STRIKE 3
Galadriel soaked her feet in the soft, crisp streams of the Golden Wood. A lot of stress had been put on her lately. First, the evil of Sauron had stirred up again, so she had to send her army out on watch for the enemy. Then the Fellowship came into Lorien, bringing great grief and despair to her people. Finally, she had her temptation to take the ring from Frodo in a painful test that nearly destroyed all hope for Middle-Earth. But she passed her test and the Fellowship had been gone for some time, so most of her troubles were behind her. But her first major trouble returned when she saw a young, bloodied soldier of Lorien limp across the water. She then ran up to him and held him.
"What's your name?" asked Galadriel. "What happened?"
"My name is Aragrod", said the Elf soldier. "Lorien has been assailed by Orcs".
"Where?" asked Galadriel.
"To the north", said Aragrod. "From Dol Guldur".
"How many?" asked Galadriel.
"I am not sure", said Aragrod. "But please send Celeborn. He is our only hope".
"I will", said Galadriel. "Would you like me to take you to the healer?" There was no answer from him. Galadriel set him down and looked at his face. He was dead for sure. Galadriel then looked down and her dress and saw that it was soaked with blood. Something had to be done about this. She then left the stream to make his last wish come true.
After the Orcs had retreated, Haldir had ordered the dead to be piled up. So far, the death count had been 5,263 elves and an uncountable amount of Orcs and Wargs. Once that was done, the elves would make get ready for more battle and have a light meal. But the light meal was cut short when the sound of drums echoed through the trees of the Golden Wood. Haldir sent a scout to look and come back to report his findings.
"What do you see?" asked Haldir.
"The drums are being played by drummer trolls" said the scout. "I can see about 10,000 Orcs, and they have catapults. Catapults that launched fire". Haldir then sighed. If Celeborn didn't come soon, they would be massacred and Lorien would fall to Necromancer. That was something that could not happen whatever the cost was.
"Tell the soldiers to prepare for battle", said Haldir. "There will be no surprises or special tactics. It will be a normal, solid battle. We will hold them off for as long as possible and wait for Celeborn to come."
"What if Celeborn doesn't come?" asked the scout.
"Then we will give the enemy the best fight we can give them", said Haldir. " FALL OUT! THE ENEMY APPROACHES! ". The army then ran in place and drew their swords. Haldir then walked in front of them.
"Two times Lorien has been assailed", said Haldir. "TWO TIMES! And this is their third go! This is something that cannot be tolerated! Hundreds of our kin have died trying to protect Lorien, and so far, IT HAS BEEN SUCESSFUL! But I ask you just once now, that you will give your lives for just one last battle, so that we can wait for our aid to come and rid this wood of Necromancer's evil forever! WHAT SAY YOU?" The entire Elf army then raised their swords up and cheered at Haldir. Haldir then unsheathed his sword and turned around.
" CHARGE! ", yelled Haldir. The entire army then ran behind Haldir and cheered as they ran. Once the Orcs say the elves charging, they loaded up their catapults and began launching the enflamed boulders. The boulders managed to land right in the middle of the army, setting the whole wood on fire. But the remaining elves ignored this menace and charged at the enemy. The enemy tried to launch a volley at the elves, but it only killed a few dozen. By the time the enemy got within a few feet from them, the Orcs panicked to unsheathe their swords and charge into battle. But their confidence was broken once the Elves clashed with them. The Orcs in the firsts few rows were unprepared and easily slain, but all the Orcs behind them were prepared for what would face them. The Orcs then charged at the Elves and the true fighting began. The Orcs easily had the upper hand, for they were expecting reinforcements to come. But there were always a few Elves ready to fight against the enemy they hated, and Haldir still led them. Like all battles he had been in, Haldir swung his sword around swiftly and stuck his sword in every orc that stood close to him. But that would all soon change when a bloodied elf crawled up to him.
"Captain", said the elf. "I am sorry I have... disappointed you."
