Tindomerel took the cup, barely able to hold it in her hands. She drank the water, used to the strange tastes of herbs. She nuzzled closer to Rhayader, glad he was there. She sipped at the water slowly, leaning her head on his shoulder.

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Rhayader stroked her hair back and smiled.
"Good, thank you."
The healer smiled and walked away. Rhayader kissed her on Tindomerel's hot forehead.
"Give it time, you'l be on your feet soon enough."

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Tindomerel smiled up at Rhayader. "I know," she said, "I'll be right by your side when we fight."
Tindomerel had a very stubborn look upon her face. She wanted to be at Rhayader's side weather she was feeling better or not. Nimloth crawled over and lay her head in Tindomerel's lap. The elf stroked the she-wolf's white fur with one hand, still holding the emtey cup in the other.

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Rhayader nodded.
"You best be, I don't want anything to happen to you..."
Rhayder spotted something coming towards them in the distance.
"...Orcs!"
He rose to his feet and called out.
"Arm yourselves!"
He looked to Tindomerel.
"You stay here, there aren't too many of them."

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[!*#_:]

Tindomerel grabbed her sword, standing up, using Nimloth to balance herself. Did Rhayader really think she was going to listen?
Once she had her footing, she drew her sword. "I'm staying with you," she said, using her extremely stubborn tone, following Rhayader.
She felt a bit dizzy after standing. She grabbed Rhayader's arm for balance. She quickly recovered her footing. "I'm fine."

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He forcably sat her down.
"Tindomerel, you stay here. We can handle this our selves."
He drew his sword and pointed it at the small group of orcs heading to Helms Deep.
"Don't let them near the fortress!"
He began runing toward them as other charged them on horseback.

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Tindomerel waited a moment, then stood back up. She put her fingers to her mouth, whistling hard. Lebethron trotted over. Tindomerel mounted up, tapping the stallion with her heels.

Tindomerel galloped after Rhayader. She reached out her hand to him. "Need a ride?" she asked, a smile spreading across her face.

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Rhayader looked at hr angerily.
"Go back."
He faster as they came closer to the group of thirty or so orcs. The riders had already began fighting them.
"Charge!"
The men on foot smashed into the orcs, haking and killing them wherever they stood.

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"No!" snapped Tindomerel, still riding by his side, "I am not leaving you."
She hacked down a few orcs, keeping close to Rhayader, Lebethron stepping around the Rohirrim carefully.

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Rhayader swiftly spun around hacking a head off an orc then looked to his love. He dived forward as an orc pounced to attack her from behind and executed him.
"Get out of here!"
He watched the men begin to take down the orcs one by one.
"Drive them away!"

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Arinae stepped from the cave, leading the men and her horse, but hissed a curse when she saw the orcs coming towards Helm's deep, hugging the walls close to avoid being seen, but Rhayader had lead several of the Rohirrim to intercept them.

Several of the orcs were slain, but the rest headed for cover, which happened to be the caves. Arinae pulled herself into her saddle, not wanting to be caught between the orcs within the cave and the orcs coming in, and headed out at a gallop.

Arrows were heard being released behind them as the orcs from within had noticed the commotion. "Sheilds!" Arinae called out, and the Rohirrim lifted the sheilds that had been set against their horses, deflecting the arrows just in time.

Whistling sharp and short, she dug her heels into Stardance's sides, and the steed took off at top speed, sending off a niegh to the other Rohirrim horses, who forced the same pace, drawing away quickly from the orcs behind them, and gaining upon those before them.

Arinae lowered her spear and impaled two orcs before letting it fall with the orcs and unsheathing her blade with her left hand and cutting down the rest while the other riders followed suit. She leaned and signaled for Stardance to turn around, and Arinae retrieved the spear, turning again and riding towards the camp.

All this was done with swift yet precise skill, the riders and Arinae working as one to encircle and eliminate the remaining orcs that had escaped Rhayader's group.

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Tindomerel shook her head, after Rhayader had killed the orc. "I'm staying with..."
Suddenly, an orc tackled her, from the side, and she fell off Lebethron, dropping her sword. She kicked at him, struggling to reach her sword, which lay not far away. She managed to punch him, madly crawling toward her sword. She barely touch the hilt of Narmacil, when she felt a pain, suddenly hitting her on her left side, right over her wound.

Tindomerel screamed in pain. She realized her wound was bleeding again. And it was deeper. She felt something grab her by the leg, dragging her away from her sword. She kicked the orc in the stomach, hard, with her other leg.
It let go. She crawled madly toward Narmacil. She spun around, still on the ground, to find the orc coming at her, blood already dripping from his sword. She looked around madly for her sword. 'Rhayader!" she yelled in panic, hoping he would hear her.
She stood up and another struggle began. The elf maiden tried to hold the orc back, but her strength was failing and the orc was winning.

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(Urgh... ok, I can't help but say something.... there is a false belief that scars make a person look tough, but the truth to the matter is it only shows thier mistakes, and in reality, those with no scars who have tales to tell, can tell those tales more proudly for their skill had kept them from being harmed.... now that beings said... Stop getting wounded so dang much!!!! It's unreal.... if Tin has gotten wounded this often in this short a time, I don't know HOW THE HECK she could have lived this long to begin with!....... anyway..... *stops* had to say all that, and I'm only suggesting..... continue on with this, but I couldn't hold my tongue, in fact if you wish you can ignore all that I said...)

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(( Sorries. Last wound. Promises. Swears on my pretty Evenstar I won't do it again!))

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(*highly doubts it* Meh, forget it.... I'm just fussing again..... )

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((I really am sorry. I can just be a sometimes. Promises to be more realisic...))

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