Mentat
26-11-2007, 23:02
The Shades on Highpass
On a cloudy day Alvae Helcariel made her way up to Highpass, in focus the route to the Anduin, and in extension to Loth Lorien and the Greenwood. Still wolves were covering the highpass, looking out for a weakened traveleres pestered by the many goblins that usually lurk in that area. Little did that concern here, but still she moved silently and unseen by the eyes of either wolves and the ever spying goblins from the mountains. Closing to the peak of the pass, her sensitive ears picked up the sound of heavy hoofs. A horse with a heavy rider, as much was obvious to her. She climbed up the ledge near the final gap that divides the Anduin dale from the hights of the misty mountains and peeked down onto a dark figure riding a black steed. One of the kind you only see in Mordor or Nurn. Clad in heavy armor and adorned with thick spikes on his shoulders, and iron thorns around a distinctly painted helm, this stranger meant no good so close to Imladris and the lands of the west. She stepped forward and questioned his appearance on the pass with a solid but smooth voice.
Alvae: “Stranger, what would you seek up here?”
The figure was startled, though he might have expected to be stopped at some point, the appearance just above his head caught him unguarded. In response he raised a heavy shield and answered mockingly in a strangely southern accent of westron.
Kalmathzôr: “I am merely passing through, and even that does not concern you!”
To emphasize his ignorance of her appearance he added a cold chuckle to his words. Alvae looked him over, and nothing less did the dark clad human with her. Both counted their odds, and both instantly knew that this encounter wouldn’t end without bloodshed.
Alvae: “I hardly see you welcome beyond this point, and pointless in fact is your try to pass along”
His answer again was cool laughter and twisted words.
Kalmathzôr: “So tell me elfling, how could you stop me from passing this point?”
Alvae(imperativ): “Your way is back to where you came from!”
In answer to that issue Kalmathzôr advanced slowly, though cautious to a fact.
Alvae(imperativ): “Any step further and you shall regret it! This pass is closed for your kind and kindness you will not find in answer!"
During that words she had notched an arrow, directly aiming it at the human.
Kalmathzôr(angry): “Come down and stand for your words!”
Demandingly he pointed to the ground ahead of him with his sword.
Alvae(snippy): “Why don’t you crawl up here and show me that you have the gutts to offend me. Since I am not going to let you pass alive by all means.”
Kalmathzôr(enraged): “Come down now and stop me if you dare!”
Demandingly he pointed ahead of him with his sword once more.
Alvae(snippy): “Try to move on, and you shall be stopped!”
The stranger eyed the pass, then spoke grimly.
Kalmathzôr: “Your arrows won’t scare me, elfling!”
Alvae(cool): “Then why do you hesitate?”
In answer he drove his steed forward and charged for the gap.
Kalmathzôr(confident): “Defying me would be unwise!”
The elf acted quickly and sent a series of arrows at the dark figure, but failing to score an serious hit through his armor, she sent his steed down with a deadly blow. Though while she climbed down the slope, the human had already taken position in front of his dead steed, the radiant evil blade drawn and filled with hatred against her and her kin.
Kalmathzôr(in complete rage): “You will regret that elfling!”
Alvae(cool): “I told you that you wouldn’t pass that gap alive!”
Next the servant of the enemy lunged out at her, missing her just closely.
Alvae(cool): “Defend yourself!”
The agile elf imidiately struck back at him but missed her foe, who surprisingly moved with deadly speed aswell.
Kalmathzôr(determined): “False believes elf!”
After this a deadly dance started between the two, and for quite some time, none of the two managed to strike the other. Then the human, doubtlessly suprising the eldar female with his apt swordplay, managed to strike a cunning blow at her. In response though, she outmaneuvered him and scored several vicious hits. As the fight moved on and the the tide turned against the dark human, the surrounding wolves started to attack the elven maid, though with utter caution. But the dark clad human proclaimed haughtily.
Kalmathzôr(arrogant): “See elfling, you can not win this, even the wolves have taken my side!”
The wolves that now were distracting the elf, allowed the dark servant to score some hits, but after a while the wolves despaired and again the battle turned against the evil.
Alvae(firm): “The wolves might have chosen your side, but the Valar never will! Your end is night evil being, prepare to be undone!”
Still struggling against a serier of heavy blows the humans answered, heavily breathing.
Kalmathzôr(defiant): ”Prepare to become one with eternity, elfling!”
Her answer was quick though, and punished his pride. So finally the human started to pant and headed off towards the gap back to the Anduin dale, where he had come from. The wolves though saved his live that day, by sacrificing themselves and Even her precise shots with the bow couldn’t stop the escape of the dark human. So Alvae had nothing but a dead evil steed and a defended pass, that she could call a close victory over a surprisingly abled and cunning foe.
