[Mithadan]

Gravlox and his band had ridden hard and long to reach Topfloorien before the Elves. The Uruks crossed the river at the shallows and were moving south, hoping to intercept their prey as the Elves exited Carnthardlee Pass. They camped on a hill overlooking the pass and waited...and waited...and waited.

"I will wring that fox's neck if I ever come across that beast again," growled Gravlox. The Uruks were hungry and bored and had taken to shoving one another into the river and playing duck-duck-goose to while away the time. If they waited much longer, they would have to barbeque...Gravlox flipped through his note book to check his list of demerits...ah, Fatblob, who had been singing Ricky Martin songs all day.

Gravlox flipped his notebook shut just as Shagoff, his faithful Warg, came trotting up. He was growling and pointing his snout to the south. When his master merely scowled, the Warg snatched Gravlox's cloak in his teeth and began dragging him. "All right, all right, what's gotten into you?" muttered the Captain as he followed his beast away from the camp.

They climbed the next rise and looked down. There was the exit from the underground, and there was his prey stepping off from the escalator! Gravlox threw himself down and watched as the band of Elves and Men mounted their horses.

He was about to summon his Uruks when he froze and squinted down at a uniquely feminine creature leading her company towards Topfloorien. His jaw dropped, followed by a steady stream of drool as he watched her bounce on the back of her steed, up and down, up and down, as if in slow motion. Her hair trailed behind her...hair even his son Gravy would envy. And there was music. The music of violins and harps and those silver thingies that you blow into. And her radiant face seemed to glow in the sun as if...

"Whazzup sir? Do yer see sumting over here?" Gravlox reached out absent-mindedly and tore out the throat of Fatblob who had apparently followed him from the camp. He wiped the blood from his hands and picked at his claws with the point of his knife to dislodge the flesh that clung there. Now, where was I? Oh yes.

He turned back to face the south and watched the maiden splash into the river on her horse. The drops of water shone like diamonds as they dripped along her cheeks and her bare throat. He saw that she lifted her chin and gasped as she entered the flowing water and arched her back as her mighty horse carried her through to the other side. Sweat poured along his forehead as she shook her tresses from side to side sending a sparkling spray shooting into the air to form a rainbow over her head.

Then the company passed into the forest of Topfloorien and disappeared. It seemed as if his vision grew dark and he was unable to move for a long time. But at length, he stirred, and rose to stand looking at the nearby Elven realm. "Oh wow!" he said.

Then he cut up Fatblob and began cooking him.