Chapter 5: The TROLL!!
We had finally reached Oxenstoke, well we were approaching anyway. It'd only take, what, one more rest then a few more hours and we'd be there. We'd finally be able to destroy the gem and I'd be able to go home, if I survived the journey back to Gondor.
"We will not reach it by night fall and the people of Oxenstoke do not let anyone into the city at night so we will have no choice but to rest when night falls." Arazeize said as he rode ahead a few feet. Filomere was walking slowly behind Arazeize and I was happy with the steady pace, I did not wish to go much faster. Even if my horse was very gentle and had a smooth canter.
It would be nightfall in a few hours and we began to look for a place to rest. Before we had actually found a place we turned to meet an army of orcs ready to attack. Fear flooded me again as I reached for my sword. Arazeize did not hang around; he charged straight at the army and sliced of many of the orcs heads. The remainder of the army advanced and I panicked and ended up kicking Filomere sending her into a fast canter in the direction of the army.
"No Filomere, wrong way! Wrong way!" But it was too late, I was surrounded. "Help" I whimpered as an orc with a particularly ugly face and smelt faintly of rotting cabbage, sent a sharp blow with his sword in my direction. Filomere reared forcing the orcs to take a few steps backwards and making me feel like throwing up. She did this three times before she was satisfied. Once we were firmly on the ground, I began to swing my sword in every direction making sure there was no way an orc could get to me, even if I didn't actually kill any it meant that I had a better chance of surviving.
Arazeize, Legosis and Giblet had nearly killed every orc when on of the remaining ones blew on a horn. Legosis turned around sharply as the ground shook violently.
"Oh Look! A 19 foot cave troll! How fantastic?!" He said with a strong hint of sarcasm. A troll oh no my nightmare has come true.
The troll was 19 feet tall, very ugly and was holding a huge club in its left hand.
Arazeize charged at the troll but was knocked aside. Legosis, being skilled with his weapon, shot an arrow directly in to the trolls eye. The troll howled in pain and Giblet seized his chance and swung his axe into the troll's leg. It fell to its knees howling in pain. The remaining orcs fled. Arazeize gripped his sword and threw it into the troll's chest. The troll was now on all fours and conquering my fear, I rode up to it and sliced off its head.
I was breathing hard and I was covered in a thick layer of sweat but I was alive and I had defeated a troll. A 19 foot mountain troll, my first ever troll encounter and I won.
"Thanks for that Legaramir, We now have a souvenir" Giblet picked up the head and examined it, "It'll look good on a plaque won't it?"
Legosis smiled and Arazeize congratulated me on my victory before we set up camp for the night.
We had finally reached Oxenstoke, well we were approaching anyway. It'd only take, what, one more rest then a few more hours and we'd be there. We'd finally be able to destroy the gem and I'd be able to go home, if I survived the journey back to Gondor.
"We will not reach it by night fall and the people of Oxenstoke do not let anyone into the city at night so we will have no choice but to rest when night falls." Arazeize said as he rode ahead a few feet. Filomere was walking slowly behind Arazeize and I was happy with the steady pace, I did not wish to go much faster. Even if my horse was very gentle and had a smooth canter.
It would be nightfall in a few hours and we began to look for a place to rest. Before we had actually found a place we turned to meet an army of orcs ready to attack. Fear flooded me again as I reached for my sword. Arazeize did not hang around; he charged straight at the army and sliced of many of the orcs heads. The remainder of the army advanced and I panicked and ended up kicking Filomere sending her into a fast canter in the direction of the army.
"No Filomere, wrong way! Wrong way!" But it was too late, I was surrounded. "Help" I whimpered as an orc with a particularly ugly face and smelt faintly of rotting cabbage, sent a sharp blow with his sword in my direction. Filomere reared forcing the orcs to take a few steps backwards and making me feel like throwing up. She did this three times before she was satisfied. Once we were firmly on the ground, I began to swing my sword in every direction making sure there was no way an orc could get to me, even if I didn't actually kill any it meant that I had a better chance of surviving.
Arazeize, Legosis and Giblet had nearly killed every orc when on of the remaining ones blew on a horn. Legosis turned around sharply as the ground shook violently.
"Oh Look! A 19 foot cave troll! How fantastic?!" He said with a strong hint of sarcasm. A troll oh no my nightmare has come true.
The troll was 19 feet tall, very ugly and was holding a huge club in its left hand.
Arazeize charged at the troll but was knocked aside. Legosis, being skilled with his weapon, shot an arrow directly in to the trolls eye. The troll howled in pain and Giblet seized his chance and swung his axe into the troll's leg. It fell to its knees howling in pain. The remaining orcs fled. Arazeize gripped his sword and threw it into the troll's chest. The troll was now on all fours and conquering my fear, I rode up to it and sliced off its head.
I was breathing hard and I was covered in a thick layer of sweat but I was alive and I had defeated a troll. A 19 foot mountain troll, my first ever troll encounter and I won.
"Thanks for that Legaramir, We now have a souvenir" Giblet picked up the head and examined it, "It'll look good on a plaque won't it?"
Legosis smiled and Arazeize congratulated me on my victory before we set up camp for the night.