The Second Battle OF The Gladden Fields(The Attack Of The New Shadow)

[The Necromancer]

OOC:While I am RPing, my name will be Rytandur, since the Necromancer isn't apropirite for the good side.
IN: Rytandur sat in the heavily burnt Gladden Fields. He remembered the days after Sauron fell. Times were happy, Rytandur the Dwarf had gotten elves (those who stayed), other dwares, and hobbits to drive out most of the evil things lurking in the Misty Mountains and had a few Dwarves even live in the Gladden Fields. The three races also built a stronghold in the Misty Mountains, because a new power was growing in Harad. The stronghold was called Veciso. Then the Orcs came when the Dwarves were away, and set fire to the Gladden Fields. When Rytandur returned to the fields, he sat in shock, as he was now. Presently, Rytandur was pondering about hobbits, as he did alot, when he heard a great horn, and a roaring yell. He knew right away what is was, and he knew the Orcs also had a stronghold he evidently missed. Rytandur sounded his horn, which was indeed, The Horn of Rohan. Hobbits and Dwarves came rushing down the slopes, but Elves were nowhere to be seen. Rytandur let out a war cheer, and both sides charged. Then....

[arisen pheonix]

the sides clash engaged in an inticate dance of death as in most battles acts of heroism are displayed and forgotten in the fight they are joined at the far end of the field by a single person who begins to attack the orcs who are suprised for a moment then they charge the newcomer

[The Necromancer]

Slowly the Orcs begin to take hold until they have the newcomer, Rytandur, and some hobbits together. Then the Orcs start to sing a dreadful, dreadful, song.

'Long ago in dark holes, we were born and so were trolls, now we laugh as they come near, tra! tra! tra! Now we give our battle cry! RAA! RAA! Now we-' Suddenly a great roar came out of the hills from Veciso. 'The Elves! The Elves!' Some young hobbits yelled. But it looked grave, for it looked as though the Elves were fleeing. Suddenly, thousands of Elves stopped, turned, and ran back to Veciso. The battle continued, and the great yelling of Elves and Trolls could be heard. 'We need to get to Veciso!' Yelled Rytandur to a little hobbit. Everyone prepared to charge the Orcs. Then, another horn blew and out of East came men, galloping on horses. The Orcs attacked when the army turned to look, and Rytandur was cut across the ribs.

[arisen pheonix]

the newcomer struggles back to her feet weak from the onslaught she drops her form to save strenght and continues to battle with the maggot folk working slowly but steadily towards the army

[tylerkelly246]

They screamed at the sight of the elves who had hidden themselves under their cloaks of brown and grey. They lungged themselves athe the orcs. The one who made the loud, distinct battle cry, Strlgon, rushed toward the nearest orc. He pulled out the sword thanr'or and sliced right through the orcs large neck. It fell to the ground of the Gladden Fields, black blood coming out of its neck all the way down. It lay. Strlgon, turned to other orcs and ran toward them. He slay many that day, including one of the orc Leaders, Benlaw'or. His clan abandoned his body and ran for the misty mountains. But not before the elves could shoot most of them down with arrows.

[The Necromancer]

OCC:This part of the RP is in Veciso, the great Fortress in the Mountains
IN: 'What news have you?' said Rytandur. He had just woken up. The newcomer had found him, uncouncious and cut across the ribs, and ran him up to the mountains. From there one of the elfs had taken him to the healers rooms and his ribs were slowly being magicly fixed. ' Well, sir,' said an nervous hobbit,(who was the desent of Master Samwise)'the battle has been in our hands for three days now.' 'Three days! How long have I been asleep?!' Yelled Rytandur in rage. 'For that long, sir. Right after you were cut the Dunedain came out of the north, and slew many orcs, along with some elves coming out of our stronghold. The Orcs and about gone, and the trolls have been dead for two days.' Yes, I wondered about the trolls. Who killed them?' Asked Rytandur ' Well sir-'
'Enough of this sir! You know me well Dwindledine son of Samwise! Now who killed the trolls!' 'Well Ry, most of them were killed by the newcomer and Strolgon. One by the dwarves, and one, by(blushing) me.'

[arisen pheonix]

the newcomer comes into the healing rooms tosee how rytandur was doing draped in a heavy cloak only her honey colored eyes gleam out from the shadows 'do not waste your anger on your freind, more battles will come soon enough' she said tossing the hobbit some athelas she had collected to replenish the dwindling supply she stopped a few feet from the bed her eyes seeming to glow brighter the nearer she came

[tylerkelly246]

" Hello. I am Mirank'a. I have come from the misty mountains with grave news... Strlgon then walked in to see all of the company.
" Rytandur, are you all right? Has your side been too badly damaged? Rytandur sat up very slowly. The magic seemed to be working. He no longer needed the herbs to breathe. " Thank you my friend. I am better than I was three days ago. But, how does the battle face up?
Strlgon looked sad. He reached into his elven pouch given to him by Isludaer, the elven wizard. he pulled out a schitmier, the small sword of the small hobbit, web'sle. " Alas, web'sle has fallen to the orcs. He died valiently killing three large orc half-breeds. He will never be forgotten. We buried him on top of the Carkathi'an mounds to the south. May he sleep in peace.
Mirank'a walked over to rytandur and proceeded to speak. This is what she had to say...

