Hello again! I am not going to tell you if Legolas is in this chapter
or not, you will have to read. I hope you all understood the whole magic
rank Silverwoods. If not tell me, and I will try to clear it up.
Thanks,
Cerelina
Disclaimer: I am not a genius so why would I own LoTR. I do not it is all Tolkien stuff. You know any one you do not recognize like Katanya I do own.
Enjoy!
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Squish. Squish. Katanya stopped in mid stride and glanced at her boots. She raised her left heel slightly. Squish. Her boots made the noise as waster oozed slowly out of the sole of the soft leather. She gave a very improper shrug and continued on her way, down the sun-lit corridors. Having been raised in the maze of giant halls, gardens, and elaborate rooms, navigating her way around was easy.
"Cerelina, I just had these halls scrubbed. Nothing changes in almost three thousand years. As a young elfling you thought, you could get away with it, you could not. What makes you even think you will get a way with it now?" A sharp voice, that could have belonged only to the Mistress of Maid, Saelana, called. Saelana still the Mistress of Maid since before Cerelina was born stood behind her with eyebrows raised and her hands on her hips. Her hair was drawn to a tight bun on the top of her head. After the Queen left and claimed her throne, and became Empress of Valinor, Saelana had practically raised the royal twins, for no nurses stayed. The maids did not care if they were royalty or not, they were menaces. Even though gray had touched her temples, she still looked beautiful like all elves, and ageless. Gray at her temples symbolized how old she really was, which no one knew. There was so much in her eyes, you felt lost. Even though she was a maid, she was very wise. She never treated the twins or even the King like royalty, when any needed talking to she did leaving nothing out. Newer maids were shocked at her behavior, and she would say that it kept them from losing their heads in the cloud.
"At least it is not mud. again!" the young princess pointed out smiling fondly at her with barely concealed amusement. However, Saelana was anything but amused. A look of horror grew in her features, as she remembered several times the twins leaving trails of their latest adventure of harassing the palace servants. One particular incident was when the twins walked into a ball full of visiting dignitaries dripping mud with the occasional clump of mud sliding off and landing on the clean floor. Against better judgment, she huffed and turned on her heel, then stalked down the hallway, leaving the young princess smiling.
Unfortunately, she remembered why she was here, and the smile fell off her face. She turned and continued walking.
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The guards nodded formally as they opened the door for their future Queen. She nodded absently to them and strode forward. She glanced at the hall taking in the emptiness, and the number of exits, all within a stride. The white gold throne with sapphires, and mithril etched on the arms, and border stood proudly upon the dais. Behind it flanked upon the sides were two smaller thrones. To the left was a double throne, with a regal looking elf in the seat closest to the Kings throne. They other seat was empty. To the right of the throne sat a single throne. Both the single and double throne was made with white gold and was bordered in emeralds, with mithril as the back.
Katanya noticed none of this for immediately her eyes went to the figure sitting lazily to the left of the Kings throne on the double throne. Within a second, as if feeling her eyes, the figure eyes twins to her own golden spheres, held her. Each lost in the others golden eyes. It was only hours ago that they saw each other. but they are never more than a few hundred feet apart unless it was necessary. Both defining necessary as life or death, making their jobs interfere, causing them to split. However, as twins, equal balances of magic, children of some of the most power fullest elves of Valinor, making them some of the most powerful elves of the world, they magically kept in touch. They knew at all times, where the other was, and their feeling, and if they were wounded or not.
The taller honey-brown haired elf waited patiently for his younger siblings to finish their mental conversation. His rare green eyes, rarer than the emerald on his crown glanced at the rigid stance of the younger twin, he knew when they finished for her eyes wasted know time meeting his. Instantly, Cerelina's older adopted brother, Gabriel known to the magical world as Gabriel Redwood, moved from the dais and wrapped his arms around her. The best friends stood a moment just reassuring each other they were fine. Gabriel and Cerelina had a deep unbreakable bound, almost as deep as the one she held with her twin, just deep in a different way.
Several hurried footsteps, signaling it was more than one person was outside the door. They stopped, signaling their wait for the guards to open the door. The siblings moved apart knowing they could not show such emotion, and affection publicly, otherwise it would dishonor themselves, and the crown.
