I was bored, so I thought I'd start a random battle RP. ^_^ Anyone may join as long as your posts are 5 sentances long or longer.

My charrie's bio may be found here, in the middle.

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Maralyn raced through the forest, her breath coming out in gasps. Behind her ran nearly fifteen orcs, all of them eager to overtake their prey. They had been pursuing her for several hours now, and the she-elf was beginning to feel her strength windling away.
In desperation, she turned at a large boulder, but instantly found herself trapped in front of a sheer rock wall. Whirling around, she realized with horror that the orcs would arrive before she could escape. Drawing her sword with a ring, the she-elf went into a warrior's stance, resolving to take as many of the brutes with her if the worst came to the worst.

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Then, jumping out of the trees, came another She-Elf on a white and grey horse, two curved swords in her hands, ready to fight. She landed in front of the lone warrior, and her arms worked quickly to kill the Orcs that almost surrounded the lone warrior. She slipped off her mare and quickly dispatched some orcs of there heads and arms.

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Maralyn thrust her sword into the gut of the orc nearest to her, then pulled it out, kicking the orc to the ground. She turned to face the newcomer, murmuring a hasty "Hannon le," before whirling around to parry the blow of another orc. The brutes were now pouring into the small space, and things were not looking bright for the two she-elves. One orc, an especially large brute bearing a spiked mace, suddenly bore down on Tur with no warning. Maralyn gave out cry and threw herself upon him, slashing at his throat with her sword. The orc roared out in pain, then heavily fell to the ground.

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[May I join? My Bio is listed her http://www.arwen-undomiel.com/forum/vie ... harries%2A
Its the top one ^^]

The half elf watched with red rimmed eyes as the blood drenched the floor of the clearing before the cliff that she perched lazily on. She truthfully had no wish to disturb the two elves and their battle, wheather they lost or not- blood was blood. And anyway, elves had never been kind to her,- her hate pinpointing on her 'father'.
But something stirred in her, and deftly she drew her bow, knocking a cruel tipped arrow to it, and letting it hurry down and bury itsself in the neck of one of the orcs.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

Tur was injured by the bigger orc, dispite the other Elves' assistance. But she ignored it and contiuned to fight as more orcs came out from the trees, like weeds in a garden. An arrow whizzed past her and Tur looked back and smiled, nodding in thanks to the person in the tree. She looked...filmilar.

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Maralyn kicked an orc in the chest, sending it crashing into another orc. "How many do you think are left?" she gasped out to the other Elf, turning to behead an orc which had been attempting to cut her down from behind. Although they had already slain at least ten, even more were arriving by the minute. Indeed, it seemed as though two more would pop up in the place of one. Maralyn was beginning to wonder how long they would last against such an onslaught.

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"As many as we can kill!" Tur said, quickly using two swords and not doing any fancy moves(unless she had too), but just trying to kill quickly.

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Maralyn smiled slightly at the other she-elf's answer, then went back to fighting. She and her companion seemed to be doing well, and for a moment, it seemed as though they would win. But all hope vanished as a rumble shook the earth, then another. A massive cave troll suddenly towered over them, wielding a large bolas in one hand and a wooden club in the other. The orcs kept their distance from him, but snickered and jumped up and down excitedly, as if ancticipating a kill.

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As the orcs made a circle around them as the Cave Troll came and Tur just looked up, some of her hair in her face. "Okay...." She looked around and he arm throbbed from the beginning injury. "I have an idea." She mounted her horse and put away one sword, then cut a large vine from the tree. Then, she put away her other sword and said, "Shoot at him as I try and distract him!" She said and then, before awaiting an answer, took off on her horse straight towards the troll.

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Out of nowere, seemingly, a hooded figure apeared, having stabbed the troll in the back, and was holding on with the dagger stock in it's pale flesh. The only possible way for a being to get there was from the sky, but how would that be possible?

Leaving the dagger, the hooded figured jumped from the troll's back, unsheathed their sword, and squashed an orc in one movement. The figure fought with the style of many skills combined, but mostly with the ranger tecnique(sp?). Decapitating one, then turning and gutting another, and while the sword was stock in that one, the stranger turned and punched another in the face with a gloved fist...

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Maralyn had but a moment to stare at the mysterious figure before she was forced to continue fighting; a stab here, a slash there...it would only be a matter of time before the orcs would be forced to retreat...or so she hoped.

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The figure faught hard, yet faught like he was used to it. When the figure got up behind the troll while Turwaithiel distracted it, he cut it in the leg, causing it to stumble and bring it's mighty club twards him, but he easily dodged. He threw something up at the dagger still in the troll's back, and a part of the dagger's hilt exploded, making the troll sway more and cry in pain. The blade was still stuck in it's back.

With a now bloodied sword, the stranger started fighting off the orcs again, dodging the troll's club when he needed to...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

Rhavaniel strung an arrow, and aimed it carefully at the troll, letting it fly and knocking another seconds later, both meeting their mark, buried so deeply into its neck they were hard to spot.
It teetered dangerously backwards and forwards before collapsing with a pained groan, to the side.
Her slight frame launched itsself from the tree, landing deftly on the writhing body, and aiming another arrow at the dangerously unprotected back of its head. Blood leapt uip to meet her, and she licked it quickly from her bottom lip- Fresh, warm, but rather revolting.

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. O r b i s N o n S u f f i c i t .

(such a nice ending touch...)

Tur felt she did her job well as the rest of the orcs retreated. She glanced at the man and then at her cousin, and smiled. "Your aim has not weaken since last met, mellon nin." She said, bowing her head in thanks. "And I thank you to, stranger." She said, smiling at the man who had helped them.

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The stranger nodded, and looked around at the dead orcs. He pulled down his hood, revealing a slight beard and stringy, almost shoulder length brown hair.
"I'm Cruorin, and just happened to be in the area," came his low, raspy voice...

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Married Cloud Strife 9/17/08

"My name is Tur..." She said, and bowed her head slightly before going on, "And I was tracking a small group of orcs that lead me to this one...except this group I stumbled upon is still not the group I'm tracking."

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