Summary: Heromir has just been sent on a mission against Denethors wishes and starts escorting a peace envoy to kingdom of Rohan. But they must travel through many harsh roads before they make their journey.. Rohan no longer can maintain its bolders as Saurmans Urahki patrol them burning villages.
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It had been a few days ride and Hermoir had grownweary. They had ridden past Osgiliath seeing the tremendous fighting over their, but what was new. The Enemy had never set foot on Gondor soil and lived to tell and he held that belief high. He began daydreaming as his eyes then rose up looking for Viro who had scouted ahead. He looked very pale and seemed frantic," Saruman has invaded the villages of Rohan!"
Heromirs eyes widened as he felt his hand go to his sword unsheathing it. He cired out," Then we meet those Orcs in combat!"
Viro rode his steed in front of him his eyes staring into his," No! These are no Mordor Orcs.. We must go around them!"
One of the other Gondor soldiers rode up," Viro, Heromir, speaks the truth.. They are in our way.. It will take too long!"
Viro stared down at his questionitive younger soldiers. Viro let out a sigh as he nodded agreeingwith the rest." We march to the village.. These Orcs will get a taste of the steel on Gondor"!
The men rallied behind their captain as they formed a wedge formation and charged into the village. A group of armoured Orcs roared wildly as one of them severed the head of a slain old woman. Heromir had heard of the atrocities of Orcs, but this act could not be described in the word of Men or Elves!
Viro cried out as they ran at the group of orcs as Heromir drew his sword as his eyes met the yellow ones of a Orc. He then reacted his jabbing his swsord into the heart of the Uruk drawing it out his black blood gushing over his lower armor as it fell letting out a cry. Heromir felt his stomach churn, but no time for that.
Heromir turned seeing his friends getting swarmed and overwhelmed by the growing Uruk attack. He then felt a huge rush of pain in his shoulders as he felt a pike slice through his armor. He coughed dropping his sword. Blood drew from his mouth as he collasped onto the ground coughing hard. His vision began to blur as he saw Viro get an arrow to the neck as he was dragged down by the Uruk being slashed by their curved swords. He turned his head seeing the other Men fight valiantly. He felt another surge of pain go through him. His vision went blurred as dropped his sword as he breathed out quietly.
He winced as his eyes opened quickly his light eyes dashing around him. He tried to rise up as he felt his shoulder bound with pain as he was forced to lie down. He looked to left his eyes as he winced looking at one of his comrades faces covered with blood seeing the deep cut into his forehead. He then began feeling the ground withn his left arm as he felt his sword. He grabbed a hold of it as he shoved it into the ground lifting himself up.
He let out a sight as he looked at the skirmish sight littered with Uruk bodies and the corpses of their horses. He winced looking at his horse which seemed to have been feasted on by the Uruks. He began walking among the bodies of the dead as he heard the loud noise of a horn blown. He gripped his sword raising it up expecting more Uruk to invade. He then heard the gallop of horses thunder in the ground as group of over thirty Rohirrim thundered down the mountain. He dropped his sword a smile crossed over his sweat ridden face as he ran toward them holding his soldier.
The Rohirrim captain yelled," Halt!" At his men as he road down followed by two banners. One of Rohan and one the Royal Seal of the King. The Rohirrim captain looked down at Heromir his light blue eyes buried into his," What is a soldier of Gondor doing here in Rohan," Asked the Captain.
Heromir answered," We were here escorting a peace envoy to Edoras.. But we were later attacked by Orcs.. All of my fellow comrades were slain..."
The captain looked at the village littered with all of the human bodies of countless individuals. He winced gripping the saddle as he nodded," Well Soldier of Gondor you are welcome with us! But you look injured and had gone without rest. I will lend you one of our best horses to ride with us to Edoras. "
Heromir smiled nodding as he sheathed his sword," I will join you!My name is Heromir.. "
The Captain laughed looking at his expression," You can call me Amroth!" He jumped off his steed holsing a long steel pointed spear as he hand his men began to pikle the bodies of the dead.
Heromirs expression changed as he bowed his head in resepect. He was lucky to survive, but he must continue the mission so many of his friends died fighting for. He put on his helmet dropping his sword as he began to pick up the lifeless body of the children piling them up.