Fiona walked in with Zefira Aira , know only to the company present as Garnet princess of the Icicle Empire, and Laverne, a commoner of Lorien flanked her on either side. Fiona took a deep breath, for she was nervous as always, when you are in a room with the Guardians of the Elements. Fiona pulled from the depths of her memory on what she once read about guardians after meeting Zefira.
A long time ago after the Valar and the world made, the Valar could not longer intervene with the world, so they bestowed powers up selfless, brave, and courageous elves. They became guardians. There is a guardian for each element that the Valar choose a guardian is born, graced with the connection of that element that only they can wield. Other elves maybe able to have some skill with an element but none can surpass the guardian and their bond to that element save the Valar. The guardian protected their element and used it for the free people all over the earth, destroying the evil creatures that bred still from Mordor. The element then guards the guardian, not much is known for it is had to explain, and hard to understand unless you are a guardian yourself. What is known is when the guardian is overcome with emotion, like loss and pain, the power of that element flare up, protecting their crushed protector. The power is then uncontrollable until the emotion in under control. Usually with grief and pain, the power destroys most in it wake, wreaking vengeance upon what caused them their bonded pain, and if not calmed in time the guardian is destroyed for the power no longer distinguishes friend from foe. Only a few guardians had lost their life that way causing the world unprotected until the next generation. Fiona looked as the protectors of the elements and sat down. Each guardian had a real name that was used only for their job, their birth name was used by the family, and if told outside is considered quite intimate. If a guardian is called by their first name without giving permission, it is a great insult, and usually there is honor that needs to be rebuilt, which ends up with the other in the healing chambers.
To her left sat Cerelina Goldenwood and her twin Cerejonen Goldenwood, know as Katanya Michelle Goldfire, and Xanthus Zinerva Eventide. Their predecessor gave each guardian their name. Every guardian through time had their element in their name once they took the oath, like Katanya Goldfire, since fire is in her name that tells all that is her element.
To her right sat Gabriel Goldenwood known as Gabriel Redwood, showing he was the guardian of earth. The small black haired she-elf to left of Gabriel was, Zefira Aira known only to those in the room as Garnet Snowangel. Laverne and Fiona took seat together near the other end of the table.
" If you have not heard from our spies, there will be an army of fiends attacking the Icicle Empire soon. We need all to be there. We will put our second in command to take over while we are gone. We will have to pass through Mirkwood, dropping a few hints that there will be a war and Mirkwood has to watch its own borders, under disguises over course. No powers are to be used; for word will reach the King and that may start a war we do not have time for. We should pretend we are nobles going north to visit relatives, for a wedding, since they will believe that easily. One of us will have to pretend we are related to one of the ice elves. We will have to split up. A guard will have to come with us for nobles do not travel in that evil filled forest alone." Gabriel read off the report he had in front of him.
They all considered what each would have to do, and knew since they had no orders, for none were higher than them, that as long as they stayed within the report everything would work out. The war would be over soon, and the ice elves will have driven back the enemy again. Katanya glanced at Laverne, indicating that she will be joining them. A nod to each other, and to Fiona who would be in charge, and the meeting was dismissed so each could plan what they each would have to accomplish.
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The dawn came leisurely, the morning light spreading across the gray sky, turning it into a pastel like pink. Those that had the luxury of staying in their beds were, but a few busy elves were up already. A seamstress shop was open, and in the window the women were already at work, probably sewing for the upcoming festival. Servants, stable boys, and others went about their daily routine. Forty elven guards were assembled in the palace courtyard. Their horses dance anxiously, making soft thumps as their hooves hit the soil. It had been decided early that ten of the guards were to accompany Katanya, and Laverne and Zefira were to be her maids. The rest of the guards, and the princes were to travel around the wood elves forest and come from the east into the Icicle Empire. Magic of all kinds was forbidden, incase of unwanted seeing eyes, namely the northern elves.
The party passed a main human town that stood between the elven forests. Since the townspeople saw elves often, they did not draw attention except the humans that were close enough to see Katanya's gold eyes, or black hair that waved through the constant wind that surrounded Zefira, and the power that emanated from the group. Katanya had decided to keep the glamour of brown hair on rather than draw attention to them with her silver hair. They had made good time due to a magic gate that they passed through to end up at the edge of their forest.
