"We will send scouts southward then, just so we do not waste the energy of a whole army if they happen to change their minds...." Arinae mentioned quietly.

Arinae was wearing light armor, given to her by one of the men, which fitted her fairly well, and the helmet, in Rohirrim fasion, was crested by a long flowing horse tail. She had always admired and longed to wear one, but her desire had now turned to need. No longer was it childs play, when she had once worn an oversized helmet and weilded a wooden sword so long ago.

Her face was filled with these memories as she looked forward and sad proudly in her saddle, determined to do her best.

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Rhayader looked at what she pointed at. He just saw a large rock.
"There's nothing there. You want me to take a closer look?"

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Tindomerel realized that Rhayader couldn't see it. She looked again. She could see a faint form, hiding close to the rock. She made out the form as quickly as she could. An orc scout. How it slipped past their own scout, she did not know, but she wheeled Lebethron around, galloping quickly toward Arinae.

"Arinae!" she called, Nimloth running after the horse.
Tindomerel stopped Lebethron along side Arinae's horse. "Up there is an orc scout," she reported, softly, so the people around them wouldn't panic, "I can go take care of it, if you want..."

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Arinae looked over towards the rock. She didn't have the sight of elves, but they had trained her how to use the sight she had to the best of her abilities. She nodded her head breifly but first asked, "can you handle it well enough, with your shoulder?"

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~Cyclist in Training~

"Perfectly well," said Tindomerel, smiling, "It's my right shoulder that's wounded, not my left. I use my left for my sword hand."
Tindomerel pushed Lebethron into a gallop, toward the rock, Nimloth following her. Lebethron was no stead of Rohan, but he was fast enough for Tindomerel.
Behind the rock was a small group of orc scouts, only about six or so. Tindomerel didn't even nedd to get off Lebethron. She swung at the orcs, still sitting tall on her stallion.

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Rhayader had already drawn his sword and smiled.
"Leave it to me."
He wheeled his horse around and sent it into a gallop towards the orc.

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Tindomerel turned to see Rhayader galloping after her. The moment she looked, an orc dug his sword into her right arm. With a scream of pain she fell to the ground. She stood up, her arm bleeding. She attacked the rest of the orcs. She then looked up and glared at Rhayader. "I could have taken care of it myself!" she snapped, eyes on fire.

Tindomerel then pulled herself up on Lebethron, after putting her sword away, climbing her horse like it was a tree.

((Oh, no... Tin's mad... :ducks in cover:))

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"Rhayader!" Arinae barked an order for him to halt, but he was already too far, seeing as how he was riding a Rohan steed. She shook her head and her determined expression took on a hint of fury. She sent one of her men to follow Rhayader and Tin just for precaution.

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~Cyclist in Training~

There was a snap of a bow being fired and one of the orcs fell down with an arrow in it`s back as Corus began loading his crossbow to shoot again, he fired as one ran towards him, but it only sticked on it`s shield. Corus pulled out his scimitar, but before that he looked at the others.

"I had this handled already until you came along!"

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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 took his part in cutting an orc down and then frowned at her.
"I said i would handle it didn't I? It isn't my fault if you cannot focus on battle."

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"Jax, handle the men and villagers..." she instructed as she rode towards them. Arinae's face was now contorted in anger as she arrived and swiftly slayed the last orc in the small group then whirled her horse to face the elf and ranger. "I gave permission for Lady Tin to go, but you did not ask for permission!" She spoke to Rhayader in a slightly raised tone. "And as for you..." she turned her horse so she faced the elf. "I was going to send one of my men with you, but you rode off without further instruction! This is the sort of thing which would get a soldier killed! I know I cannot expect you two to behave like the trained soldiers, but at least use common sense!" She noticed the elf's arm bleeding and spoke in a kinder tone, "see to it that you have that looked after, Lady Tin..." Arinae aimed a glare in Rhayader's direction, clearly sending the message that she was not pleased with his reckless action.

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~Cyclist in Training~

"Well, what if you were an enemy from behind! I had to look!"
Tindomerel just ignored Rhayader, sticking her nose in the air and turning Lebethron away from him, killing another orc with a deadly slash, hlaf pretending the orc with Rhayader.
"Hello, Corus," said Tindomerel, with a nod, "I guess it was you I saw, wasn't it?"
She had thought that the first figure hadn't looked like an orc...

She then saw Arinae. "I knew that I could have taken care of it myself," she said, calmly and slowly, "But Rhayader distracted me for but a moment by riding up..."
She looked at her arm, which was bleeding like mad. "And I can take care of this myself!"

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(o.o too many post at once... oh well my post still goes)

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"Ah... I didn`t think that I am that ugly..."

Corus smirked.

"But yes I was following them since I had spotted them in the morning they have not reported anything at least while I`ve been watching them, but they could have been here hours before I noticed them after I woke up and they could have reported of us already.."

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

((I fixed my post a bit...))

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Rhayader sheathed his sword and turned his horse back to the column of people.
"Why should I listen to an inexperianced woman!"
He whispered to himself.

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