Nienna closed her eyes.
The taste of blood flared up in her mouth and a trickle of red liquid fell from Nienna's lip.
"Elanor!! Faeron!!" she screamed.

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Elanor's horse reared, then she rode over to Nienna. Faeron and Wind fought off the orcs around them. "What is it, are you hurt?" She asked sliding off Harma. The blood on Nienna's face didn't look like her own.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Nienna touched her face lightly.
The orcs were retreating, they new they couldnt win.
"Take them down!! we cant alow them to reach the Westfold!!"
Nienna picked up her sword and jumped to her feet.
"Nelanya!!" she cried. "Stay here!!!"
The young girl turned to face the retreating army of orcs.
She raised her blade in the air. "Herio!!!" she cried.

(((In case anyone dont know, Herio means charge in elvish. )))

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(Yep!)

Elanor shook her head slightly and got back on Harma who was stood silently and loyaly by her side. "Come on boy, lets get 'em!" She whispered to Harma as she charged in to the orcs and went nearer to Faeron.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Ariadne nudged Ahearn hard. He bolted forward, ready to crash into his opponants. As they met the enemy, Ahearn reared and pawed an orc in the face with a deadly hoof. He came down from his rear, pinning another orc underneath his hooves. Ariadne slashed at her opponants. She cut down mant of them, though a few got threw her defences and inflicted minor injuries befor she killed them. She heard Nienna cry for help, but help had already arrived. Instead She focused her thought on the orcs that were retreating. They couldn't escape. She nudged Ahearn forward again, this time galloping wide of the orcs and cutting off thier escape.

Wind urged Miroc forward, yelling as she overtook the fleeing orcs. She swung her sword through an orc's neck, then stabbed another one. She grabbed a sword from a falling orc's hand and steered her horse with her knees-her favorite way of fighting. She yelled in triumph as she felled more orcs.

Faeron killed an orcs that had been just about to stab Elanor in the back. "Thanks darlin'" She said with a brief smile.
"You've got my back and I've got yours, right?" Faeron replied and carried on slaying orcs.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Nienna thrusted her sword ruthlessly at an orc, then turned and whipped it into the neck of another orc.
"Bring them down!!!" she cried.
Another orc fell to the ground as a result of Nienna's spectacular skill.
Somewhere in front, Nelanya pounded the orcs with sharp hooves.
One of the orcs stepped forwards to knife the dark bay. Nienna cried out and sent her sword flying through the air and into its dull head with a loud crack.
Nienna smiled, then surged forwards to retrive it.

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(Gross.)

Elanor could see that they were doing well, the number of orcs was falling all the time and all of their people were still standing.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

((( Sorry, i am pretty good at descirbing deaths. I will stop the gore if you want me to )))

Nienna sliced into yet another orc.
She stared at Nelanya up ahead.
"Nelanya!!" she cried.
The horse turned instantly at the sound of her name, then galloped towards Nienna.
The young girl quickly pulled herself onto the horses back, then took control once more.
"Lets get 'em girl!" she whispered in the horses ear.

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(Nah, it's ok!)

Elanor stabbed three orcs and cut off their heads before wiping her brow. Number were decreasing and they were still strong. Suddenly she felt a slicing pain in her left calf, she let out a yell and looked down; a half dead orc had slashed her leg. She swore and stabbed him in the mouth. "Hell that hurt!" She whispered to herself and looked down at her leg that was steadily seeping with blood.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Nienna stopped to stare at the wounded orcs limping steadily away from the battle.
"Almost done guys! lets finish them off!!" she cried.
The orcs turned around to face the pretty girl with amazing skill.
They were scared. Never had they seen a girl fight so ruthlessly.
Nienna urged Nelanya into a steady trot.

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Faeron heard Elanor cry out and came over, "What is it?" He asked her, concern spreading over his face.
"Nothing, it's just a scratch, come on, lets carry on." She replied and they trotted off.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Ariadne leaped of Ahearn, right after she secured the riens in the horn of the saddle so he wouldn't trip on them. On horse back, the hieght gaver her and advantage, but it hampered her skill with a glaive greatly. On the ground she had a full range of motion, and could move freely. She cut orcs down as the attacted her, recieving no more than minor scratches and bruises.

Faeron followed Elanor, not completely happy with her discription of the injury. It seemed like the battle was almost won, the orc were now few and the remaining ones were retreating.

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"Make happy those who are near, and those who are far will come."

Fwee!

Nienna and her group slaughtered the last orcs, then rested.
"Yessss!!!!" the young girl cried. "Come on!!!"
She raised her sword in the air.
"Back to the stables!!" ordered Nienna. "Time to celebrate!"
The others laughed. Nienna smiled.
She searched around for Strethin.
Her heart began to pound fast. A single tear slipped down Nienna's cheek.

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