[Everdawn]

Bebberyn had heard the commotion and immediatly mounted his horse Avanti to ride down to the town, he knew something was very wrong. At once the scene met him, fires burning, and corsairs everywhere.

At once Bebberyn rode into the battle, drawing his sword slew two corsairs. Then another and another.
"soldiers!" he yelled at the men who were still struggliing to keep their places.hold strong! regroup!" he yelled rallying his men together. But it was no use. There were to many.

Already Bebberyn's total reached beyond 20. "this is what happens when ships arent checked!" Bebebryn yelled. "merchants! merchant corsairs!" He brought his blade down again on another corsair.

He was withdrawing his sword from the chest of another when he was set apon by three. Bebberyn ducked the blow from one and stabbed two, but not before the third could slash him across the chest. Bebberyn slayed the next corsair before turning to another of his men. "Captain" the guard said "are you alright." but he was then run through the back with an enemy daggar. "we cant hold them!" Bebberyn yelled to his men.

Bebberyn made the hardest choice he ever had to make as High Guard. He would leave the city, it was Dol Amroth's only chance. He had to raise the alarm in Minas Tirith.
Bebberyn somehow managed to pickup his sword and go to Avanti, who had stood by. Leaning against the horse's snow coat, Bebberyn took a moment to survey his chest, now among the royal blue, stained the crimson of blood.

He heaved himself up onto Avanti and through the city streets he rode away from the battle and onto the open road.