"Nonsense", said Haldir. "You make me proud. I appreciate the soldiers like you who would five their life for Lorien more than the ones that stand around and to nothing so they can live to tell the tale."
"But Celeborn hasn't come yet", said the elf. "We will all surly die".
"Then we shall die a glorious death that shall be remembered by all races", said Haldir.
"Thank...", said the elf, "...you". The Elf then drifted off to the Hall of Mandos where he will stay forever. Somehow, an Orc heard the conversation and ran up to the commander.
"THAT ELF'S THEIR CAPTIAIN!" yelled the orc. "DESTROY HIM!" Then all the Orcs gathered around Haldir and raised their swords. Once the Elves saw that, they all formed a perimeter around Haldir and blocked the Orkish blows. They all tried to destroy the Orcs around Haldir so that he could make it out alive. Even though he was very against this, Haldir knew that if he ordered the elves to back away from him that he would surely die. But he knew he would die once he saw the Orcs arm the drummer trolls with swords. Even though drummer trolls were nowhere near as deadly as their Olog-Hai cousins, they were still formidable foes. So the drummer stomped on everything in their path, including the Orcs. Once they got to the elves, the trolls raised their swords and slashed at the elves. The elves were able to down one troll, but two trolls proved to be too much for them. Soon, all the elves that surrounded Haldir were dead, and Haldir was left. The troll raised his sword to make the killing blow, but a blinding light shone across the plane. Haldir turned around and saw that it was Araternil- the sword of Celeborn. The special thing about Araternil was that it shined a blinding light when unsheathed, and that was its main purpose- to drive Orcs away. So once the light shown on them, the Orcs retreated and the Elves were left alone. Once that mess was over, Haldir walked up to Celeborn and put his hand on his soldier.
"Thank the Valar you are here!" exclaimed Haldir. "Many of my warriors were certain you would not come! Let's go home and celebrate with feasts and Miruvórë!"
"Not now", said Celeborn. "One more task Lady Galadriel has assigned us to. To Dol Guldur we go!"
Galadriel soaked her feet in the soft, crisp streams of the Golden Wood. A lot of stress had been put on her lately. First, the evil of Sauron had stirred up again, so she had to send her army out on watch for the enemy. Then the Fellowship came into Lorien, bringing great grief and despair to her people. Finally, she had her temptation to take the ring from Frodo in a painful test that nearly destroyed all hope for Middle-Earth. But she passed her test and the Fellowship had been gone for some time, so most of her troubles were behind her. But her first major trouble returned when she saw a young, bloodied soldier of Lorien limp across the water. She then ran up to him and held him.
"What's your name?" asked Galadriel. "What happened?"
"My name is Aragrod", said the Elf soldier. "Lorien has been assailed by Orcs".
"Where?" asked Galadriel.
"To the north", said Aragrod. "From Dol Guldur".
"How many?" asked Galadriel.
"I am not sure", said Aragrod. "But please send Celeborn. He is our only hope".
"I will", said Galadriel. "Would you like me to take you to the healer?" There was no answer from him. Galadriel set him down and looked at his face. He was dead for sure. Galadriel then looked down and her dress and saw that it was soaked with blood. Something had to be done about this. She then left the stream to make his last wish come true.
After the Orcs had retreated, Haldir had ordered the dead to be piled up. So far, the death count had been 5,263 elves and an uncountable amount of Orcs and Wargs. Once that was done, the elves would make get ready for more battle and have a light meal. But the light meal was cut short when the sound of drums echoed through the trees of the Golden Wood. Haldir sent a scout to look and come back to report his findings.
"What do you see?" asked Haldir.
"The drums are being played by drummer trolls" said the scout. "I can see about 10,000 Orcs, and they have catapults. Catapults that launched fire". Haldir then sighed. If Celeborn didn't come soon, they would be massacred and Lorien would fall to Necromancer. That was something that could not happen whatever the cost was.
