The group had headed towards the bandits lair. Ewinda had fallen into a pit. Elentari had been captured. Rowan and most of the Company of the Dragon went down into the tunnel. It was extremely dark. All Rowan saw was rocks, dirt, bugs, and occasionally roots as they walked though the arid tunnel. It was definitely an old mineshaft. The group finally immerged from the tunnel. It was now about a hour from dawn and extremely dark. Few stars shone that night, and it was somewhat foggy. “Rowan,” Vráin whispered and slipped to the man’s side; “can you hoot like an owl?” Giving Vráin a queer look, he put his hands over his mouth. An owl’s hoot echoed though the night. It was answered by another owl hoot. It was Aravorn.
Vráin led them soundlessly to where the rest of their companions were under a large maple tree. The bandits came was so close to them. Rowan held his breath. Then he caught sight of Elentari. *Gasp* Cold steel flashed in the dark. The watchman was going to kill her! Rowan overheard Aravorn whisper to Vráin ”In unison shall our weapons be drawn.'” “And in unison shall our battle-cries ring!” Vráin called, now heedless of the noise he was making; “Let them know we are coming!” And with that they leaped forward.
“Dáin!!!”
“Elendil!!!”
Rowan took their cue and leaped from the place they were hiding followed by the rest of their company and the rangers. The watchman turned around and was surprised at the sight he saw. Men, elves, and dwarves, all with weapons ready. Rowan pulled out his sword, and rushed in to the camp. The battle against the bandits had begun.
[ June 19, 2003: Message edited by: elven maiden Earwen ]
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