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Phervasaion · 06-28-2004, 04:12 PM

The death of Anga and Nuwethion saddened the whole group, but Paladir thought they had died most honorably and that the cause was true. The burying of the two valiant warriors was indeed one of the most touching things that Paladir had seen, even though it only seemed to last a few minutes, and soon they were on their war-torn feet again making good pace through the forest.

It was not easy, considering that Paladir had a large gash in his right leg which was bandaged up with rags torn from his clothes. Paladir limped as he ran, but still managed to just about keep up with the others and, even though the group was delayed at one point getting lost in the confusion of the numerous trees, they found the road before sundown.

All were relieved once they gotten to the road and felt free in the more wide and open spaces. Arathorn led the group down the road for some time until the sun finally sank behind the mountains, and then he said that they would make camp at the road side until sunrise.

Paladir volunteered for the first shift for night watch, which was rather uneventful, but even though he was glad to be out of the trees the open spaces gave him some feeling of insecurity. Suddenly, Paladir felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see the smiling, yet very tired face of Hanindur. “What brings you here my friend?” asked Paladir. “My shift doesn’t finish for another hour.”

“Just finding it difficult to get to sleep I suppose… I was too busy thinking about the last battle and the loss of Anga and Nuwethion. And how close I came to loosing my own life,” Hanindur responded in a quiet tone of voice.

“Aye,” Paladir began. “We all had luck in that battle. Still, I seem to find that luck plays a large part in most battles, and hopefully it will hold for many years to come. And, even though its saddening thinking of the lost who have died in battle, I always try to think on the more bright side of things. When I do, I feel even luckier. For one, we were lucky that only two of us died, and that the sun decided to come out when it did as if it didn’t, we would have all perished. If another one of us passes away on this journey try to think that they died for a good cause, and hope they have a better life, wherever they have gone.”

06-28-2004, 04:12 PM	#98
Phervasaion Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: The wilderness of Middle-Earth Posts: 306	Paladir The death of Anga and Nuwethion saddened the whole group, but Paladir thought they had died most honorably and that the cause was true. The burying of the two valiant warriors was indeed one of the most touching things that Paladir had seen, even though it only seemed to last a few minutes, and soon they were on their war-torn feet again making good pace through the forest. It was not easy, considering that Paladir had a large gash in his right leg which was bandaged up with rags torn from his clothes. Paladir limped as he ran, but still managed to just about keep up with the others and, even though the group was delayed at one point getting lost in the confusion of the numerous trees, they found the road before sundown. All were relieved once they gotten to the road and felt free in the more wide and open spaces. Arathorn led the group down the road for some time until the sun finally sank behind the mountains, and then he said that they would make camp at the road side until sunrise. Paladir volunteered for the first shift for night watch, which was rather uneventful, but even though he was glad to be out of the trees the open spaces gave him some feeling of insecurity. Suddenly, Paladir felt a hand on his shoulder and turned to see the smiling, yet very tired face of Hanindur. “What brings you here my friend?” asked Paladir. “My shift doesn’t finish for another hour.” “Just finding it difficult to get to sleep I suppose… I was too busy thinking about the last battle and the loss of Anga and Nuwethion. And how close I came to loosing my own life,” Hanindur responded in a quiet tone of voice. “Aye,” Paladir began. “We all had luck in that battle. Still, I seem to find that luck plays a large part in most battles, and hopefully it will hold for many years to come. And, even though its saddening thinking of the lost who have died in battle, I always try to think on the more bright side of things. When I do, I feel even luckier. For one, we were lucky that only two of us died, and that the sun decided to come out when it did as if it didn’t, we would have all perished. If another one of us passes away on this journey try to think that they died for a good cause, and hope they have a better life, wherever they have gone.”