"We don't have any god like powers fool. We are mere soldiers send as an expedition force, now get the fuck up you useless sack of shit. Were going, NOW!" Arandil screamed then charged to stab the heart of the beast while Iver was fighting it.
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Hering would nock another arrow, aiming and shooting at the beasts face before jumping to the side.
"Well uh..." Card looked around for any food, he was famished.
"......fuck me...this is awkward..." Ha'zi muttered to himself and pushed back off his seat. He stood and glanced back at the woman. "Keep him company. But remember the drill, A. And make sure he doesn't die. He's my friend." He gaze Cardiloc one last look before disappearing out the side entrance and into the unknown. The woman stood up, kept her scarf around her and walked out of the hallway, leaving Cardiloc alone. After a few moments she returned with a small plate filled with some greenish paste. She placed it down before Cardiloc and finally spoke.
"Dinner." Her voice was unfamiliar but the accent reminded him of someone Cardiloc knew. Who had a similar accent....?
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Salmar's face was as much a poker face as one could expect. Yet Daugo saw something in those deep blue eyes, a spark. What was that? Fear? Grief? Anger? Sorrow? His mouth opened.
"He is dead, Eonwe."
Eonwe stiffened. It was like a stab in the back. Though, how could a Maia convey such an emotion? He did not know what to think or do and at that moment despair took him. It could not be true. No. Salmar was misinformed. Trickery by Manwe or Ulmo. They had all turned their backs on him. They were all traitors to the true cause. Only he saw that. Now it was clear.
"You have been deceived, Salmar. He cannot be dead. It is he we speak of. Il-"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The Ainur glanced northwest in the direction of the scream and Daugo caught Salmar's unshakeable guise shatterin a brief second. The Maia appeared terrified.
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Glorfindel glanced down at Ha'zi and the others. He paid the boy little heed but Ha'zi could see distaste written across the elf's face. Before the boy could begin an unearthly scream interrupted their discussion.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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"Injured on the left tunnel! Everyone else to the right!" Magath shouted at the stream of soldiers swarming into Henneth Annun.
Erchirion found additional supplies and armaments in the barracks including a large pike which was used to fell trolls. Some of the rangers were arming up and one of them brushed past him, "On your way, man! We have to defend the causeway from whatever is out there! You coming or what?"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Hering's arrow hit the beast's hide but did not deter it as it scurried after him. As the ranger rolled up it clamped down on his leg and ripped at his black cloak, leaving claw marks across the white tree and bloodying him. Immense pain filled him and he felt a scream coming up as serrated teeth sunk into his calf and began to drag him face-first through the dirt and towards the bushes.
Before Arandil could rush the creature it attacked another black cloak and mauled him. It was the one shouting at Arandil from before. It was almost poetic justice but horrific at the same time. Iver saw the closest beast ripping at a black cloak and dragging him away from the group, likely as a snack. He managed to catch up to it just when he heard a whistle from behind.
Sigeric watched as the beast leaped into the air. His Maia blade was well positioned to stab at it but its sheer force, its black bloody fangs and its sharpened claws all sent shockwaves of fear through him. Slowly it came down upon him when a whistle sounded through the forest.
FWEEEEET.
A multitude of projectiles shot from different directions and smacked into the beasts, knocking several down including the one attacking Hering. A javelin impaled the hound that was coming down on Sigeric, knocking it slightly aside. The beast landed on the Dalishman, squashing him. His Maia blade sunk into its flesh and it scrambled frantically, clawing at Sigeric's face, arms, and legs. A claw hooked itself in the Dalishman's hair and tore out a chunk of his, not so dashing yet decent, hair.
"PROTECT THE KAROLTAI!" Someone screamed and a dozen men charged from the surrounding forest, all cloaked in black. They came down upon the beasts with vicious determination and within a matter of seconds the beast on Sigeric was hefted up and he was grasped by two men, lifting him up.
A trio of black cloaks surrounded Thoruk and guided the dwarf away from the fighting and to safety.
Iver and Arandil watched as one of the rangers jumped over a log and landed on the beast clawing Hering. The ranger stabbed its eye sockets with two daggers and caused the beast to mount up on its hind legs, exposing its underbelly and allowing Hering some space to breathe.
One black cloak ran at the Iron Hunter and fell in a matter of seconds, his head decapitated with a swift strike. Another man grabbed Dimitri and propelled him towards the hideout but was shot in the back by something discharged by the Iron Hunter.