[The Necromancer]

'We have figured out who the man is responsible for the Orcs.' Right away Rytandur and the others turned that way. 'Tell who now!' said Rytandur, hoping up and getting his battle gear. ' The dark men of Harad.' Strlgon the elf and the newcomer also got their gear back on, ready to ride. ' Wait before you leave, and pray hear this. The men have moved to Mirkwood, The Iron Mountains, and The North.' Rytandur suddenly knew what to do. 'Strlgon, get your people ready to ride to Mirkwood, for that is where you will fight your part. You newcomer, what your name may be, ride to the North and fly! That is where we are most defensless. Ride into Rohan and gather all folk that will come. Tell them you are a great friend of Rytander Hardshell of The Iron Mountains, they will come. I, I must ride to the Iron Mountains(or hills as hobbits called them). My path will be tough and long, but I can take it. I will ride 'round Mirkwood rather then through it. For I can't afford to lose any Dwarves in battle. From there I will cut Northeast and cross the River Running. Then I will see if I can take some men from Long Lake, since you Strlgon will have all the elves. From Long Lake I should hope to lead a strong army to the Mountains. Whats paths have you to choose?

[The Necromancer]

OCC: Well, I have made my decison. I would like you, Strlgon and newcomer(please state name and race in next post)to make your posts in Veciso and tell me what path you are choosing. Remember, you Strlgon are going to Mirkwood and you newcomer are going to the north.
I thought all our armies(presuming newcomer is a hobbit or man, because we won't have this many elfs.) could take five thousand and leave five hundred here to protect the fort. newcomer, can you be one of the men riding from the east in on the horses that I wrote about in my secound post?
IN: Rytandur the dwarf sat on his horse Durin thinking. He was going to Moria, the old dwarf kingdom( the new one being Veciso) to get more dwarves for the battle of the Mountains. He was leading all of five thousand dwarves to Moria, along with fellow leaders Dain Ironfoot III and Eiviln the Balrog downer. He had killed Durins bane shortly after the fall of Mordor. They had been riding hard for about three hours. Just then Rytandur looked up and saw great fire and smoke flowing out of Moria, even though he was a little less then thirty leagues away. Rytandur, deciding to take tiny rest, got everyone quiet. ' If you look into the west, you can see the flames and smoke of Moria. With the dwarves in Moria, I thought that coming out I would have at least the strength of eight thousand in all. Now it looks as if we won't have any. Shall we go to Moria hoping for somthing good, or head to the hills?' This caused many a mummur. Some said Moria, others said the Iron lands, a small few just wished for home. Suddenly Dain spoke up. 'It is obvious what we must do. There is no chance is saving Moria, so why not fly to the hills?' This caused cheers and boos. Then Ry spoke again. ' No, let us aid our brothers and sisters in Moria.' 'Yay, let us go to Moria, no matter how grim.' said Eiviln. 'Then it is settled! Let us fly to Moria!' Off went the dwarves, what a sight it was indeed, to see dwarves flying this way and that on horses. Indeed eagles for miles round laughed.
' Do you want us to fall, as well as the hills?' Questioned Dain to Rytandur.
' I don't have time to bicker with you, Dain. No one is keeping you here, fly to the land of Iron.' Just then an arrow flew but Dains' head.

[arisen pheonix]

geminii countinued swiftly northward rains beat down across the land they must truely be hard pressed they had merely sent her out didnt ask for her name or anything all light overhaed was obscured making the darkness more freindly to thoose who knew it she did not bother to give them a thought nor did they her

ooc:my caracter is a shifter human mix but my eyes are always the same color

[tylerkelly246]

Strlgon pulled his cloak over his head. He reached into his pouch and pulled out 2 spheres of white crystal. He put it near Rytenderur and gave a low humm.
here my friend, take this and keep in contact with me. this is the sphere of truth given to me by gandalf himself
With that he ran outside and charged toward the guild. Coming out, he had with him 5000 men. Each had a leader of the groups. There were the desert men, the swamp men , the mountain men, the ocean men, and the dark men. These are all bands of men brought together by gandalf to help fight against the shadow. With a loud cry, they ran toward Mikwood and never looked back.

[The Necromancer]

Rytandur stopped, and told Eivilyn to hold the group. Ry rode back on Durin about 500 feet, and picked up the arrow. Riding back to the front, the three leaders conversed. Never had any of them seen it, and it seemed to be made of mithril. 'ON!' Yelled Rytandur. They reached the bridge and saw nothing except smoke. Eivilyn rode forward to Moria and saw many dwarves working. 'It is ok my friends!' He called back, and right away Rytandur rode up. Dain was less quick to the front. 'What is going on here, my good dwarves!' The dwarves just continued working. 'You, young dwarf, speak to me!' The dwarf looked up, and there was anger in his eyes, and he could tell this was not one of their kind. 'Speak!' Eivilyn thundered. 'For I am Eivilyn! Balrog killer!' At this dwarves looked up, and many drew their swords. Then Dain spoke. ' We may have long ago made friends, but I can see you made alliances with men, dark men. We will leave.' And so the dwarves turned in sorrow.

[arisen pheonix]

geminii passed a few riders she slowed and cried go! ride to our aid her outstreched illuminated left hand pointed towards the south rumor passed quickly that a shadow rider was gathering help for the battles at gladden feilds by the end of the fourth day she had gathered 300 calvery and 150 mounted archers

ooc:am i supposed to bring these people back to the feild or what?

[The Necromancer]

OOC: No, you ride to the north to fight the evil men of Harad, just as Strlgon is riding to Mirkwood(Strlgon can you change it to elves) to fight Harad, and I am riding to the Iron Hills to fight. Strlgon it is your turn to post.