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Eruantalon · 01-10-2003, 02:16 PM

The story of Ungta the wicked cave spider

"well your journy has taken you vary far and long my friend.I will tell you of my recent errond for your uncle."He now came in closer to his friend so he could hear him.

Long ago when the great work of Dwarfs was not called Moria there was a happyer time for the people of Middel Earth.In the second age when Moria was still vary alive and joyus.There lived a prince of there lordshoip.You know him Bali his name was Khadzul.He whent ever into the deeps of the mountains far north,and south where Moria lies.Always looking for new treasures in the earth.

Then one day far north of his kin he found an astounishing thing.In serect he took more than ten score of ten dwarfs with him.He told only few what he was doing.But alas after two seasons there was no word from him ever after.

Now many speculate about his deeds, and what happen.But none can say for sure.Ah now one thing was known about his leave.He took fine craftman with him.Dwarfs that made anvil and hammer sing loudly, and with great power.

So time whent on, more than ten years passed when finaly the fight against Sauron was started.Then finaly the ancient curse was awokened in Moria.There was never one Dwarf that looked apon there great works, as it was of old, again!

Your uncle knew of Khadzul, in the lore of your people.So I was visiting him when the deed was at hand to recover what was lost.Hearing of this I volunteered for the task.So your uncle and fother where please with the outlook of it.They sent almost thirty of your kindred, and people.

So we made our way towards the nothern mountians.We only knew that it was in the high north of that region.As we search for weeks we found a pass into the mountains of Gundabad south of the mountains of Angmar.There was a hidden vale there,at the base a few leags north.

We traveled down deep into the root of that dark mound.Many twists and turns there where. We marked our passes on the stone walls beside us.Yet we still found ourself going in circles for days.Till one day through a series of twist and turns we found ourselfs in a thin tunnel, that was mared with ancient weapons.To make it large enough for Dwarfs to get through.

After spending hours traveling down this trail.We where taken aback by the sight before us.With our laterns we could see ever up wards, and out, in every direction.As far as our light would show us.Then great lanterns of old, and mighty fires where lit to see into the darkness.

We searched for what seemed like days there.But there was no count of time in this place.Only the memory of old and forgotten things.Finaly we found what seemed to be many Dwarfs caught in a great battel.But none of there armour seemed familar to me.The rest of the company knew.It was the work of the Dwarf of Moria in ancient times.So we knew we had found the princes company.

As we searched on some of my company payed closer attenshion to the walls of the cavern.There breath was taken away.For we had only lit the entrance with light.As the rest of the company search the hollows with torches.One gave a mighty cry of joy and bid us all to come near.As we came closer the wall of the cavern flickered with light.Jewels of all color shape and size.Some where of the finest exampels any of us had ever seen.some where vary flawed compared to the orthers.

Still we knew why Khadzul was there with so many.There where books and tools that none had seen before.The books listed the items and amount of eveything that was taken,or made in the canern.Also there where journals of eveything that had happened in this place.We gatered up the bodys and weapons there.Witch where of the finest of craft by Dwarfs.Many of the Dwarfs remains where long gone and only armour was left.So we gatered everything that was rought by them or was in there possion.While this was going on I noticed there where only close to a hundred in the company.But there where still many missing,for in the lore it was said there where over ten score of ten.

Still we found not the remains of the prince.No weapons bearing his name none of the armour that is described that he wore.No trace of him at all.So while many where starting to bring the remains and treasure to the top I and fifteen of my companions whent deeper into the cave to look for the prince.The farther we whent inn the more amazed where we, for the jewls where only part of the treasure of this cave.

One of my companions Ubrick layed his hand on a great vain of metal.So then it fell like it was struck with a great pick.To the ground.The wealth of this cavern was not in its treasures, witch where great.But the easy of retiving them.For the walls,and ground where soft.So it was easy to pull away what was there.

Then one spoke up and said "The Langwell, and the Greylin flow not far from here.Long ago before even Khazuls time it could have flowed under this mountain.Depositing all that we see in the debry of the river base.

