Cyril ducked, sliced an orc in half, blocked from the right and spun into the orc as he dodged another slice from behind. A hidden dager was quickly spun out as Cyril spun into the orc and he pierced the thing int he heart.

The were manny orcs but Cyril believed that they could win this battle.

He ducked, sliced an orcs head off, blocked another attack, sliding the orcs blade along his own. Then he grabbed the hilt and stabbed an orc in the back with the oposite orc's sword and stabbed that orc in the stomach with his own.

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Aragorn continued to fight and thought for a moment, "Hitting the head of the order? That sounds like an idea.."

Responding to Ruth Ann, Aragorn said, "if you can find the head, it would definetly be a target to hit. I know if anyone can find him, you could."

"Thanks," Ruth Ann smiled from the compliment.

Aragorn and Ruth Ann sontinued to fight orcs for a moment when Aragorn looked down at Ruth Ann and asked, "Did you just take that as a compliment? Go."

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Cyril spun below a swing that struck a stray orc. His blade then came up to slice the other orc in half.

he parried to the right, twisting his wrist to flip the enemy blade up and over his head as he stabbed the orc with his left hand dager.

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Alanna jumped onto Asfoloth and fought from his back. Even though the pain, in her shoulder, was growing worse she kept fighting. Soon she started to feel faint from blood loss. " Hold on," she told herself, " hold on."

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Cyril noticed Alanna's wound as Elamuel came up to him and motioned towards her.

"Get her out of here, she needs to rest." Elamuel told him.

Cyril fought his way over to Alanna. "Come on." Cyril grabbed the horse gently and lead him away from the battle.

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" I can fight!" Alanna argued trying to take the reins back from Cyril.

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"You're no use to us half dead, or dead," Vanwawen said, walking up to them.
"You need care or you will die from blood loss or infection."

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Ruth Ann left Aragorn and started to wander throughout the battlefield trying to find someone that looked like they were yelling orders out. Killing a few orcs and dodging others, Ruth Ann had managed to almost die quite a few times.

Now, she was in the middle of the city, and still not any closer to being dead. Looking up, she saw a large nazgul. "That looks promising," Ruth Ann thought to herself, "I think that should be something to check into."

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Alanna frowned then stopped fighting, reluctantly.

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Ruth Ann managed to arrive at the stairs. She had to kill a massive orc that appeared right in front of her while making her the ones behind her didn't get her in the back. That was interesting, but what was soon to come up would prove to be far more interesting.

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Cyril spun backwards and below an orc attack, chopping off the thigns head and then moved back to Alanna.

"Can you heal her?" Cyril asked Vanwawen.

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"Not really... I come from Mirkwood, not Rivendell. All I knew are the simple herbs that any healer would know." Vanwawen replied...

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Ruth Ann looked up the stairs and saw one of the nazgul fly off and the head orc look over the city. Ruth Ann snuck up the stairs and snuck up right behind the head orc. Lifting up her sword, Ruth Ann was about ready to stab the orc when the orc turned around and looked straight at her.

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Cyril got Alanna off the horse and safely behind a wall.

"It looks deep." Cyril said as he grabbed some cloth and a small bottle from his poutch.

He dapped some of the clear liqued on his cloth. "This will sting a little." he said, pressing the cloth against the wound.

He didn't know an exsesive amount about healing... but he could take care of himself. He could at least stop it from getting infected and stop the loss of blood.

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Alanna winced as Cyril dabbed her wound, " Thanks." she said looking a bit embarased.

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"No thanks nesicary." he assured her as he looked around catiously to be sure no orcs were near.

He then reached into his bag and grabbed some herbs. He took the cloth off and placed the herbs on it with a little more of the liqued.

"They should slow the bleading and help the healing process. I'm afraid that is all I can do for you though." Cyril told her.

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