Tindomerel's sword swung hard with some effert put into the swings. Her whole left side ached with pain, but too stubborn for her own good, the elf remain in the battle, pushing aside the pain. She knew she would most likely get a mouth full from Rhayader...and Arinae...and her sister when she found out...and Elessar when he found out...

The elf followed closely behind Rhayader, making sure he was still in her view, which was very diffacult in the middle of a battle. Her hood fell down as she thrust her sword sharply into an orc, spinning around to slash around who had come up behind her.

((Dude! Jax double posted and Malrid's post is between them!!!!!!! ))

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Corus shot his bow among others sending a deadly volley, he looked as the volley hit the line of orcs, but the thing was some had shields and that wasn`t good. Yet what, if they shot once over their mainlines to their next line? Corus passed the word around to do this once, Corus grinned as they all shot again with the others a volley towards the more unsuspecting orcs that thought to be safe for now as he knew that Arinae didn`t like commanding these troops all tough he had no authority, but surprisingly his idea was taken into use.

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On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Rhayader cotinued hacking away when he saw someone spining wildly, nothing any man would do... That's the way an elf would fight... Tindomerel!
He kept his eye on her and killing any orc that got near her. He was now fighting to keep himself and his love alive.

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(lol.... how did that work?! I still have not figured out how it double posts like that.. is it something I am doing? *shrugs* That's kida cool though that his was in betweent he two.... )


Jax blocked an attack, swinging the attackers sword in a circle and thrusting it away, then comming back to slice the enemy.

He ducked under another attack, moving away from an andvancing orc. He came up under an orc's sword, stabbing him. He pulled out to block another swrod and kicked the man's feet, sending him to the ground.

He jumped over the man, slicing down on his way and stabing an orc in the back. Blocking another shot he ducked, just missing an attack from his left.

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As the gap was set firmly, it funneled slowly the forces of orcs through. This was Arinae's que now. "We fight for the innocent! We fight for victory!" Arinae cried to her men in their tongue, and the cry was repeated by all, swords and spears raised in unison as they charged forward to take down those who came through the effiecient funnel of the Rohirrim. Sounds of steel against steel rang out in the air, the hiss of arrows releasing from both friend and foe. The strength of the enemy was fierce in numbers, but the Rohirrim were determined, strong in will, and strong in spirit.

The enemy came harder still, and suddenly, like a death knell, came the clear sound of a trumpet on the enemies side, calling for a second deployment. Arinae paused in her fighting to look on, fear hitting her hard this time, as a massive line moved towards the sides, moving in attempt to encircle the Rohirrim. She knew there would be no chance if they were enclosed. "Pull back! Pull back!" She called loudly towards the side companies, but they did not respond immediately. Being fully engaged in battle, it was hard for one to hear above their own steel.

Arinae cringed, gaze shifting side to side to view the fearful sight of the enemy awakening their forces. She managed to call her own men back towards the line of their camp, to stand as defence, but whether the others would follow suit would be revealed in a moments time.

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Tindomerel noted the fact that less orcs were attacking her. She noticed Rhayader was attacking any orc that came near her. She sighed, killing one that slipped passed him. "I can take care of myself!" she snapped at him.
She wanted to have orcs coming at her. It was a game to her. She never realized how serious of a game it was...

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Jax didn't seem to hear Arinae's call to pull back, surounded by his thoughts and anger he still fought on. Hacking away another orc as it fell to the ground.

Soon the cry started going out throught he rest of the men and they started retreating. Jax looked around. Slowly he began backing off, taking out orcs and men as they attacked. He wasn't still sure egsactily what was going on...

