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Earendil Halfelven · 05-13-2003, 10:21 PM

Turthôl stared into the ground, trying to see anything that could hint at the direction of the man they were hunting. He and Rangar had headed off to the left, out into the fog. But he couldn't see anything. Soon, he casually walked along and busied himself by cleaning the blood and dirt off of his sword. Rangar noticed his behavior.

"Aren't you going to help?" he asked. Turthôl looked up at him.

"I am," he said.

"It doesn't look like it. It looks like your cleaning your sword," Rangar replied.

"I am," Turthôl said.

Rangar sighed. "Are you ok? What happened back there?"

"You mean the-" Turthôl began but Rangar interrupted.

"Yes. That man you murdered. Why did you do that? You were like a Wild Man yourself!"

"It had to be done. That man could only do damage to us if we let him go. If a warg attacks people, do you simply wound it and let it go? No, you kill it before it hurts someone else."

"But that man was not an animal," Rangar said. "Now, everyone thinks your mental, probably." Turthôl shrugged. That thought really didn't bother him.

"Well, whethere he was an animal or not, it still had to be done." Turthôl said.

"It looked to me like you were out of your mind." Rangar answered.

"I was-" Turthôl replied. He didn't know why the memories of Sartir would come up now, but somehow, the attack on the company made him feel as if he was back there again, one year ago, being ambushed by orcs and being betrayed. For moment, he was back there again, defending the companions who had died beside him. His new companions had been ambushed, and he wasn't going to let them die.

Turthôl sheathed his sword, and said no more.
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It had been an hour, and they still hadn't seen a thing.

"Do you realize that we have been quit stupid?" Turthôl asked.

"How so?" Rangar replied.

"If you had taken a hostage, where would you go to get out of the open? When daylight comes, where would you need to hide? Obviously, not in a clearing such as the Downs." he asked.

Rangar thought a moment. Suddenly, a look came upon his face which told Turthôl that he had realized the same thing.

"The forest. Of course!" Rangar said. The two men headed off in the direction of the woods.

"You know, I'm having second thoughts of this search." Turthôl said.

"And why is that, may I ask? Does it have anything to do with this being Wren?" Rangar asked.

"We don't need to search for her," Turthôl said.

"Don't you feel sorry for her at all?"

"I feel sorry for the guy that captured her! Think of how bad she is probably annoying him right now. He's probably going to abandon her in frustration." Turthôl started laughing at the thought of it.

Rangar stood there, dumbfounded. Then, their laughter cut through the darkness like a knife.

05-13-2003, 10:21 PM	#17
Earendil Halfelven Wight Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: the dark recesses of the mind Posts: 223	Turthôl stared into the ground, trying to see anything that could hint at the direction of the man they were hunting. He and Rangar had headed off to the left, out into the fog. But he couldn't see anything. Soon, he casually walked along and busied himself by cleaning the blood and dirt off of his sword. Rangar noticed his behavior. "Aren't you going to help?" he asked. Turthôl looked up at him. "I am," he said. "It doesn't look like it. It looks like your cleaning your sword," Rangar replied. "I am," Turthôl said. Rangar sighed. "Are you ok? What happened back there?" "You mean the-" Turthôl began but Rangar interrupted. "Yes. That man you murdered. Why did you do that? You were like a Wild Man yourself!" "It had to be done. That man could only do damage to us if we let him go. If a warg attacks people, do you simply wound it and let it go? No, you kill it before it hurts someone else." "But that man was not an animal," Rangar said. "Now, everyone thinks your mental, probably." Turthôl shrugged. That thought really didn't bother him. "Well, whethere he was an animal or not, it still had to be done." Turthôl said. "It looked to me like you were out of your mind." Rangar answered. "I was-" Turthôl replied. He didn't know why the memories of Sartir would come up now, but somehow, the attack on the company made him feel as if he was back there again, one year ago, being ambushed by orcs and being betrayed. For moment, he was back there again, defending the companions who had died beside him. His new companions had been ambushed, and he wasn't going to let them die. Turthôl sheathed his sword, and said no more. _____________________________________________ It had been an hour, and they still hadn't seen a thing. "Do you realize that we have been quit stupid?" Turthôl asked. "How so?" Rangar replied. "If you had taken a hostage, where would you go to get out of the open? When daylight comes, where would you need to hide? Obviously, not in a clearing such as the Downs." he asked. Rangar thought a moment. Suddenly, a look came upon his face which told Turthôl that he had realized the same thing. "The forest. Of course!" Rangar said. The two men headed off in the direction of the woods. "You know, I'm having second thoughts of this search." Turthôl said. "And why is that, may I ask? Does it have anything to do with this being Wren?" Rangar asked. "We don't need to search for her," Turthôl said. "Don't you feel sorry for her at all?" "I feel sorry for the guy that captured her! Think of how bad she is probably annoying him right now. He's probably going to abandon her in frustration." Turthôl started laughing at the thought of it. Rangar stood there, dumbfounded. Then, their laughter cut through the darkness like a knife. __________________ In nomini domine saboath sui filique ite ad infernos.