Kadzul had found what he had long looked for.In Moria there where greater riches, but none as easly taken as these.So we traveled on and on under the mountain.Till we found a corner hidden away where terribal webs where spun.There in the nets and darkness was the kindred that we where searching for.But a darkness was stirring.Ancient, and evil, it awoke now saying."What has come now to my long lived ears.Is it pray for me to taste.So long has it been since I tasted the the flesh of dwarf or men.Maybe it is the first born, so sweet is there flesh.You will pay greatly for entering the dwelling of Ungta."She hissed in a gurgel of moans that echoed in the cavern.

So we gathered the remains of the prince and his companions.Quickly now we hurried out of here webs.My sword cleaved her nets to open the way.As we retreated she availed us.Now high and tall.As the hight of three tall men she was.But palest white from so many ages in that place.She was not as strong as she was in Khadzuls time.It had been long since she had sustence, and was weary from age.

Still she was vary strong and large.Strong enough in her day to fight off all of Khadzuls people.But she was not to win agian not as long as this sword lay beside me.

All at once we attacked her.The axs of the Dwarf did not pierce her.With the torhche by my side I drew my bow.My arrows are fine and where made for me by your people Bali.They can pierce enven Orc amour through and thfough.To hit and pierce another.My bow as you know was hewed in Gondolin long ago.But only ten of these special arrows do I have.They are hard to make and take long to do so.

With that Erulon took out one from his quiver in his pack.As he blew air apon it it rang out loudly now with a piercing high pitch like a reed of steal.So you see they can even pierce stone.But only when shot from a bow like I have with me.But a fool would do so for how would you get it back.Still I have not a great amout of them ,and the darkness was all about.

She moved about thrashing here,and there from the Dwarfs surrounding her.I missed more than onece.But after a few shots she was steady for a moment.I took aim apon her eye.It flew stright and true.It pierced one of her many eyes,and deep into her head.

Now dazed and angry she pounded, hissed, and growled.Then one of the company, Omli cut into her neck with a mighty swing.She stoped moving long enough for me to push down my blade into her hart.There she lays dead still in the cavern.Her blood green and foul smelling,fills the cavern as we speak.It almost burt my havd as I drove my sword into her.

I gatered up my missing arrows,and recovered the rest of the missing company of Khadzuls.We bore him and all of his company back to Erebor.When we told the lord of the happenings he was over joyed none where slayed.He gave great thanks for my help in this journy.But he bid that though the treasurs in the cavern where great.None should seek them.For hardship and pain where rought into that place.

Then the great festival began witch is still going on now.The storys,food, songs,and merryment.Joy of a great deed done,and none lost of there kindred.The great treasures found that where thought gone forever.Still your fother and uncle are reading over the tombs that we found in the cavern.For a reward they lent me this great ax Bali.

Now holding it up Balis eyes opened up wide."Mithril my friend such a gift."

"Yes bali but I looked for no reward.His lordship bid me take it by his order.For you see I have two weapons as it is."As he said this he handed the ax to Bali.Twisting the handel in his hand to make the ax head spin.

"It is like air in the hand my friend.It wistels in the air as to a green switch."He said this with a few practice swings.

"Yes it was found on one of the men we brought back.See how it can be wielded with one hand.A fair thing for such a long doubbel headed ax."Now receiving the ax back from him.

"But our task was only achived becuse Ungta was so old."As he said this he knew he still had yet to take his bath.Witch he wanted before lunch.

"Now Bali would you beleive they have made me wash dishes,and sleep in a barn in this inn."While saying this Bali let out a great laugh.

"I smell don't I?There is a bath awaiting me.I'll leave you for a few moment to take it.But promise to be back."As he said this he got up whent off to his bath.