"Tell the soldiers to prepare for battle", said Haldir. "There will be no surprises or special tactics. It will be a normal, solid battle. We will hold them off for as long as possible and wait for Celeborn to come."
"What if Celeborn doesn't come?" asked the scout.
"Then we will give the enemy the best fight we can give them", said Haldir. " FALL OUT! THE ENEMY APPROACHES! ". The army then ran in place and drew their swords. Haldir then walked in front of them.
"Two times Lorien has been assailed", said Haldir. "TWO TIMES! And this is their third go! This is something that cannot be tolerated! Hundreds of our kin have died trying to protect Lorien, and so far, IT HAS BEEN SUCESSFUL! But I ask you just once now, that you will give your lives for just one last battle, so that we can wait for our aid to come and rid this wood of Necromancer's evil forever! WHAT SAY YOU?" The entire Elf army then raised their swords up and cheered at Haldir. Haldir then unsheathed his sword and turned around.
" CHARGE! ", yelled Haldir. The entire army then ran behind Haldir and cheered as they ran. Once the Orcs say the elves charging, they loaded up their catapults and began launching the enflamed boulders. The boulders managed to land right in the middle of the army, setting the whole wood on fire. But the remaining elves ignored this menace and charged at the enemy. The enemy tried to launch a volley at the elves, but it only killed a few dozen. By the time the enemy got within a few feet from them, the Orcs panicked to unsheathe their swords and charge into battle. But their confidence was broken once the Elves clashed with them. The Orcs in the firsts few rows were unprepared and easily slain, but all the Orcs behind them were prepared for what would face them. The Orcs then charged at the Elves and the true fighting began. The Orcs easily had the upper hand, for they were expecting reinforcements to come. But there were always a few Elves ready to fight against the enemy they hated, and Haldir still led them. Like all battles he had been in, Haldir swung his sword around swiftly and stuck his sword in every orc that stood close to him. But that would all soon change when a bloodied elf crawled up to him.
"Captain", said the elf. "I am sorry I have... disappointed you."
"Nonsense", said Haldir. "You make me proud. I appreciate the soldiers like you who would five their life for Lorien more than the ones that stand around and to nothing so they can live to tell the tale."
"But Celeborn hasn't come yet", said the elf. "We will all surly die".
"Then we shall die a glorious death that shall be remembered by all races", said Haldir.
"Thank...", said the elf, "...you". The Elf then drifted off to the Hall of Mandos where he will stay forever. Somehow, an Orc heard the conversation and ran up to the commander.
"THAT ELF'S THEIR CAPTIAIN!" yelled the orc. "DESTROY HIM!" Then all the Orcs gathered around Haldir and raised their swords. Once the Elves saw that, they all formed a perimeter around Haldir and blocked the Orkish blows. They all tried to destroy the Orcs around Haldir so that he could make it out alive. Even though he was very against this, Haldir knew that if he ordered the elves to back away from him that he would surely die. But he knew he would die once he saw the Orcs arm the drummer trolls with swords. Even though drummer trolls were nowhere near as deadly as their Olog-Hai cousins, they were still formidable foes. So the drummer stomped on everything in their path, including the Orcs. Once they got to the elves, the trolls raised their swords and slashed at the elves. The elves were able to down one troll, but two trolls proved to be too much for them. Soon, all the elves that surrounded Haldir were dead, and Haldir was left. The troll raised his sword to make the killing blow, but a blinding light shone across the plane. Haldir turned around and saw that it was Araternil- the sword of Celeborn. The special thing about Araternil was that it shined a blinding light when unsheathed, and that was its main purpose- to drive Orcs away. So once the light shown on them, the Orcs retreated and the Elves were left alone. Once that mess was over, Haldir walked up to Celeborn and put his hand on his soldier.
"Thank the Valar you are here!" exclaimed Haldir. "Many of my warriors were certain you would not come! Let's go home and celebrate with feasts and Miruvórë!"
"Not now", said Celeborn. "One more task Lady Galadriel has assigned us to. To Dol Guldur we go!"