The young archer eyed the target and let the arrow fly. It soared through the air and landed in the middle of the target.
"Nice one, but can you do it blindfolded?" asked the archer's friend.
"I'm up to it, Carrick, if you are," The young archer replied with a smile playing across his lips.
Carrick took out a blindfold and held it out.
"You first.
The young archer took the blindfold and covered his eyes. He took up his bow and arrow and notched it. He was about to let it fly when
"Prince Legolas! Orcs have been spotted coming this way!" a servant cried, crashing through the brush.
Legolas tore off the blindfold and looked at Carrick, "Come, let's spill some orc blood!" He was about to race off when the servant stopped him again.
"Your father says that these orcs when killed, are multiplied from the dead parts. They are indestructible.
Legolas drank in this new information and decided that going back to the palace was best. The three walked as silently as they could when a blood-curdling scream cut through the night. Legolas stopped and headed in the direction from which it came from.
"Where are you going?" Carrick called after him.
"Someone is in trouble." And with that said he raced off. Carrick and the servant followed right behind him.
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Catia shut her eyes, but the grisely picture stayed within her mind. She opened them and the sight that she saw almost made her meal come back up.
There was blood everywhere. Deep, dark red blood that covered the floors, the furniture, and the walls. Some even dripped off the ceiling. Catia's family had been murdered in a gruetesque way. It appeared that her father had fought before he died because his elven blades were sprawled by his lifeless and headless body. His stomach had been slit open and some of his fingers were missing. Catia's mother, sister, and brother were hacked to pieces. They were so tiny that one couldn't even begin to piece them back together.
Catia heard a sickening thud and turned around slowly, then let out another scream. On the table was her fathers head. She looked up at the ceiling and saw her other family member's heads hanging from pikes that had been stuck in the ceiling. Then, movement in a darken corner caught her eye. She slipped and slid on the slick floor to the corner. When the candlelight hit the Ôthing', Catia gave a small cry and dropped to her knees.
"Diamoita? Can you hear me?
The old elf turned his gray eyes to Catia. He gave a half smile and then grabbed her hand. "They're looking for you
Catia interrupted him, "Who?" But he had already slipped to the other side. She closed his eyes and cradled his lifeless body in her arms. Then began to weep.
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Legolas' ears perked as another scream cut through the night. He continued in the direction that he though it was coming from.
"Legolas, do you really think this is safe? Maybe we should send out the royal guardÉ" Carrick began but Legolas had turned around and put his finger to his lips. He turned back around and crept closer to the dark cottage.
He could hear weeping and that turned into heart-wrenching sobs.
ÔWhoever's in there must be really upset.' He though to himself. He looked to his left and saw Carrick right beside him.
"WellÉnow what?" Carrick mouthed. Legolas pointed towards the door. Silently they headed towards the door with weapons drawn.