by Meriadoc Brandybuck » Fri Feb 17, 2012 1:16 pm
Kaytan blocked the punch, but didn't grab and twist. He didn't want to break his wrist when the Games hadn't even started yet. He suddenly flew on the offensive, striking low with his foot to hit Leevie's shin and then slapping his face lightly before drawing back.

Theoden wrote:Where now are the horse and the rider? Where is the horn that was blowing?
Where is the helm and the hauberk, and the bright hair flowing?
Where is the harp on the harpstring, and the red fire glowing?
Where is the spring and the harvest and the tall corn growing?
They have passed like rain on the mountain, like a wind in the meadow;
The days have gone down in the West behind the hills into shadow.
Who shall gather the smoke of the deadwood burning,
Or behold the flowing years from the Sea returning?