Tindomerel blinked her amber eyes for a moment, then ran after him, in a limp.
"Hey," she said, touching his shoulder, "I'm sorry if you took that the wrong way, Rhayader."
She was really sorry that she had even opened her mouth. "I just was trying to lighten the mood a bit," she said, smiling a little, "Eru knows we need it!"
Her ebony hair flopped out of its bun in a waterfall of rich black color. She was so annoyed with her hair. She pulled out her knife. She then cut her hair off at her shoulders. She put her knife away and tied back the small bit of her hair. "Sorry," she said, looking at Rhayader, "This hair is so annoying."
She then remembered why she had never done that before. She groaned. "Well, if I don't die in the battle, my sister's going to kill me."

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Rhayader stopped and looked at her. He gave a small smile.
"I understand what you're trying to do, maybe we can laugh about this when it's all over and done."
He tilted his head when she cut her hair.
"And why would a family member try to maim you?"

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Outside of the town Jax waited for the opertune time to strike the enemy.

They were growing increasingly closer and would begin there attack soon.

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Stardance pranced in place as Arinae remained unmoving upon the saddle at the front and middle of the wide stretched line of men upon thier own horses. The enemy seemed to be coming along faster than was expected, and Arinae drew her sword, calling the men to forward their spears.

As the massive gathering of the enemy came to a line up before the men and before Edoras' walls, a lone leader rode out with his hand held up. He seemed to be the only one with a horse. Arinae glanced behind her then held her own hand up and and sheathed her sword again as she rode forward to meet the leader half way.

Arinae lowered her hand carefully, her eyes glancing cautiously towards the enemy lines. The man looked her up and down, seeming to tower over her own figure. "So they send a woman out to watch over the flock?" the man snorted. "Where is your king, housemaid? Is he too afraid now to even set foot outside those measly walls?" He questioned with a sneer.

Arinae clenched her jaw, ignoring his remarks, but when it came to the king, she could no longer bite her tongue, "I offer my services to the king of my own free will, and it is at his people's bidding that he remains within the city." "Then perhaps we might strike a deal.... you offer your people to work for us, on our terms, and we shall spare your lives, every single one who obeys willingly shall be saved from sure death...." He offered the deal in a gruff yet sly tone of voice.

"We would rather die than have our freedom taken from us," she replied, lifting her chin higher, the wind blowing the stream of tail hair on her Rohirrim helmet.

"Then welcome death with open arms.... we fight to win," and with this he made a wave with his hand and the enemy line moved forward, the line behind them firing a volley of arrows. Arinae just barely dodged an arrow as she turned her horse sharply and returned to her men, calling out orders for return fire of arrows then a charge.

The enemy had gained unfair advantage by catching them off guard while the leaders were speaking, and thus the battle began.

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"Fire!" Jax ordered his group of men as the battle broke out.

The archers moved to the tops of the hills and began fiering vollys of arrows into the enemy lines while the foot soldiers carried out there own tactics, moving around behind another hill to move within twenty yards of the enemy flank before showing themselves.

Jax hurried along with ht eground forces. They moved along behind the hills unti lthey were in position.

"Head on charge, spread out along the lines as we reach the enemy." Jax instructed. Pointing his sword forwards he motined to the men to attack.

With all there might they ran towards the enemy, catching them off guard and quickly covering the short distance between them and the edge of the enemy lines.

Jax blocked an attack and kicked a spear that was thrust towards him. He jumped over another attack and sliced the head of an orc off, comming around and cutting off another at the legs.

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Thren led his charge swiftly, shortly after the surprise start to the battle, and the enemy seemed to be cought off gaurd by the two groups coming in at their sides.

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Rhayader picked up his sword and ran back toward the battlements from where he watched the battle unfold. He could only stay and hope that Airnae was able to stop them before they got to the walls.

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Arinae fought her way towards the only horseman among the enemy, the leader and put in a few good strikes, but for the most part he avoided her and chose distracted targets.