It was cool under the tall leafy branches that almost completely blocked out the sun. Every once in a while a small opening in the branched caused the light to stream through the braches landing on the ground, lighting up the foliage. Somehow with the sunlight streaming in, the forest seemed less menacing despite the fact that wargs, orcs, and giant spiders, had rein over the forest. The large realm that had once belonged to the king had diminished to a small patch that the elves had peace over. Scattered through out the forest were small villages in the trees made up of talans. One mile had become five mile that soon became leagues away from the border in any direction, leagues till help or safety. As they went further into the unnatural quiet forest bow were out and in front of the guards, while swords were unsheathed in their owners lap.
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Night had fallen making it hard to travel. The company had stopped for the night. Horses were being unpacked as a fire was built. Laverne held canteen in one hand as she left the small clearing that had become their campsite. By dawn tomorrow no sign would be left of them and they would pass as shadows, through the forest quickly, and hopefully unhindered. A thump landed behind her, as she turns to scold the scout who made such noise she stopped as she realized it was not an elf.
A tall orc stood in front of her with saliva dripping from its black teeth. Laverne did not wonder how an orc had gotten passed the scouts and into the campsite unnoticed. Orcs do not normally travel alone, however she did not think of that either. What did come to her mind she did. Her scream pierced the night signaling to the other orcs to charge into the company. Before an elf could react an orc ran up to the nearest elf and decapitated him roughly with his crude weapon. All at once the elves came alive, recovering from their shock and met the orcs. The ground met Laverne hard as she realized she was tackled from behind. Zefira and Laverne landed in an ungraceful heap near the tree line. The first orc did not notice for he was met with an elf and his knives. By now two dozen and a half orcs were out numbering the elves. Laverne being a powerful healer had only directed other healers, never seeing bloodshed she panicked. She turned and ran into the shadow that was waiting to swallow her.
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Above the chaos in the high branches a normal Mirkwood hunting patrol group watched the turmoil.
" They do have three she-elves." Lysander stated. The current topic was to help the elves below or keep hurrying to the nearest village that needed their protection. Rare sapphire blue eyes watched the group of she-elves as one ran out of his line of peripheral vision. He really did not care. He still could not take his eyes off the slim dark-haired elf with unique gold eyes. His sapphire colored eyes took glanced down the southern she-elf as she helped the taller black haired she-elf to her feet. His heart had stopped when he first saw her, as she dismounted in the clearing not an hour ago. The feeling that he has been waiting for his entire life, like others who have not yet found their soul mate, bloomed inside him. His souls soured as it recognized the other half, his other half. It was destiny they would be together forever. The Northern elves lived like this, spending their whole life looking for their soul mate, that they have been with since time began. His people would support him as soon as he utters a word of his feelings. She however may not agree, being from the south who knows what nonsense was put into her head. They would be more detail later, be he brushed them aside. Fear gripped him as the she-elves glanced at each other then raced foolishly into the forest after the first she-elf.
Member of his hunting party smirked as they recognized the look that crossed his face soon as he saw her. They had similar expressions when they had finally met their arwen en amin. (Lady).
They quickly followed after the she-elves slipping unseen among the branches at such speeds known only to them. They passed as shadows with their dark clothing. Only a few leap from tree to tree did they stop? The she-elves had stopped at the river.
"Legolas the orc slaughtered their elven warriors. We need to hurry, if we do not want to have to fight." Mifel one of his best friend called. Legolas nodded and turned his attention back to the ladies.
" Laverne we need to leave now, the orcs will be here." The black haired elf cried out glancing at the trees, as the grunt grew louder. Sounds of the battle had stopped coming to them on the wind.
"No they are here." She stated. Three heads watched in horror as orc came into their field of vision. On both sides were large trees, the only way out was in the river or behind the orcs. A lone orc stepped forward with a club made of some tree. Legolas watched in horror as his other half stepped in front of her friends, in a brave attempt to save them. Legolas nodded giving the signal, his party took out their bows, waiting command.
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Katanya stepped around her friends. She daringly glanced at the orc ahead of her. She took another step forward, hoping to by time for he friends. The orc raised his hand, that's when she noticed he held a club. She closed her eyes. She felt a sharp searing pain to her left temple, and then was lost in blackness.
