Niell gave a barely audible groan. "You again," he hissed. "Why did you follow us. I left you alone, why can't you do the same!"

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Silmarwen smiled slyly. "I did not offer to leave you be... I am only preventing further encounters, and to do that, I must be sure you do not turn around and add to the trouble of my companions. Besides... I had expected to have to kill you up there when I at first released you, but you surprised me and left. And on another note, those orcs of yours did not look too pleased and looked as though they wished to murder you, so of course, I had to come and watch." She put the point of her sword to the ground and rested against the hilt while wiping the annoying blood from her hand with the edge of her cloak.

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"Yes their murder attempts are rather 'fun' to watch," Niell said sarcastically. "But I'm not going to turn around. I have to make it back to Mordor in three days."

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Silmarwen raised her brow, "then after that, what will you do? Replenish your force and return?"

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Niell rolled his eyes, "no, I plan to turn Mordor into a peaceful dwelling and live out the rest of my days in bliss." His voice seemed to be dripping with sarcasm.

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Silmarwen couldn't help but laugh, "amusing, very amusing..." She sat down again and placed her sword across her knees.

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A loud roar shattered the silence and Niell looked off in the direction of the camp. "I don't know orcs half as well as I should but something tells me that means trouble." He turned to her, "you might want to leave, there are things worse than death and the orcs know most of them."

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Silmarwen was slightly puzzled at the manner of his statement but stubbornly shook her head. "I prefer to remain... if you are kind enough to spare my life, you are worthy enough to live," she spoke while remaining seated. "If you need help, just let me know... "

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Niell shook his head and started towards the camp.

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Silmarwen chuckle low and watched as he walked off. She kept her eyes on him and her ears atuned to the commotion in the camp.

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When Niell came in sight of the camp he closed his eyes and sighed. Three of the orcs had somehow gotten into an all out fight to the death, and the others were cheering them on. One of the orcs was already dead and lay in the center of the fray, often interfering with the footwork of the others. Niell rubbed his temple, it usually took more than one person to break them up and even then someone usually ended up getting hurt or killed. He drew his sword and strode up to the group.

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She stood and cautiously moved closer, watching the fight. dumb orcs...

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Niell swung his sword in a horizontal arc that sliced the throat of a nearby orc. When the camp had fallen silent Niell spoke, "so, I leave for an hour and come back to find you killing each other? Well if this continues you can all continue to Mordor alone, assuming you haven't wiped each other out on the way." 'I've had to kill two of them in one day,' Niell thought, 'they really are getting much too bold.' A few of the orcs around him began fingering their sword hilts. He noticed, "move out!" he yelled. "We make for Mordor."

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Silmarwen smiled, watching the repremand take place. "I'd never be able to stand dealing with such dumb creatures.." she muttered to herself.

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The orcs reluctantly began to gather weapons that lay strewn about the camp. "I'll meet you all at the black gate," Niell yelled to them. "If I find that any of you have been fighting," he pointed his sword at a select few. "I will make you wish for Sauron's wrath, for his would be a nice reprieve."
He sheathed his sword and watched silently as the orcs trudged past him and dissapeared over a hill.

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After the orcs left, Silmarwen walked over and commented, "you handled them quite well, I might say..." "but I'd quite the job if I were you," she added as she sheathed her sword.

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~Cyclist in Training~