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Himaran · 09-14-2003, 05:57 PM

Dain's post

By the time the Forgoils had reached the outer edge of the encampment, the forest was wrapped in semi-darkness. Still, Fréa was able to see at least the broad outline of the camp in the grey mist of dusk and what the men inside were doing. Telling the rest of his group to stay put, Fréa cautiously made his way along the perimeter, lying flat on the ground and pulling his body slowly forward through the underbrush.

He did not particularly like what he saw. Brytta's men were wide awake and showed no eagerness to set down their weapons and relax over their dinner. Daggers and swords were still strapped about their waists, with bows and arrows set down near the center of camp within easy reach if an unexpected attack should come. However foolish Aldwulf had acted in his trip to Bree, Brytta was showing a great deal more caution and common sense in the way that he had organized the camp.

A sentry stood beyond the clearing patrolling along the outskirts. At one point, when the man strode forward and stared off into the forest, Fréa had to jump back and cower under a bush to avoid detection. He scowled, cursing his bad luck underneath his breath, and then crawled back towards the others as quickly as he dared.

Reaching the spot where Archim and Graitwa were waiting, he turned to them and shook his head, his voice no more than a whisper, "No luck! We shall have to hold off. At least till everyone sets down their weapons and relaxes over their evening meal. It's too risky to try and strike now."

Archim glowered back at him, "How long a wait?"

Fréa casually shrugged his shoulders, "However long it takes. I don't really know. I'll keep a keen eye on the camp and see what's happening. But, from what I can see, they plan to be here a while. They're apparently gathering some sort of building materials. I'd rather be cautious than end up with us losing our necks."

He turned back to look at his brothers to see what they would say.

~*~

Orofaniel's post

Even though it was very late, and the darkness had krept over both Forgoils and Brytta's camp, they were still awake. Brytta and co. made no signs, at all to take down their weapons, and leave their camp unguarded for a nice dinner at the fireplace. Graitwa laughed at the thought of Aldewulf, how the fool had acted in his trip to Bree. Brytta however, seemed to be much wiser, the camp was very well organized and he seemd to show much more caution. Graitwa was very much impressed by this, but he didn't say this to his brothers.

Graitwa had been standing looking at the camp, examing every inch of it. This would be difficult he knew that. To attack a camp that was fully guarded was on the edge to be...isane.

Graitwa returend to his brother Archim, the very same evening. They were both quiet and didn't say much, nothing of importance anyhow. The silence was broke when Frea turned up.

"No luck! We shall have to hold off. At least till everyone sets down their weapons and relaxes over their evening meal. It's too risky to try and strike now." He wisphered while he shook his head.
Archim didn't seem too pleased about this and growled back: "How long a wait?"

Frea obviously didn't know what to answer, or what to do, so he shrugged his shoulders. Then, moments later, he took a deep breath and continued: "However long it takes. I don't really know. I'll keep a keen eye on the camp and see what's happening. But, from what I can see, they plan to be here a while. They're apparently gathering some sort of building materials. I'd rather be cautious than end up with us losing our necks." Graitwa stared at Frea, and Frea noticed this so he turned his head to hear Graitwa's point of weiw.

"I think it's a good idea." Graitwa said shorthly. "We have to wait, or we'll blow our chances. It's no point going to the camp now. They are well armed, and to tell you the truth; we will not have the slightes chance to get what we want and to get out alive." Graitwa continued. "I've been watching the camp very closely this evening." He added. "I've been examing every inch of it." He said at the end.

Graitwa looked over at his two bothers. He glanced over at Frea and his eyes met Frea's. Then Graitwa turened his eyes over to Archim. Archim seemed to be in his own thoughts so Graitwa clapped him on the shoulder. "I suggest we hide in the bushes near the camp too keep an eye on them." He said to get Archim's attention. Graitwa sucseeded to get Archim’s attention, because Archim was now looking at him with great eyes.

Archim was about to say something when Graitwa interrupted. "As I said, we need to keep an eye on the at all times. So that we can be ready when they are not!" He said in a stern voice. Then he laughed of his own comment.

"You want us to wait???" Archim said to Graitwa's amazement. Hadn't his brother listened to anything he had said?

~*~

Pio's post

‘No luck. We shall have to hold off . . .’

Fréa’s words of caution grated on Archim. He had reached the end of whatever small store of patience he had and wanted to act . . . be done with this problem . . . return to the Mark . . . And now here was his brother urging them to wait for the opportune moment.

Nothing about this misguided venture was given to opportunity. It had begun with a series of ill thought acts, the burden of which chafed Archim. And in his mind it should be ended quickly. They had them in their fist it seemed, the element of surprise would be on their side. Why not hit them now and be done with it. The more he thought on it, the more he thought this a better plan of action.

‘I think it's a good idea." Graitwa said shortly, forcing him out of his dark reverie. ‘We have to wait, or we'll blow our chances. It's no point going to the camp now. They are well armed, and to tell you the truth; we will not have the slightest chance to get what we want and to get out alive.’

As evenly as he could, Archim spoke his objections. He knew they would not be listened to. And that, in fact they would probably be dismissed as the harebrained reasoning of their younger brother once again. He bit his tongue as the response he knew would come, did indeed fall from their lips.