Thanks,
Cerelina
Disclaimer: I am not a genius so why would I own LoTR. I do not it is all Tolkien stuff. You know any one you do not recognize like Katanya I do own.
Enjoy!
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Squish. Squish. Katanya stopped in mid stride and glanced at her boots. She raised her left heel slightly. Squish. Her boots made the noise as waster oozed slowly out of the sole of the soft leather. She gave a very improper shrug and continued on her way, down the sun-lit corridors. Having been raised in the maze of giant halls, gardens, and elaborate rooms, navigating her way around was easy.
"Cerelina, I just had these halls scrubbed. Nothing changes in almost three thousand years. As a young elfling you thought, you could get away with it, you could not. What makes you even think you will get a way with it now?" A sharp voice, that could have belonged only to the Mistress of Maid, Saelana, called. Saelana still the Mistress of Maid since before Cerelina was born stood behind her with eyebrows raised and her hands on her hips. Her hair was drawn to a tight bun on the top of her head. After the Queen left and claimed her throne, and became Empress of Valinor, Saelana had practically raised the royal twins, for no nurses stayed. The maids did not care if they were royalty or not, they were menaces. Even though gray had touched her temples, she still looked beautiful like all elves, and ageless. Gray at her temples symbolized how old she really was, which no one knew. There was so much in her eyes, you felt lost. Even though she was a maid, she was very wise. She never treated the twins or even the King like royalty, when any needed talking to she did leaving nothing out. Newer maids were shocked at her behavior, and she would say that it kept them from losing their heads in the cloud.
"At least it is not mud. again!" the young princess pointed out smiling fondly at her with barely concealed amusement. However, Saelana was anything but amused. A look of horror grew in her features, as she remembered several times the twins leaving trails of their latest adventure of harassing the palace servants. One particular incident was when the twins walked into a ball full of visiting dignitaries dripping mud with the occasional clump of mud sliding off and landing on the clean floor. Against better judgment, she huffed and turned on her heel, then stalked down the hallway, leaving the young princess smiling.
Unfortunately, she remembered why she was here, and the smile fell off her face. She turned and continued walking.
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The guards nodded formally as they opened the door for their future Queen. She nodded absently to them and strode forward. She glanced at the hall taking in the emptiness, and the number of exits, all within a stride. The white gold throne with sapphires, and mithril etched on the arms, and border stood proudly upon the dais. Behind it flanked upon the sides were two smaller thrones. To the left was a double throne, with a regal looking elf in the seat closest to the Kings throne. They other seat was empty. To the right of the throne sat a single throne. Both the single and double throne was made with white gold and was bordered in emeralds, with mithril as the back.
Katanya noticed none of this for immediately her eyes went to the figure sitting lazily to the left of the Kings throne on the double throne. Within a second, as if feeling her eyes, the figure eyes twins to her own golden spheres, held her. Each lost in the others golden eyes. It was only hours ago that they saw each other. but they are never more than a few hundred feet apart unless it was necessary. Both defining necessary as life or death, making their jobs interfere, causing them to split. However, as twins, equal balances of magic, children of some of the most power fullest elves of Valinor, making them some of the most powerful elves of the world, they magically kept in touch. They knew at all times, where the other was, and their feeling, and if they were wounded or not.
The taller honey-brown haired elf waited patiently for his younger siblings to finish their mental conversation. His rare green eyes, rarer than the emerald on his crown glanced at the rigid stance of the younger twin, he knew when they finished for her eyes wasted know time meeting his. Instantly, Cerelina's older adopted brother, Gabriel known to the magical world as Gabriel Redwood, moved from the dais and wrapped his arms around her. The best friends stood a moment just reassuring each other they were fine. Gabriel and Cerelina had a deep unbreakable bound, almost as deep as the one she held with her twin, just deep in a different way.
Several hurried footsteps, signaling it was more than one person was outside the door. They stopped, signaling their wait for the guards to open the door. The siblings moved apart knowing they could not show such emotion, and affection publicly, otherwise it would dishonor themselves, and the crown.