On a cloudy day Alvae Helcariel made her way up to Highpass, in focus the route to the Anduin, and in extension to Loth Lorien and the Greenwood. Still wolves were covering the highpass, looking out for a weakened traveleres pestered by the many goblins that usually lurk in that area. Little did that concern here, but still she moved silently and unseen by the eyes of either wolves and the ever spying goblins from the mountains. Closing to the peak of the pass, her sensitive ears picked up the sound of heavy hoofs. A horse with a heavy rider, as much was obvious to her. She climbed up the ledge near the final gap that divides the Anduin dale from the hights of the misty mountains and peeked down onto a dark figure riding a black steed. One of the kind you only see in Mordor or Nurn. Clad in heavy armor and adorned with thick spikes on his shoulders, and iron thorns around a distinctly painted helm, this stranger meant no good so close to Imladris and the lands of the west. She stepped forward and questioned his appearance on the pass with a solid but smooth voice.
Alvae: “Stranger, what would you seek up here?”
The figure was startled, though he might have expected to be stopped at some point, the appearance just above his head caught him unguarded. In response he raised a heavy shield and answered mockingly in a strangely southern accent of westron.
Kalmathzôr: “I am merely passing through, and even that does not concern you!”
To emphasize his ignorance of her appearance he added a cold chuckle to his words. Alvae looked him over, and nothing less did the dark clad human with her. Both counted their odds, and both instantly knew that this encounter wouldn’t end without bloodshed.
Alvae: “I hardly see you welcome beyond this point, and pointless in fact is your try to pass along”
His answer again was cool laughter and twisted words.
Kalmathzôr: “So tell me elfling, how could you stop me from passing this point?”
Alvae(imperativ): “Your way is back to where you came from!”
In answer to that issue Kalmathzôr advanced slowly, though cautious to a fact.
Alvae(imperativ): “Any step further and you shall regret it! This pass is closed for your kind and kindness you will not find in answer!"
During that words she had notched an arrow, directly aiming it at the human.
Kalmathzôr(angry): “Come down and stand for your words!”
Demandingly he pointed to the ground ahead of him with his sword.
Alvae(snippy): “Why don’t you crawl up here and show me that you have the gutts to offend me. Since I am not going to let you pass alive by all means.”
Kalmathzôr(enraged): “Come down now and stop me if you dare!”
Demandingly he pointed ahead of him with his sword once more.
Alvae(snippy): “Try to move on, and you shall be stopped!”
The stranger eyed the pass, then spoke grimly.
Kalmathzôr: “Your arrows won’t scare me, elfling!”
Alvae(cool): “Then why do you hesitate?”
In answer he drove his steed forward and charged for the gap.
Kalmathzôr(confident): “Defying me would be unwise!”
The elf acted quickly and sent a series of arrows at the dark figure, but failing to score an serious hit through his armor, she sent his steed down with a deadly blow. Though while she climbed down the slope, the human had already taken position in front of his dead steed, the radiant evil blade drawn and filled with hatred against her and her kin.
Kalmathzôr(in complete rage): “You will regret that elfling!”
Alvae(cool): “I told you that you wouldn’t pass that gap alive!”
Next the servant of the enemy lunged out at her, missing her just closely.
Alvae(cool): “Defend yourself!”
The agile elf imidiately struck back at him but missed her foe, who surprisingly moved with deadly speed aswell.
Kalmathzôr(determined): “False believes elf!”
After this a deadly dance started between the two, and for quite some time, none of the two managed to strike the other. Then the human, doubtlessly suprising the eldar female with his apt swordplay, managed to strike a cunning blow at her. In response though, she outmaneuvered him and scored several vicious hits. As the fight moved on and the the tide turned against the dark human, the surrounding wolves started to attack the elven maid, though with utter caution. But the dark clad human proclaimed haughtily.
Kalmathzôr(arrogant): “See elfling, you can not win this, even the wolves have taken my side!”
The wolves that now were distracting the elf, allowed the dark servant to score some hits, but after a while the wolves despaired and again the battle turned against the evil.
Alvae(firm): “The wolves might have chosen your side, but the Valar never will! Your end is night evil being, prepare to be undone!”
Still struggling against a serier of heavy blows the humans answered, heavily breathing.
Kalmathzôr(defiant): ”Prepare to become one with eternity, elfling!”
Her answer was quick though, and punished his pride. So finally the human started to pant and headed off towards the gap back to the Anduin dale, where he had come from. The wolves though saved his live that day, by sacrificing themselves and Even her precise shots with the bow couldn’t stop the escape of the dark human. So Alvae had nothing but a dead evil steed and a defended pass, that she could call a close victory over a surprisingly abled and cunning foe.