[Everdawn]

And so the rescue party was stopped. Bebberyn took this chance to wipe residue from the blade of his sword. He watched Durmán and Elphir look over the poisoned guard.

Bebberyn stood at a junction of another tunnel which joined the one in which they were standing. There was a quiet ehco, movement far away. Bebberyn stood still and listened. Something was moaning. "Elphir, Durmán! I can hear something down here!, wait I will take some men and see what it is."

Elphir nodded and Bebberyn with a party of seven men, including Darius began to ward off to the left. Bebberyn took a torch and walked in front, always listening.

They came to another junction, this one was filled with more water. A light lingered to the right. Bebberyn cautiously approached it. There came a mouldy room, and a man, who was tied to a chair seemed to be unconscious.

"By the White Tower! It is the king!" Bebberyn exclaimed and rushed foward leaving the rest of the company to follow. Aragorn was pale and weak. Bebberyn cut his bindings with his sword. Aragorn moaned. "You are safe Lord, I am of Imrahil's men, and your own men are here, we have rescued you!"

"Here!" he yelled at the men. "Take the king, lets find the rest of the men and get out of here!" Darius and another guard by the name of Protoren took the king, his arms draped around their shoulders as they carried him to safety. Bebberyn ran ahead through the junctions until he came once again to the main party.

"I have found him!" He yelled.

[ March 28, 2003: Message edited by: Everdawn ]