[Cimmerian]

The elves are forced into retreat, mistaking their leader, Elenna's backtracking as a sign of defeat. The orc army presses on, uruk archers assail unhindered. Azruk strides tall and proud, dripping in elf and orc slime, and surges ahead after Elenna.

Meanwhile the hulking Kurhg makes his way toward an injured and terrified Fëaelenawen and the arrogant Celebmundoiel. He senses their apprehension and wades on, knowing only a powerful elf mage or an Istari can stop him.

Ornahk and Deshnok have already led their battalions into the citadel and are raising hell within it's walls. Elf and elffriends, old and young are not spared, only those with enough strength either flee or die resisting the wave of marauding killers.

The futile army of elves now reduced to a shadow of it's former strength is pushed back to the walls of the City by the advancing horde of Sauron's bloodthirsty orc army. Uruk archers, now down on the ground, fire lethal arrows at the retreating elf mob.

Amanadulial lies below the torn and butchered bodies of Elf and Orc, covered in their blood, slime and mud....she has been overlooked by the onrushing orcs and men, given up for dead. Arrows whistle over her and drop more of either team around her unconcious frame.

The conquest of Rivendell is imminent. Without Elrond's power and guidance the elves are helpless. Glorfindel barely lives, Elenna retreats, Keldin lost in his own thoughts, Fëaelenawen and Celebmundoiel face an impossible foe, Amanadulial seemingly dead and a confused Hobbit hardly inspires a fightback in the frightened elves.

Azruk grins malevolently and leads the onslaught.

"Rivendell is mine!"

Ooc read my accompanying discussion post for further plot advance.