The Rohirrim put up a good fight, managing to drive back the enemy far enough from the wall, but it was wearing the men down and many were wounded, even though they had the advantage of horses.

Arinae hacked away at a group mixed with orcs and men. A time or two she was unseated from her horse, and barely avoided a decapitating blow, which came in contact with her forehead instead, causing a long and deep slice, throwing her balance off. She regained her senses and continued fighting on foot.

Finally the enemy began to slack as they drew back a few hills distance and stayed there, seeming to make camp. Arinae remounted Stardance and rode among her men, pointing out those wounded who were in need of immediate care, and had them taken back within the safety of the walls.

She nearly lost her balance in her saddle, feeling dizzy from the slice to her forehead, but she remained behind with the riders, directing them to make camp outside the walls as the night set in deeper and the enemy stilled remained within a few hills' distance.

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Rhayader wanted to join the riders in battle but knew he was far too weak to put up a decent fight. Now the orcs had decided to besiege them.
Rhayader stepped down from the battlements and walked outside the wall to Airnae.
"How are you and your men faring?"

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Arinae dismounted Stardance and lifted her helmet from the ground where it had fallen earlier. She wiped the blood from her forehead with the back of her hand and glanced at Rhayader, thoughts seeming distracted for a moment. "They're not as well as I had hoped.... if we are attacked again tonight, I am not sure the men will be able to hold out for long," she finally answered, sitting down with a wearied sigh.

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Rhayader looked toward the orc emcampment then back to the walls of Edoras.
"Why not bring them inside? The walls will surely provide enough protection, at least while you rest up?"

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Arinae shook her head but quickly put a hand to her forehead as dizziness swept over her breifly from the movement. She kept her head lowered but continued to explain. "No... if we move inside the walls, then we give them the advantage of attempting to breech the walls... If we are given but a few hours rest, then we can attack their camp or at least sabatoge it somehow...."

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He looked at her, his head tilted in a slight worry.
"Are you feeling ok?"
He put a hand on her forehead and felt the heat burning from her.
"You are incredibly warm for a cold night. I think you should lay down and get some serious rest."

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Arinae pulled away and shook her head slightly, "No, we all need to be alert, for the sake of Edoras..." She went to stand but sat down quickly after nearly losing her balance. "Perhaps you're right...." she mumbled but only held a hand to her forehead as she bowed her head, closing her eyes. "I'm just a little dizzy, but I'll be alright if I just sit for a while..." she insisted.

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Jax and his men had pulled back as the orcs and men retreated to the hills. His men were resting, tending to the wounded, and saving there strength.

"Bring fifteen of our most able men." Jax ordered his second in command. Before long the men were there standing ifnront of him, those who had faired well and were not injured or exceedingly tired fromt he battle.


"Take waht wood we have that we don't need and quickly make bows out of them." Jax ordered the men.

The men set to work gathering the wood, making bows, and gathering the bows that they already had.

After the bows were made Jax and his men snuckto the hilltop nearest to the enemy camp where they could not be seen while a rider went out to relay the plann to Arinae.

When Arinae's forces would attack one man would be up with a string attached to all the bows (each bow having several arrows in it) Just before Arinae's men got to the enemy the bows wold be fired by the pull of a string and send all there remaining arrows into the large group of enemies seeing as how they would not be able to use there arrows int he next fight.

Then the rest of the army would attack from behind, catching the enemy off guard and pinning them between Arinae's army.

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Arinae looked up and listened as the man repeated the details of Jax's plan. She furrowed her brows but it hurt to do so and caused the crust over cut to again bleed, so she kept a neutral expression. "Why..." she mumbled, "I didn't give him full command." She let out a sigh. "We'll have to work around the plan, though I must admit it isn't half bad, but the men need a few hour's rest..."

Arinae had the rider return to Jax with the order to hold for a few hours until the men were well rested.

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