Both teams were at their final point where they would split inot thier teams, a small ruin to the north and east of rivendell.
Enedruaith(me): "welcome! as you can see, we will have to clean a little bit before w can camp, but it shouldnt be to much trouble."
so they cleaned up....
Balin: all right elf, we did your cleanin' now give us some grub!"
Lordpie (can we get a name change... seriously?): "Yeah! Some Grub!"
so they started a fire and ate, then went to0 sleep. the dwarves took first watch with Enedruaith and the Rohirrim, Granladen.
Granladen blew the horn as the shape in front of him cleared up....
the troll rushed the poor rohirrim with its club and swiped it across, but the elf had awakened quickly and dodged the attack as the rest of te camp woke up.
And behind them, the orcs were coming into the ruins.... a small group, but formidable due to the suprise attack. but Enedruaith had spotted them and began to fire arrows upon the helpless orcs and the strange perversion of the breed, an Uruk.
Cryptid began to sling his axes across the trollls tough flesh, with no avail. suddenly, the troll brought its club up... and flung it at a cluster of our heros... knocking them to the ground.
but then balin came up and with a single strike, cut off the trolls head. the trolls bdy wavered for a second...
lord pie had almost finished one of them, and terran another. when suddenly, tyler came in a paniced run, and impaled one.. TWO! orcs.
everyone ran to congratualate tyler, but enedraith stayed behind to see sunestel...
"HEs Wounded!" He called out to his cmpanions, and the cheering stopped...
to be continued...
alright, your choices are:
1. Stay here until he heals and risk more attacks
2. North team stays here with him, but harad gets to go.
3. both teams keep going their seperate ways.
I will make a group were you can talk it over.