"BRING IT DOWN! COVER THE RETREAT!!" One of the captains fired an arrow at the Iron Hunter. The arrow entered the Iron Hunter's exposed leather garments behind the kneecap, penetrating it. The Iron Hunter left loose a foul and terrible scream that echoed throughout Ithilien.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Dinner." Her voice was unfamiliar but the accent reminded him of someone Cardiloc knew. Who had a similar accent....?
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Salmar's face was as much a poker face as one could expect. Yet Daugo saw something in those deep blue eyes, a spark. What was that? Fear? Grief? Anger? Sorrow? His mouth opened.
"He is dead, Eonwe."
Eonwe stiffened. It was like a stab in the back. Though, how could a Maia convey such an emotion? He did not know what to think or do and at that moment despair took him. It could not be true. No. Salmar was misinformed. Trickery by Manwe or Ulmo. They had all turned their backs on him. They were all traitors to the true cause. Only he saw that. Now it was clear.
"You have been deceived, Salmar. He cannot be dead. It is he we speak of. Il-"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
The Ainur glanced northwest in the direction of the scream and Daugo caught Salmar's unshakeable guise shatterin a brief second. The Maia appeared terrified.
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Glorfindel glanced down at Ha'zi and the others. He paid the boy little heed but Ha'zi could see distaste written across the elf's face. Before the boy could begin an unearthly scream interrupted their discussion.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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"Injured on the left tunnel! Everyone else to the right!" Magath shouted at the stream of soldiers swarming into Henneth Annun.
Erchirion found additional supplies and armaments in the barracks including a large pike which was used to fell trolls. Some of the rangers were arming up and one of them brushed past him, "On your way, man! We have to defend the causeway from whatever is out there! You coming or what?"
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
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Hering's arrow hit the beast's hide but did not deter it as it scurried after him. As the ranger rolled up it clamped down on his leg and ripped at his black cloak, leaving claw marks across the white tree and bloodying him. Immense pain filled him and he felt a scream coming up as serrated teeth sunk into his calf and began to drag him face-first through the dirt and towards the bushes.
Before Arandil could rush the creature it attacked another black cloak and mauled him. It was the one shouting at Arandil from before. It was almost poetic justice but horrific at the same time. Iver saw the closest beast ripping at a black cloak and dragging him away from the group, likely as a snack. He managed to catch up to it just when he heard a whistle from behind.
Sigeric watched as the beast leaped into the air. His Maia blade was well positioned to stab at it but its sheer force, its black bloody fangs and its sharpened claws all sent shockwaves of fear through him. Slowly it came down upon him when a whistle sounded through the forest.
FWEEEEET.
A multitude of projectiles shot from different directions and smacked into the beasts, knocking several down including the one attacking Hering. A javelin impaled the hound that was coming down on Sigeric, knocking it slightly aside. The beast landed on the Dalishman, squashing him. His Maia blade sunk into its flesh and it scrambled frantically, clawing at Sigeric's face, arms, and legs. A claw hooked itself in the Dalishman's hair and tore out a chunk of his, not so dashing yet decent, hair.
"PROTECT THE KAROLTAI!" Someone screamed and a dozen men charged from the surrounding forest, all cloaked in black. They came down upon the beasts with vicious determination and within a matter of seconds the beast on Sigeric was hefted up and he was grasped by two men, lifting him up.
A trio of black cloaks surrounded Thoruk and guided the dwarf away from the fighting and to safety.
Iver and Arandil watched as one of the rangers jumped over a log and landed on the beast clawing Hering. The ranger stabbed its eye sockets with two daggers and caused the beast to mount up on its hind legs, exposing its underbelly and allowing Hering some space to breathe.
One black cloak ran at the Iron Hunter and fell in a matter of seconds, his head decapitated with a swift strike. Another man grabbed Dimitri and propelled him towards the hideout but was shot in the back by something discharged by the Iron Hunter.
"BRING IT DOWN! COVER THE RETREAT!!" One of the captains fired an arrow at the Iron Hunter. The arrow entered the Iron Hunter's exposed leather garments behind the kneecap, penetrating it. The Iron Hunter left loose a foul and terrible scream that echoed throughout Ithilien.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Ive got you now fucker" Iver said and charged the beast as the scream hit him like a physical object. He stumbled, trying to keep his balance. Could he still stab the beast?
