[Cimmerian]

With careful and precise strokes of his ancient longsword, Bulvard hewed off a few heads of the wargs that surrounded him. Hearing a cry he turned to find the Lady Gwyn fall off her horse, but a few well aimed arrows from the elf archers slew every warg that moved in toward her unconcious form.

The two young women fought well, one appeared to be in awe of the predicament while the other enjoyed herself. Calixto fired rapid succession of arrows at the warg that were still pouring out from across the hillside in vast numbers.

Bulvard rode into the mass of feral beasts that kept up the onslaught and his sword flashed bright amidst the splattering of blood and warg body parts. His eyes wore a look of pain and hatred as he tore into the foul creatures. Aronja, the magnificent falcon darted in and out around her master, her searing talons and sharp beak a reminder to the warg that her kind made more than a meal of them. Arod, Bulvard's elegant white stallion too took to crushing warg skulls under his heavy hooves with gusto, emitting frightened and excited neighs.

The Wargs fell in large numbers around them, the war party sustained injuries but none fell so far. Jael stood, nostrils flaring, over her mistress The Lady Gwyn as she lay still near slain warg, Bulvard looked at Gwyn with some concern, but his attention was soon diverted to the onrushing warg that enveloped the area around him.

The battle grew fierce, Calixto stood tall and proud, arrows flying from his bow faster than human eyes could percieve, he was aided by Harolas, an excellent archer in his own right. Elwyn used her long spear to good effect, skewering two to three warg at a time. The strange one Elanor, brandished stranger weapons and weaved her way through the warg.... she appeared to be moving toward Bulvard who was a tad busy to notice, but he would surely appreaciate the help.

The warriors would have to prevail over this first hurdle at any cost for many harsher ones awaited them.