Fiona walked in with Zefira Aira , know only to the company present as Garnet princess of the Icicle Empire, and Laverne, a commoner of Lorien flanked her on either side. Fiona took a deep breath, for she was nervous as always, when you are in a room with the Guardians of the Elements. Fiona pulled from the depths of her memory on what she once read about guardians after meeting Zefira.
A long time ago after the Valar and the world made, the Valar could not longer intervene with the world, so they bestowed powers up selfless, brave, and courageous elves. They became guardians. There is a guardian for each element that the Valar choose a guardian is born, graced with the connection of that element that only they can wield. Other elves maybe able to have some skill with an element but none can surpass the guardian and their bond to that element save the Valar. The guardian protected their element and used it for the free people all over the earth, destroying the evil creatures that bred still from Mordor. The element then guards the guardian, not much is known for it is had to explain, and hard to understand unless you are a guardian yourself. What is known is when the guardian is overcome with emotion, like loss and pain, the power of that element flare up, protecting their crushed protector. The power is then uncontrollable until the emotion in under control. Usually with grief and pain, the power destroys most in it wake, wreaking vengeance upon what caused them their bonded pain, and if not calmed in time the guardian is destroyed for the power no longer distinguishes friend from foe. Only a few guardians had lost their life that way causing the world unprotected until the next generation. Fiona looked as the protectors of the elements and sat down. Each guardian had a real name that was used only for their job, their birth name was used by the family, and if told outside is considered quite intimate. If a guardian is called by their first name without giving permission, it is a great insult, and usually there is honor that needs to be rebuilt, which ends up with the other in the healing chambers.
To her left sat Cerelina Goldenwood and her twin Cerejonen Goldenwood, know as Katanya Michelle Goldfire, and Xanthus Zinerva Eventide. Their predecessor gave each guardian their name. Every guardian through time had their element in their name once they took the oath, like Katanya Goldfire, since fire is in her name that tells all that is her element.
To her right sat Gabriel Goldenwood known as Gabriel Redwood, showing he was the guardian of earth. The small black haired she-elf to left of Gabriel was, Zefira Aira known only to those in the room as Garnet Snowangel. Laverne and Fiona took seat together near the other end of the table.
" If you have not heard from our spies, there will be an army of fiends attacking the Icicle Empire soon. We need all to be there. We will put our second in command to take over while we are gone. We will have to pass through Mirkwood, dropping a few hints that there will be a war and Mirkwood has to watch its own borders, under disguises over course. No powers are to be used; for word will reach the King and that may start a war we do not have time for. We should pretend we are nobles going north to visit relatives, for a wedding, since they will believe that easily. One of us will have to pretend we are related to one of the ice elves. We will have to split up. A guard will have to come with us for nobles do not travel in that evil filled forest alone." Gabriel read off the report he had in front of him.
They all considered what each would have to do, and knew since they had no orders, for none were higher than them, that as long as they stayed within the report everything would work out. The war would be over soon, and the ice elves will have driven back the enemy again. Katanya glanced at Laverne, indicating that she will be joining them. A nod to each other, and to Fiona who would be in charge, and the meeting was dismissed so each could plan what they each would have to accomplish.
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The dawn came leisurely, the morning light spreading across the gray sky, turning it into a pastel like pink. Those that had the luxury of staying in their beds were, but a few busy elves were up already. A seamstress shop was open, and in the window the women were already at work, probably sewing for the upcoming festival. Servants, stable boys, and others went about their daily routine. Forty elven guards were assembled in the palace courtyard. Their horses dance anxiously, making soft thumps as their hooves hit the soil. It had been decided early that ten of the guards were to accompany Katanya, and Laverne and Zefira were to be her maids. The rest of the guards, and the princes were to travel around the wood elves forest and come from the east into the Icicle Empire. Magic of all kinds was forbidden, incase of unwanted seeing eyes, namely the northern elves.
The party passed a main human town that stood between the elven forests. Since the townspeople saw elves often, they did not draw attention except the humans that were close enough to see Katanya's gold eyes, or black hair that waved through the constant wind that surrounded Zefira, and the power that emanated from the group. Katanya had decided to keep the glamour of brown hair on rather than draw attention to them with her silver hair. They had made good time due to a magic gate that they passed through to end up at the edge of their forest.
