[Esgallhugwen]

With most of the men dead there were still the riders to deal with. The camp had come together and the fire was doused, choking and spluttering from the hurried attempt to kill it's light. But where were Falowik and Uien, she worried for both of them worried that they had fallen amongst the bodies of those evil men.

Esgallhugwen had no time to think, the riders began shooting arrows. Thoronmir yelled out to take cover, Esgallhugwen the two hobbits and an unconcious Lira hid themselves behind the large boulder. 'I cannot tend to Lira's wound now, bind the cloth tightly about her head, I must leave to go retrieve some arrows from the bodies of the fallen' She cast her hood over her face; the cloak provided her well with the cover she needed to examine the corpses for undamaged arrows. She even took some that were not her own.

In cunning stealth she took to hiding behind the boulder again giving over what she could find of Anson and Gorby's hobbit arrows. Esgallhugwen had recovered much of her own, she picked up her sword it still glowed dimly from the heat.

They needed their horses as well, and the situation was already worse; Falowik and Uien were no where to be seen, Lira was unconcious, Lumiel is sorely hurt but her spirit still burned hot within her.
Esgallhugwen kneeled down beside Lira, the hobbit Anson did a very well job. Then she went to Lumiel and looked at her hand 'it would be best to bandage that mellon, it is difficult to grip a sword with a wet blooded hand' she wrapped a dry piece of cloth around her wound.

The men jeered and jested at them 'where 'as all the purdy ladies gone to, 'ope they 'avn't runs away on us' they laughed harshly, their horses champed on the cruel bits in their mouths.

Smoke was still rising from the dead fire, an idea dawned on Esgallhugwen it would be risky, but the men seemed dull-witted. She leaned over to Thoronmir, 'I have an idea and since it is my own it is my risk to take. I can call forth our horses, they will come quietly, I will be the bait as you would call it, whilst I distract them, you can come from any front you wish and attack them by surprise. But before you do this put Lira on her horse, Merkaliel will keep her safe'.

But as she spoke these words Lira awoke and Esgallhugwen gave her some miruvor to give her strength. She retold of her plan to Lira 'it is dangerous mellon' she said sadly trying to stay awake. 'We can not let them win now, this is only the beginning of our peril in this place' Esgallhugwen answered back.

She called the horses, they came quickly but quietly in the night hiding in the shadows of the ruined stone. Her quiver was almost full and her bow was on her back as she lept onto Morsereg.


They rode forward coming out of the smoke so to the men they saw that the rider and horse had materialized out of the dark mist by some witchery. Esgallhugwen already having a deep voice, that is sometimes heard in female Elves, lowered her voice further giving it a depth and age like that of thunder.

The men shared confused looks of amazement and fear unable to dicern and recognize that it was the ferocious elf woman that had slain seven of their men. Esgallhugwen called the men to her with carnage and bloodlust thick in her thundering voice.

And to the surprise of the camp three of the five came slowly to her. Horror took hold on some of the search party at the demonic and malicious change in one of their members who they had ever thought to put trust in.

'Oi! Who be you then?' one had the guts to inquire. Esgallhugwen laughed wickedly, hot ice seared through the horsemen and they cowered. 'You dare to question me?' she roared violently. The boulders almost quaked at her dark powerful form, she held up her sword 'this is the blade of the Elf that has been giving you much trouble, I have her body with me'.

That was the que to start the ambush.