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Hering would grit his teeth and cry out in pain and anger, his body being shaken as if he was only a feather, more cuts and bruises opened up as he fell and tumbled. Upon instinct he would cover his neck and curl his head into his chest to protect him, kicking at it with his other leg. The pain was terrible, but nothing uncommon. He continued to kick and kick, another cry escaping from his mouth as he was thrashed around, it was until the beast reared up and let out a howl of pain as someone he couldn't identify attacked it. Sensing an opportunity he pick up his bow and with all the might he could must, go to slam it across its head, already figuring that the wood had cracked and the string had snapped upon his fall. It wasn't until soon after, a much more terrible scream filled the vale, like the banshees of myth it seemed to tear apart his soul and his mind.
"Die you fucking bastard!" Arandil screamed as he went to stab it's heart and finally kill this hellish beast, hopefuly sending a message to the rest that these men would not go down without taking the beasts with them.
As he neared the elf, his temper flickered and unease proliferated. But, Ha'zi struggled, really struggled to suppress it, and primarily succeeded-- though, he couldn't resist a slight scowl forming. Nevertheless, the Haradrim arrived and just when he started to open his mouth, the scream resoundly boomed. Surprised, Ha'zi practically jumped in place in fright, and as a result became unbalanced and fell over.
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"Aye, where are ye buggers taking me?" The dwarf roughly asked the rangers as they led him away.
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"Aye, where are ye buggers taking me?" The dwarf roughly asked the rangers as they led him away.
Ha'zi felt something catch him, grasping onto his stumpy shoulder. If he looked up he'd see Glorfindel's large hand steadying him. The elf looked eastward and without an answer left Ha'zi and began sprinting in the direction of the others.
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Most of the beasts were slain and the remainder fled the scene as the black rangers ambushed them.
Iver was slightly dazed but saw that the beast was dead as the combined assaults of Arandil's blade going through its heart, Hering slamming his bow across its head and the black cloak atop it stabbing its eyes slew the creature. It fell down, dead, with a thud next to Hering, crushing his left foot in the process beneath its lithe corpse. The man could not help but yelp out in pain. He couldn't walk. Maybe he would never walk. But right now something much more dreadful came to them.
The roar emanated from the Iron Hunter as it began to grip pointed arrows and spearheads along its belt and chuck them in every direction.
FWIP. FWIP. FWIP. FWIP. THWWIPPP. DOOSH. BRANK.
It seemed to be going ballistic without any thought but as Iver slowly came back to his senses he saw rangers hiding amidst the forest get impaled, shot and taken out by each thrown projectile.
THWIP.
"RET-" Whoever was giving the orders fell silent as one projectile smashed into a tree, causing a black cloak to fall. Before he hit the ground, the Iron Hunter launched a knife at the screaming man. It impaled the man to the tree by his foot, hanging him upside down. He started to fumble with his cloak before another knife flew into his stomach, leaving him there to bleed to death.
Dimitri saw the fearsome mountain of iron make his way forward towards the Forochelrim. It would be suicide to run. One of those thrown daggers would easily kill him. Yet why was the Iron Hunter killing everyone and everything but him?
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Most of the beasts were slain and the remainder fled the scene as the black rangers ambushed them.
Iver was slightly dazed but saw that the beast was dead as the combined assaults of Arandil's blade going through its heart, Hering slamming his bow across its head and the black cloak atop it stabbing its eyes slew the creature. It fell down, dead, with a thud next to Hering, crushing his left foot in the process beneath its lithe corpse. The man could not help but yelp out in pain. He couldn't walk. Maybe he would never walk. But right now something much more dreadful came to them.
The roar emanated from the Iron Hunter as it began to grip pointed arrows and spearheads along its belt and chuck them in every direction.
FWIP. FWIP. FWIP. FWIP. THWWIPPP. DOOSH. BRANK.
It seemed to be going ballistic without any thought but as Iver slowly came back to his senses he saw rangers hiding amidst the forest get impaled, shot and taken out by each thrown projectile.
THWIP.
"RET-" Whoever was giving the orders fell silent as one projectile smashed into a tree, causing a black cloak to fall. Before he hit the ground, the Iron Hunter launched a knife at the screaming man. It impaled the man to the tree by his foot, hanging him upside down. He started to fumble with his cloak before another knife flew into his stomach, leaving him there to bleed to death.
Dimitri saw the fearsome mountain of iron make his way forward towards the Forochelrim. It would be suicide to run. One of those thrown daggers would easily kill him. Yet why was the Iron Hunter killing everyone and everything but him?
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"Fool, this is why you shouldn't be so reliant on the cannon fodder. You should've stayed with the boy instead of trusting these weaklings." Dimitri warded off this inner voice and tried to quickly move aside from this shrieking bastard and his spiked bitches anyways.