It was cool under the tall leafy branches that almost completely blocked out the sun. Every once in a while a small opening in the branched caused the light to stream through the braches landing on the ground, lighting up the foliage. Somehow with the sunlight streaming in, the forest seemed less menacing despite the fact that wargs, orcs, and giant spiders, had rein over the forest. The large realm that had once belonged to the king had diminished to a small patch that the elves had peace over. Scattered through out the forest were small villages in the trees made up of talans. One mile had become five mile that soon became leagues away from the border in any direction, leagues till help or safety. As they went further into the unnatural quiet forest bow were out and in front of the guards, while swords were unsheathed in their owners lap.
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Night had fallen making it hard to travel. The company had stopped for the night. Horses were being unpacked as a fire was built. Laverne held canteen in one hand as she left the small clearing that had become their campsite. By dawn tomorrow no sign would be left of them and they would pass as shadows, through the forest quickly, and hopefully unhindered. A thump landed behind her, as she turns to scold the scout who made such noise she stopped as she realized it was not an elf.
A tall orc stood in front of her with saliva dripping from its black teeth. Laverne did not wonder how an orc had gotten passed the scouts and into the campsite unnoticed. Orcs do not normally travel alone, however she did not think of that either. What did come to her mind she did. Her scream pierced the night signaling to the other orcs to charge into the company. Before an elf could react an orc ran up to the nearest elf and decapitated him roughly with his crude weapon. All at once the elves came alive, recovering from their shock and met the orcs. The ground met Laverne hard as she realized she was tackled from behind. Zefira and Laverne landed in an ungraceful heap near the tree line. The first orc did not notice for he was met with an elf and his knives. By now two dozen and a half orcs were out numbering the elves. Laverne being a powerful healer had only directed other healers, never seeing bloodshed she panicked. She turned and ran into the shadow that was waiting to swallow her.
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Above the chaos in the high branches a normal Mirkwood hunting patrol group watched the turmoil.
" They do have three she-elves." Lysander stated. The current topic was to help the elves below or keep hurrying to the nearest village that needed their protection. Rare sapphire blue eyes watched the group of she-elves as one ran out of his line of peripheral vision. He really did not care. He still could not take his eyes off the slim dark-haired elf with unique gold eyes. His sapphire colored eyes took glanced down the southern she-elf as she helped the taller black haired she-elf to her feet. His heart had stopped when he first saw her, as she dismounted in the clearing not an hour ago. The feeling that he has been waiting for his entire life, like others who have not yet found their soul mate, bloomed inside him. His souls soured as it recognized the other half, his other half. It was destiny they would be together forever. The Northern elves lived like this, spending their whole life looking for their soul mate, that they have been with since time began. His people would support him as soon as he utters a word of his feelings. She however may not agree, being from the south who knows what nonsense was put into her head. They would be more detail later, be he brushed them aside. Fear gripped him as the she-elves glanced at each other then raced foolishly into the forest after the first she-elf.
Member of his hunting party smirked as they recognized the look that crossed his face soon as he saw her. They had similar expressions when they had finally met their arwen en amin. (Lady).
They quickly followed after the she-elves slipping unseen among the branches at such speeds known only to them. They passed as shadows with their dark clothing. Only a few leap from tree to tree did they stop? The she-elves had stopped at the river.
"Legolas the orc slaughtered their elven warriors. We need to hurry, if we do not want to have to fight." Mifel one of his best friend called. Legolas nodded and turned his attention back to the ladies.
" Laverne we need to leave now, the orcs will be here." The black haired elf cried out glancing at the trees, as the grunt grew louder. Sounds of the battle had stopped coming to them on the wind.
"No they are here." She stated. Three heads watched in horror as orc came into their field of vision. On both sides were large trees, the only way out was in the river or behind the orcs. A lone orc stepped forward with a club made of some tree. Legolas watched in horror as his other half stepped in front of her friends, in a brave attempt to save them. Legolas nodded giving the signal, his party took out their bows, waiting command.
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Katanya stepped around her friends. She daringly glanced at the orc ahead of her. She took another step forward, hoping to by time for he friends. The orc raised his hand, that's when she noticed he held a club. She closed her eyes. She felt a sharp searing pain to her left temple, and then was lost in blackness.