Just another war?

[M]

The sound of growing voices tore Eäredia away from her deep thought. She was sat in her old home in front of a weak fire, the place was a wreck as it hadn't been lived in for a good few years. Eäredia had been away for a long time and only came back last night after she had received word from Gondor about the orcs regrouping. She decided she wouldn't make her appearance until later though, she wanted their greetings over and done with before she arrived. She knew the fellowship had been called upon and she'd only feel out of place if she bothered to turn up before they started discussing what would be done. She needed some time to herself anyway, to figure out what she would do. She had been called to this meeting but it didn't mean she had to go off and fight, if she wanted she could just go back to her usual business of travelling...Yet, that wouldn't get her far. She didn't have any money left now, she had traded possessions for food and a place to sleep for the past few weeks but she knew she'd run out of valuables pretty soon.
A sigh escaped her lips as she got to her feet. She walked over to the window and looked outside, it was very bright compared to the dull interior of her little home, people were awake and going by with their own business now and Eäredia decided she should do the same. She put on her tattered old cloak and armed herself with her weapons, she never left without them. Then pulling up her hood she made her way outside, closing the door behind her and began to walk up towards the gathering with her head down, she didn't want to be recognised.

[Dan]

suddenly from up the cliff was the sound of innocent screems, soon after he saw a orc plumet to its death and land beside him.
"worthless orc's you cant send them to do any thing!!" he mumbled to himself
once the wrag had finished its meal Bhaal rubbed it's fur once more and set it off in the direction of home. As he watched hid ride dissapear into the horizon he climbed onto the nearest rock he could find, and started climbing up the mountain, in search one of his lower ranking hoards.

After 2 hours of climbing he had reached the top to find the small village burned to the ground, along with several orcs fighting over the loot.
"form ranks! ! !"
"stop fighting! ! !"
"you scum are almost as bad as the humans! ! !"

once the orcs had reformed there ranks bhaal marched them back down the mountain back to-wards there camp.


Bhaal

[In AmericEar]

Arenea stood, waiting for Aragorn to break the awkward silence. She remembered then why all these people had been asked to meet here. She remembered being told, the orcs had grown stronger, regrouped and were wanting to attack all races of Middle-Earth. Arenea had hardly been able to believe this news. She had always thought that the orcs would not dare anything like this, after the War of the Ring.

[Dan]

As Bhaal perched on a near by bolder on the cliff, he exammined his soldiers march back to camp.
As he was inspecting one of the orcs he noticed the horrified human eyes peering through the slit in the helmet. As the orc marched by Bhaal hurled himself from the bolder he was perched on he landed himself on the humans shoulders, with a sudden crack the spinal cord had shattered, which left the man at the mercy of Bhaal and his followers
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Bhaal

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