Sayowyn, faster than the eye could follow, whipped out an arrow and aimed it, releasing it. Legolas' training had prepared her for this moment. The arrow hit square on its mark, piercing the dragon in the side of the neck, causing it to rock back, so Eowyn could finish it off.
Sayowyn did not stay to watch the rest of the great fight, for she was busy killing more evil creatures that were so determined to kill the good of Middle-earth. But the day had taken its toll on the elf princess, and she grew tired rapidly, not hitting the orcs with as much force as she would have liked to. Thankfully, at that moment, the Dead had made their way into the Minas Tirith, and killed all who were in their way.
Half an hour later, the battle for Pellenor fields was over. Thanks to the Dead, the world of Men was temporarily saved. Sayowyn approached Legolas, Gimli, and Aragorn, who were with the King of the Dead and his army of former traitors.
"Maybe we should keep them." Gimli was saying as Sayowyn arrived. "They come in handy."
"You made a promise, Aragorn, son of Arathorn!" the King cried out.
Aragorn raised his new sword. "And I intend to keep my promise. Go. Be free and in peace." he finished.
Moments later, the King began to diminish, as well as the rest of his men. Sayowyn smiled as they disappeared into the air, for their souls were freed. If only the princess could have felt the same way.