[Earendil Halfelven]

Arlómë seethed with hatred. He had never hated any man before like he now hated Kaldon. How could a man ally himself with such evil? With the spawn of Sauron? While Kaldon and his father demanded the surrender of the Elves and Rangers, Arlómë thought of how lucky Kaldon was to be out of range of his bow. Hopefully, he would survive long enough to kill the traitor. If not, well, he hoped that Kaldon would meet his fate at the hands of one of his friends in the company.

____________________________________________

The battle began. Einen unleashed every arrow he had in his quiver. He glanced at Arlómë who was already empty of arrows.
"What should we do? We're all out..." Einen asked.
"Let's go back to the armory. I have an idea on how to destroy those siege weapons." Arlómë answered.

They turned to head back, when Arlómë saw Bali, who was hurling debris over the side of the wall.
"Bali, my friend, we need to destroy those siege weapons. If we could have the archers shoot arrows that are on fire, then we could set the siege weapons ablaze. That would stall the attack on Erebor, and give us more time to organize a better defense. Einen and I are heading down to the armory to refill on arrows. Pass the word to the others." Arlómë said.

Bali nodded. "Good idea." He turned and hurled another big stone over the edge.
Arlómë and Einen headed over to the armory.