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Rhayader called back to her.
"Go back now!"
He was angry, partly due to the fighting. He smashed harder into the line as the men either side began to slowly diminish. Men where dying either side, fresh men coming forward were killed even easier.
"For Rohan!"
His call seemed to work as the men doubled their efforts and rammed forward again. Rhayader saw an orc head fo Tindomerel. He quickly lunged forward and killed it before it got too close, but in his lack of focus on the rest of the battle a spear was thrust into his belly. Rhayader fell back behind the charging men, the spear still sticking out of his stomach. He pulled it out and felt numb, the world around him bacame slow and hazy. He put a hand to his stomach and brought it to his eyes. Blood. The world came back into focus and the pain hit him. Rhayader cringed but charged forward again, continuing the fight with one hand covering his wound.
"Charge!"

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Jax slowly pulled back, attacking and blocking on the way. He was still seemingly unawar of the outside events, captured in a world of fighting.. .. the world he had grown up in.

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Corus sighed as he saw the new forces, he had warned her with the map marings but what could they have done? Corus put his bow on his back and drew his scimitar & dagger, he rushed towards the side forces. Some orcs stood in his way, he slashed one with his sword and spinned around to thrust hs dagger into one`s throat. He then ran dodging and slashing trough fewer orcs since some were only after the retreating forces.

Corus finally reached them and looked for their captain, looked at a young man.

"Where is your leader?"

"He is dead!" The young man shouted as he killed an orc.

"Pull back! That`s an order soldie, our main front is already doing so and we will be surrounded, if we dont move. Lock your shields together as you can and retreat hitting them back, you can die here or do as I say!"

The men gathered up and the orcs screamed as their foes began retreating in a somewhat safe form all tough their archers got few of them the orcs got their taste of a new volley as their chased the rohirrim.

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On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Men pulled back, but still enemy managed to surround a good amount of the Rohirrim, and the desperate battle continued while Arinae watched, anger twisting her still youthful features, covered in blood and dirt. It pained also the men beside her to watch the slaughter. Men fell, though several stood their ground, ever faithful to their country, ever faithful to the call for justice. It was more than could be handled, each move against the enemy provoking more retaliation from them, and the cruel force focused towards the Rohirrim.

Finally it was with a bitter and angered cry that Arinae called for a second charge, in attempt to break through the enemy and allow the Rohirrim to escape the encirclement. The third Rohirrim force hit hard and fast, splitting the enemy, but the enemy retaliated just as swiftly, attempting to reinforce the circle.

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Tindomerel flicked around at hearing a noise behind her. She turned just in time to see Rhayader wounded. She froze, her body unable to move. She shook violently. The sound of an orc coming at her from behind. She killed it, remembering she was at the center of a battle.
It finally clicked in her brain. This was no game...
She ran toward Rhayader, killing all the orcs in her path, pushing her way passed the Rohirrim. "Rhayader!" she screamed out in panic, searching for him.

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Jax took up swords and spears as he had now cleared away from the enemy for a short distance after taking out the small group. Throwing them into the enemy he sent the m falling to the ground with little effort until once more they were within arms reach of him.

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Corus sighed as the men attacked once more, how folly was their battle? Not folly enough? Corus laughed to himself as he drew his sword and jumped onto his horse in the camp, then he rode to some of the archers.

"Do you have many arrows left?"

"We are nearly out, we don`t have any extra arrows..."

Just great, Corus thought and threw his own arrows to them.

"I won`t be needing those for now..."

Corus then turned his horse around and drew his sword with a sigh, the feeling brough a lot of memories into his mind as he rushed towards the fighting armies.

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On these blood stained pages of misery
Let him call me a tyrant so cruel
Let him curse my name, but remember the truth!

Rhayader's group had somehow become split off from the rest, with orcs on sides. The men had reacted quickly and where fighting back to back to keep them at bay.
"Fight Rohrim! Fight to the very last."
He was stumbling arround now trying to keep his footing while fighting, somehow he found a second wind and fought on with ferciousness.

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Suddenly, in the clearing Jax looked over to see Rhayader fighting, obvously wounded.

Jax fought through the lines and threw the last swords and spears into orcs that were advancing on Rahyader's position.

Jax fought his way over to help.

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