The water was still warm and the soap felt good.Oh now if only he had a bed for his next night.One can only hope he thought to himself.
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01-10-2003, 02:16 PM	#737
Eruantalon Wight Join Date: Dec 2002 Location: Gondor Posts: 139	The story of Ungta the wicked cave spider "well your journy has taken you vary far and long my friend.I will tell you of my recent errond for your uncle."He now came in closer to his friend so he could hear him. Long ago when the great work of Dwarfs was not called Moria there was a happyer time for the people of Middel Earth.In the second age when Moria was still vary alive and joyus.There lived a prince of there lordshoip.You know him Bali his name was Khadzul.He whent ever into the deeps of the mountains far north,and south where Moria lies.Always looking for new treasures in the earth. Then one day far north of his kin he found an astounishing thing.In serect he took more than ten score of ten dwarfs with him.He told only few what he was doing.But alas after two seasons there was no word from him ever after. Now many speculate about his deeds, and what happen.But none can say for sure.Ah now one thing was known about his leave.He took fine craftman with him.Dwarfs that made anvil and hammer sing loudly, and with great power. So time whent on, more than ten years passed when finaly the fight against Sauron was started.Then finaly the ancient curse was awokened in Moria.There was never one Dwarf that looked apon there great works, as it was of old, again! Your uncle knew of Khadzul, in the lore of your people.So I was visiting him when the deed was at hand to recover what was lost.Hearing of this I volunteered for the task.So your uncle and fother where please with the outlook of it.They sent almost thirty of your kindred, and people. So we made our way towards the nothern mountians.We only knew that it was in the high north of that region.As we search for weeks we found a pass into the mountains of Gundabad south of the mountains of Angmar.There was a hidden vale there,at the base a few leags north. We traveled down deep into the root of that dark mound.Many twists and turns there where. We marked our passes on the stone walls beside us.Yet we still found ourself going in circles for days.Till one day through a series of twist and turns we found ourselfs in a thin tunnel, that was mared with ancient weapons.To make it large enough for Dwarfs to get through. After spending hours traveling down this trail.We where taken aback by the sight before us.With our laterns we could see ever up wards, and out, in every direction.As far as our light would show us.Then great lanterns of old, and mighty fires where lit to see into the darkness. We searched for what seemed like days there.But there was no count of time in this place.Only the memory of old and forgotten things.Finaly we found what seemed to be many Dwarfs caught in a great battel.But none of there armour seemed familar to me.The rest of the company knew.It was the work of the Dwarf of Moria in ancient times.So we knew we had found the princes company. As we searched on some of my company payed closer attenshion to the walls of the cavern.There breath was taken away.For we had only lit the entrance with light.As the rest of the company search the hollows with torches.One gave a mighty cry of joy and bid us all to come near.As we came closer the wall of the cavern flickered with light.Jewels of all color shape and size.Some where of the finest exampels any of us had ever seen.some where vary flawed compared to the orthers. Still we knew why Khadzul was there with so many.There where books and tools that none had seen before.The books listed the items and amount of eveything that was taken,or made in the canern.Also there where journals of eveything that had happened in this place.We gatered up the bodys and weapons there.Witch where of the finest of craft by Dwarfs.Many of the Dwarfs remains where long gone and only armour was left.So we gatered everything that was rought by them or was in there possion.While this was going on I noticed there where only close to a hundred in the company.But there where still many missing,for in the lore it was said there where over ten score of ten. Still we found not the remains of the prince.No weapons bearing his name none of the armour that is described that he wore.No trace of him at all.So while many where starting to bring the remains and treasure to the top I and fifteen of my companions whent deeper into the cave to look for the prince.The farther we whent inn the more amazed where we, for the jewls where only part of the treasure of this cave. One of my companions Ubrick layed his hand on a great vain of metal.So then it fell like it was struck with a great pick.To the ground.The wealth of this cavern was not in its treasures, witch where great.But the easy of retiving