[ September 16, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]

09-14-2003, 05:57 PM	#117
Himaran Ash of Orodruin Join Date: Jan 2003 Location: Thangorodrim Posts: 777	Dain's post By the time the Forgoils had reached the outer edge of the encampment, the forest was wrapped in semi-darkness. Still, Fréa was able to see at least the broad outline of the camp in the grey mist of dusk and what the men inside were doing. Telling the rest of his group to stay put, Fréa cautiously made his way along the perimeter, lying flat on the ground and pulling his body slowly forward through the underbrush. He did not particularly like what he saw. Brytta's men were wide awake and showed no eagerness to set down their weapons and relax over their dinner. Daggers and swords were still strapped about their waists, with bows and arrows set down near the center of camp within easy reach if an unexpected attack should come. However foolish Aldwulf had acted in his trip to Bree, Brytta was showing a great deal more caution and common sense in the way that he had organized the camp. A sentry stood beyond the clearing patrolling along the outskirts. At one point, when the man strode forward and stared off into the forest, Fréa had to jump back and cower under a bush to avoid detection. He scowled, cursing his bad luck underneath his breath, and then crawled back towards the others as quickly as he dared. Reaching the spot where Archim and Graitwa were waiting, he turned to them and shook his head, his voice no more than a whisper, "No luck! We shall have to hold off. At least till everyone sets down their weapons and relaxes over their evening meal. It's too risky to try and strike now." Archim glowered back at him, "How long a wait?" Fréa casually shrugged his shoulders, "However long it takes. I don't really know. I'll keep a keen eye on the camp and see what's happening. But, from what I can see, they plan to be here a while. They're apparently gathering some sort of building materials. I'd rather be cautious than end up with us losing our necks." He turned back to look at his brothers to see what they would say. ~~ Orofaniel's post* Even though it was very late, and the darkness had krept over both Forgoils and Brytta's camp, they were still awake. Brytta and co. made no signs, at all to take down their weapons, and leave their camp unguarded for a nice dinner at the fireplace. Graitwa laughed at the thought of Aldewulf, how the fool had acted in his trip to Bree. Brytta however, seemed to be much wiser, the camp was very well organized and he seemd to show much more caution. Graitwa was very much impressed by this, but he didn't say this to his brothers. Graitwa had been standing looking at the camp, examing every inch of it. This would be difficult he knew that. To attack a camp that was fully guarded was on the edge to be...isane. Graitwa returend to his brother Archim, the very same evening. They were both quiet and didn't say much, nothing of importance anyhow. The silence was broke when Frea turned up. "No luck! We shall have to hold off. At least till everyone sets down their weapons and relaxes over their evening meal. It's too risky to try and strike now." He wisphered while he shook his head. Archim didn't seem too pleased about this and growled back: "How long a wait?" Frea obviously didn't know what to answer, or what to do, so he shrugged his shoulders. Then, moments later, he took a deep breath and continued: "However long it takes. I don't really know. I'll keep a keen eye on the camp and see what's happening. But, from what I can see, they plan to be here a while. They're apparently gathering some sort of building materials. I'd rather be cautious than end up with us losing our necks." Graitwa stared at Frea, and Frea noticed this so he turned his head to hear Graitwa's point of weiw. "I think it's a good idea." Graitwa said shorthly. "We have to wait, or we'll blow our chances. It's no point going to the camp now. They are well armed, and to tell you the truth; we will not have the slightes chance to get what we want and to get out alive." Graitwa continued. "I've been watching the camp very closely this evening." He added. "I've been examing every inch of it." He said at the end. Graitwa looked over at his two bothers. He glanced over at Frea and his eyes met Frea's. Then Graitwa turened his eyes over to Archim. Archim seemed to be in his own thoughts so Graitwa clapped him on the shoulder. "I suggest we hide in the bushes near the camp too keep an eye on them." He said to get Archim's attention. Graitwa sucseeded to get Archim’s attention, because Archim was now looking at him with great eyes. Archim was about to say something when Graitwa interrupted. "As I said, we need to keep an eye on the at all times. So that we can be ready when they are not!" He said in a stern voice. Then he laughed of his own comment. "You want us to wait???" Archim said to Graitwa's amazement. Hadn't his brother listened to anything he had said? ~~ Pio's post* ‘No luck. We shall have to hold off . . .’ Fréa’s words of caution grated on Archim. He had reached the end of whatever small store of patience he had and wanted to act . . . be done with this problem . . . return to the Mark . . . And now here was his brother urging them to wait for the opportune moment. Nothing about this misguided venture was given to opportunity. It had begun with a series of ill thought acts, the burden of which chafed Archim. And in his mind it should be ended quickly. They had them in their fist it seemed, the element of surprise would be on their side. Why not hit them now and be done with it. The more he thought on it, the more he thought this a better plan of action. ‘I think it's a good idea." Graitwa said shortly, forcing him out of his dark reverie. ‘We have to wait, or we'll blow our chances. It's no point going to the camp now. They are well armed, and to tell you the truth; we will not have the slightest chance to get what we want and to get out alive.’ As evenly as he could, Archim spoke his objections. He knew they would not be listened to. And that, in fact they would probably be dismissed as the harebrained reasoning of their younger brother once again. He bit his tongue as the response he knew would come, did indeed fall from their lips. [ September 16, 2003: Message edited by: piosenniel ]