ℛᴇɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ~low semi-lit~a LOTR roleplay-FELLOWSHIP NEEDED

[božemprosti]

"Ah. Well, I'm immortal. Ferrel is a reincarnate. Valinor, Valar, sorry, has reincarnated certain people from back then for the Dark Lord is rising again. Look, boy, this isn't the place nor the time to explain. Chose, live ignorantly for 15 more minutes or die with little knowledge." I said to him blasting away the orcs who were crawling up on us.

[Agent Blackhawk]

"I'll live. Thanks for the choice." Marten said, picking up a rock and chucking it at one of the orcs.

[božemprosti]

"A good choice." Throwing rocks.. Hahah... A true hobbit. I took him by the hand and hid him behind the tree. "The battlefield is no place for a hobbit. Stay put, climb this tree. And be quiet." I instructed him while hitting a few of the orc with my staff.

[Agent Blackhawk]

Marten grumbled something under his breath and obliged climbing the tree and continuing to chuck rocks at the orcs.

[božemprosti]

"And don't draw attention to yourself. Be quiet." I ran up to some of the orcs.

[time stands still.]

Miluiel

As Kestrel galloped through the forest, Miluiel cast out her thoughts, searching for the familiarity of Aranel's mind. Within moments she found it, along with Beriadanwen's.

But Aranel's thoughts were jumbled and blank, not at all like she was used to. She was clearly unconscious.

It terrified Miluiel more than anything, more than the orcs, Nazgul, and Sauron combined.

Aranel! she screeched into her subconsciousness, Wake up! Get up, now! Eru knows what could be surrounding you! Wake. UP! Just seconds after, she found Aranel's limp body slumped against a tree, a single, already wounded orc creeping up on her with a dark blade in hand, aimed to pierce the elf's chest. Without even thinking Miluiel whipped out her bow and buried an arrow in the orc's breast before he was even a meter away from Aranel. She jumped down from the draft's back, noticing briefly that Beriadanwen was still immersed in the battle, but seemed to be alright for the time being. Miluiel grabbed Aranel by her tiny waist and placed her carefully at the pommel of her saddle. Cascade was not in any location she could actually see.

Climbing onto the saddle behind her, she spurred Kestrel into a swift canter and barreled through the orcs. "Go! Get to safety! Find the others!" she called to the elven warrior, who was dueling a good sized orc. And with that she wheeled Kestrel around, clutching Aranel with one hand and the reins with the other, and bolted back in the direction of the wizard, Marten, and Amara's house.

[Agent Blackhawk]

"Yeah, yeah." Marten mumbled, chucking a rock into another orc's head.

Beriadawen nodded, "Noro lim, Duilin." she quietly instructed her stallion, galloping in the opposite direction and drawing the remaining orcs after her, picking them off one by one as she fled through the forest.

[one step c l o s e r]

Aranel

I groaned, shaking my head slowly. "Wha-?!" I mumbled, my head shooting up. "Where's that Wraith? And Cascade?" I sat up straighter and looked around, realizing I was on a horse. "Mil?! What the heck is happening? Where's you come from?!"

Aaron

Orcs ran from the cover of the trees, towards my house. My eyes hardened. The battle had started. I threw my window open and swung myself onto my roof, bow in hand. I heard the nearby screech of a Nazgûl and winced, gritting my teeth. "Up here, beasts!" I screamed at the Orcs, who stopped running and looked up. Sadistic grins spread across their faces as they started trying to climb up to me. I fired an arrow and yelled, "You'll not have my family today or any other!"

[božemprosti]

We weren't far from Aaron's house. I saw Aaron being bold. I started to yell to him. "HEY AARON. MY MAGIC IS STILL AROUND YOUR HOUSE, DON'T WORRY!!"
I blasted a few Orcs who were going towards Aaron.

(Guys, it's midnight here and I'm going to sleep. Don't go far without me.)

[one step c l o s e r]

('Kay, night!)

Aaron

I glanced briefly at Galasrinion, who yelled that his magic was still protecting my house. Big mistake. An arrow whizzed mast my ear and I flinched, sucking in a sharp breath. "You call that working?!" I shouted back, firing at the Orc who'd shot at me. "I can handle this!" I yelled, my dark hair falling in front of my eyes. I blew it away and shouted, "Go to Amara's house! Ferrel is there, and I think Ella and Evan are too! Keep them safe!"