them.For the walls,and ground where soft.So it was easy to pull away what was there. Then one spoke up and said "The Langwell, and the Greylin flow not far from here.Long ago before even Khazuls time it could have flowed under this mountain.Depositing all that we see in the debry of the river base. Kadzul had found what he had long looked for.In Moria there where greater riches, but none as easly taken as these.So we traveled on and on under the mountain.Till we found a corner hidden away where terribal webs where spun.There in the nets and darkness was the kindred that we where searching for.But a darkness was stirring.Ancient, and evil, it awoke now saying."What has come now to my long lived ears.Is it pray for me to taste.So long has it been since I tasted the the flesh of dwarf or men.Maybe it is the first born, so sweet is there flesh.You will pay greatly for entering the dwelling of Ungta."She hissed in a gurgel of moans that echoed in the cavern. So we gathered the remains of the prince and his companions.Quickly now we hurried out of here webs.My sword cleaved her nets to open the way.As we retreated she availed us.Now high and tall.As the hight of three tall men she was.But palest white from so many ages in that place.She was not as strong as she was in Khadzuls time.It had been long since she had sustence, and was weary from age. Still she was vary strong and large.Strong enough in her day to fight off all of Khadzuls people.But she was not to win agian not as long as this sword lay beside me. All at once we attacked her.The axs of the Dwarf did not pierce her.With the torhche by my side I drew my bow.My arrows are fine and where made for me by your people Bali.They can pierce enven Orc amour through and thfough.To hit and pierce another.My bow as you know was hewed in Gondolin long ago.But only ten of these special arrows do I have.They are hard to make and take long to do so. With that Erulon took out one from his quiver in his pack.As he blew air apon it it rang out loudly now with a piercing high pitch like a reed of steal.So you see they can even pierce stone.But only when shot from a bow like I have with me.But a fool would do so for how would you get it back.Still I have not a great amout of them ,and the darkness was all about. She moved about thrashing here,and there from the Dwarfs surrounding her.I missed more than onece.But after a few shots she was steady for a moment.I took aim apon her eye.It flew stright and true.It pierced one of her many eyes,and deep into her head. Now dazed and angry she pounded, hissed, and growled.Then one of the company, Omli cut into her neck with a mighty swing.She stoped moving long enough for me to push down my blade into her hart.There she lays dead still in the cavern.Her blood green and foul smelling,fills the cavern as we speak.It almost burt my havd as I drove my sword into her. I gatered up my missing arrows,and recovered the rest of the missing company of Khadzuls.We bore him and all of his company back to Erebor.When we told the lord of the happenings he was over joyed none where slayed.He gave great thanks for my help in this journy.But he bid that though the treasurs in the cavern where great.None should seek them.For hardship and pain where rought into that place. Then the great festival began witch is still going on now.The storys,food, songs,and merryment.Joy of a great deed done,and none lost of there kindred.The great treasures found that where thought gone forever.Still your fother and uncle are reading over the tombs that we found in the cavern.For a reward they lent me this great ax Bali. Now holding it up Balis eyes opened up wide."Mithril my friend such a gift." "Yes bali but I looked for no reward.His lordship bid me take it by his order.For you see I have two weapons as it is."As he said this he handed the ax to Bali.Twisting the handel in his hand to make the ax head spin. "It is like air in the hand my friend.It wistels in the air as to a green switch."He said this with a few practice swings. "Yes it was found on one of the men we brought back.See how it can be wielded with one hand.A fair thing for such a long doubbel headed ax."Now receiving the ax back from him. "But our task was only achived becuse Ungta was so old."As he said this he knew he still had yet to take his bath.Witch he wanted before lunch. "Now Bali would you beleive they have made me wash dishes,and sleep in a barn in this inn."While saying this Bali let out a great laugh. "I smell don't I?There is a bath awaiting me.I'll leave you for a few moment to take it.But promise to be back."As he said this he got up whent off to his bath. The water was still warm and the soap felt good.Oh now if only he had a bed for his next night.One can only hope he thought to himself. THE CORRECTED TALE IS NOW UP [ January 13, 2003: Message edited by: Eruantalon ] [ January 13, 2003: Message edited by: Eruantalon ]