(i'm so sorry; my family took a random ski trip and i didn't have time to post anything)

The witch king hissed at the party of men riding towards their position. They will all die, he said to Morwenna, who stood nearby.

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"Prepare for battle!" Amarthiel commanded the army of darkness that surrounded her. "Take your positions!" she ordered the rabble, her voice ringing with malice and they quickly obeyed her commands. With that she joined Shamíra at the wall, gazing at the men charging toward the city. Her lavender eyes glittered with anticipation. She could picture the bloodbath that would ensue. Her arms hung loosely at her side, yet she was ready to draw her longbow as soon as they came within striking distance. Soon now. she thought. Soon the annihilation will begin and the ground shall lap the blood of the fallen and the sceams of the wounded will fill the air.

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(ahhhhh i'm gonna quit, i can't keep this up, plus i'v only posted once and holidays are nearly up, byeee)

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Morwenna stared, her eyes cold. The Witch King screamed once more as they began to come in range.

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Shamíra smiled coldly. "This shall be a battle remembered by both men and orc and Moriquendi for many Ages." With a cackle of delight, she knocked an arrow into her bow, and aimed at the first, charging the arrow with Dark Magic. She loosed the arrow and watched with delight as it met its mark.

Morwenna shot at a rider's horse. It achieved the desired effect; the horse reared and threw off the rider, who knocked another man out of his saddle.

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(Aww. Bye Anduril)

A slow smile twisted Amarthiel's lips as she drew her bow and fitted an arrow to it, its envenomed tip pointed at a rider. Without hesitation she released the arrow and smiled as it hit its mark. Faster than the mortal eye could see, she drew another arrow and strung it in her bow, releasing the deadly weapon at another mortal foolish enough to attack their base. Her eyes gleamed with mirth as she saw her target fall from his stallion and move no more.

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((Sorry guys! I've had a busy week.))

"You must believe me," Xoroku hissed, walking forward. "Unless you wished to be killed too. You do not know how much I am risking for delaying attack. I do not desire power, nor do I want to loose my ranking. It is your choice, but I would go if I were you." Xoroku turned to leave but stopped with Faramir's response.

((EDIT: Faramir, you changed your name!

If you guys want we could play this out like the movie and have the Gondorians retreat and then Denethor sends them back.))

(^That wasn't exactly what I had in mind...well, sorta...that's kind of already happened. Their returning is kinda what happened in the movie.)

"Kashmik! Find the traitor Xoroku and bring her to me." barked Shamíra. "The Lord Sauron wishes to speak with her." she smiled coldly.
Shamíra reloaded her bow and continued her attack. She sighed with boredom. It was too hard to get a good sight of their pain and blood from the elevation. She leapt from the wall to the ground and landed before the attacking party. She slashed at the men on horseback, and before long, had hijakced a horse from one of them. She slashed the head from the one she knew to be the second in command, then repeatedly drove her blade through him. She closed her eyes to concentrate as she mentally summoned the other eight Nazgul. She smiled cruelly with satsifaction as she heard their distant cries. Men were terrified of the fell beasts, and the dark riders upon their backs.
"Amarthiel!" Shamíra called from the ground to the Moriquendi on the wall above her. "Have these miserable maggots arrange a line of archers on the wall, two lines! And let's get some trolls our way!" she watched the terrified expressions of the men turn to sheer horror and watched as three tried to retreat.
"Cowards!" she yelled and sped her horse so she pursued them. She cut the first two down with ease. They were young and untrained, and she gained quickly on the third.
"You beast!" he cried, and unsheathed his sword. "You cannot win this fight! It is folly!"
"And who are you to stop me?" she asked as she stopped his heart using the Dark Magic. She slowed the horse to a stop, and beheaded him. She watched in disturbing satisfaction as his red blood seeped into the grassy plains, and saw his eyes glaze over and go blank. She laughed with a grim delight, then turned back towards Osgiliath, attacking from behind.

Senqwa rode on a boat back to Osgillith. she had to prove her alegince to the dark lord. she was going to have to fight in this next battle.

Shamíra smiled as she noticed Senqwa riding towards them on horse back. "A good time to prove her alleigance." she said, and dismounted the horse, then whistled for Hiruk.
Shamíra glanced up at the walls. "Amarthiel! How come those lines of archers?" she called.

Morwenna rolled her eyes at Senqwa and marched down the lines of orc archers. She could tell that the men weren't going to last long.

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Shamíra glanced at Morwenna atop the wall. She sighed in agitation as one of the orcs dropped his bow and began arguing with another. She knocked them both over the head with the hilt of her sword, and then hauled them to their feet.
"Blubbering fools," she snarled. "Lord Sauron expects you to win, and here you are, arguing over a bow."
The two watched her in terrified silence.
"If I see this idiocy again, I assure you, I will kill you both!" she snapped. "Now get going!"

Senqwa lined up with the archers she saw morwenna's look but she choose to ignore it. she also saw Shamira killing fercely then turn to see her coming. Senqwa didn't say anything to Shamira she just looked at the ground and kept walking..she pulled out a bow. she was a skilled archer as well with a sword. she stood there ready to fight. but in the back of her mind she kept thinking that she would somehow be captured by the gondorian men and that she could be rescued from this life.....the thought soon passed on as the battle begun.

(Wow, you post fast. Sorry I fell behind...)

"Form ranks!" Amarthiel ordered, her voice bellowing as she walked along the line of warriors. She walked past Senqwa, pausing briefly before the woman who now joined their ranks. She had heard of this traitor and her eyes narrowed at the sight of her. "Be warned," she replied coolly, her voice tinted with malice as she walked up to her, her face mere inches from Senqwa. "Try anything and I'll have the army of Mordor bear down upon you. You shall rue the day you had ever sided with these fools." With that she turned away from the woman and walked briskly down the lines. From the front she saw Shamíra slaying the men, blood glittering on her sword. "The archers are ready" Amarthiel called to Shamíra. She could her blood boil with anticipation, her eyes gleaming with malice. It was time to begin the assault. From where she stood she nodded at Morwenna. "It is time we join the fray." she said, smiling cruelly. "Let the bloodbath begin."

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senqwa thought about what Amarthiel had said. she shuddered and then aimed her bow at the gondorien's. she waited for the command to be givin to shoot.