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"Oh, my hero." Ha'zi monotously and sarcastically muttered then watched to see what was happening from afar concerning the battle.
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"Oh, my hero." Ha'zi monotously and sarcastically muttered then watched to see what was happening from afar concerning the battle.
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Hering would roar in pain as he foot was crushed, he saw slightly but mostly heard the terror and chaos this strange hunter was dealing. Despite his pain he would yell out "Take the Karolti and run! Retreat! Retreat!" He'd cry out. Pushing against the dead out to try and free his foot.
Outside it was more organized. The Ithilien Rangers set up amidst the outpost in locations along the mountaintop whilst the elves and other soldiers guarded the gates. Erchirion saw the armless Haradrim boy on his way out and remembered he was one of the Karoltai that they were ordered to protect. The boy seemed beyond exhausted as he watched the ensuing preparations for whatever was to occur.
Ha'zi watched as fewer and fewer people appeared. Far away he saw Glorfindel disappeared beneath the trees and the screams and shouts grew louder. What the hell was happening out there?
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"Sir!" One of the rangers picked up Hering, "We have to move." The sargeant recognized him as Pethon, one of the corporals. He held up Hering and they began their retreat.
Arandil and Iver saw everyone fleeing in the face of the nine-foot-tall Iron Hunter who continued to cut down any man in his path. Nearly a dozen rangers had been slain fighting this thing. It was too fast, too physically quick for something its size. Ahead of them, they saw someone ride up on a horse and grab Dimitri.
Celeborn hopped off his horse and grasped the Forochelrim Karoltai and yanked him onto his horse before trotting around in a semi-circle and making for the exit. "Enough of us have perished for you today, friend. You will give meaning to their deaths. You will not die here." Celeborn told Dimitri as he rode away.
Yet, they would not retreat so easily.
THWIPPP.
The horse carrying Celeborn and Dimitri collapsed with a horrific cry, dropping both individuals. A large knife appeared in its rear as the Iron Hunter marched through the bodies of dead men and hounds towards the couple.
Sigeric, though fatigued and distraught, glimpsed his friends in the sights of the Iron Hunter as he was helped up.
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Ha'zi watched as fewer and fewer people appeared. Far away he saw Glorfindel disappeared beneath the trees and the screams and shouts grew louder. What the hell was happening out there?
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"Sir!" One of the rangers picked up Hering, "We have to move." The sargeant recognized him as Pethon, one of the corporals. He held up Hering and they began their retreat.
Arandil and Iver saw everyone fleeing in the face of the nine-foot-tall Iron Hunter who continued to cut down any man in his path. Nearly a dozen rangers had been slain fighting this thing. It was too fast, too physically quick for something its size. Ahead of them, they saw someone ride up on a horse and grab Dimitri.
Celeborn hopped off his horse and grasped the Forochelrim Karoltai and yanked him onto his horse before trotting around in a semi-circle and making for the exit. "Enough of us have perished for you today, friend. You will give meaning to their deaths. You will not die here." Celeborn told Dimitri as he rode away.
Yet, they would not retreat so easily.
THWIPPP.
The horse carrying Celeborn and Dimitri collapsed with a horrific cry, dropping both individuals. A large knife appeared in its rear as the Iron Hunter marched through the bodies of dead men and hounds towards the couple.
Sigeric, though fatigued and distraught, glimpsed his friends in the sights of the Iron Hunter as he was helped up.
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Arandil saw the events play out in silence, he wanted to grabb Iver and some of the black cloaks and the remainder of his regiment and then flee to the hideout wanting to avoid the dark figure impaling everyone in it's sights. But he was hesitate of clumping up everyone and giving him a chance to kill them at once. He grabbed Iver and layed down and told him.
"What are my odds of killing decapitating it from behind?" He whispered.
"What are my odds of killing decapitating it from behind?" He whispered.
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Hering would nod in gratitude, as he was pulled away he looked behind him, or ahead if he was facing that way to examine the strange man when he saw the description of the dwarf giant. A elf had reached over and grabbed him, going to pull him away when the horse was felled by one of the knives, the man rushing forward to grab the giant. Understanding the predicament he'd say to Pethon "Do you have a bow on you?"
"Uh, yes." Pethon responded, still trying to hurry them along. The bow was slung over his back, poking out of his cloak.
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"Stop here and hand me it quickly." He'd tell him, reaching to get an arrow if he had any.