"Huh," Miriel almost laughed. "Pity. Never liked Joplin to be frank with you. Crazy one. I think you should've let your friend Mark die. Alas," she shrugged, "What's done is done."
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The man grumbled and followed along.
They entered the city of Minas Tirith through its great gates which were plastered in a shiny material resembling Thoruk's armor. After a lengthy few hours of walking, and much sweating, Cardiloc, Berethor and Endo reached the fifth level of Minas Tirith where they were stopped.
"What business do you have here, travelers?" The gate-guard called to them.
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After a few weeks of training, Hering and Erchirion had become quite familiar with the anti-Giant weapons. Additionally, certain elements of the training had resulted in a few casualties. Two men had their fire-spears explode in their hands whilst another accidentally shot one at their partner. It was a near catastrophe at the beginning. Yet, they developed. They had grown accustomed to using the fire-spears and the throwing-nets were fairly easy to wield. There was always danger with such prototype arms but they were successful in blowing apart a few objects such as small trees and bales of hay used for target practice.
However, the fire-spears could not penetrate through rock and left small craters in their wake. Out of the forty or so men who had come, only thirty-four remained. Some had left, some had been too injured to continue and some had died. These thirty-four became the anti-Giant squad, Glorfindel's platoon, the Giant slayers as they nicknamed themselves. Yet not a single man had slain a giant.
That test would be coming soon. Before being able to complete the remainder of their training, they had been summoned back to Minas Tirith.
Their Captain led the ride down the mountain as they followed. What could be the matter for the premature termination of their activities?
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The woman was smacked forward and landed on Thoruk, her kneecap smashing into the Dwarf's face, some dirt finding its way through his beard and into Thoruk's mouth. Suddenly, both of them were in a rather odd sexual position. Thoruk stared up at her groin whilst she got a nice face-full of Thoruk's smelly nether regions.
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"Well, what I've heard from the higher ups in command is that they are in talks for recruitment. However...the response returned was a sore no. Or so I've heard anyway." Vardamir let this slip.
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