[Boromir88]

The sun was shining brightly, it was a radiant morning. Sjorging took some bread, cooked some bacon, and wondered off outside of camp. He didn't want to be bothered, not even by his good friend, Gelding.

He sat, with his hands on his chin, thinking what he was to do next. He had already told everyone his companions that they weren't going along with the Gondorians, but the short fray with the orcs brought back old memories. What Sjorging saw of Uther's strategy impressed him. Sjorging still didn't like him, but he couldn't deny the commander knew about fighting. After sitting for hours, Sjorging hadn't seen any of his companions, and he noticed it appeared Uther was about to head out.

He sucked up his pride, and went to have a word with Uther. "Those were some impressive tactic, Uther. A move like that could hurt, or help you, it appears luck was on your side."

Uther grunted wondering who dare have the nerve of telling me I got lucky. He turned around, and he didn't seem too surprised to see Sjorging there. Sjorging continued, "You will most likely be outnumbered, and Gundabad will be well defended, your only hope is strategy. You will need anyone you can get." Uther was well aware of the situation he was about to face, and didn't take Sjorging's words kindly. All Uther cared about was getting this over with as soon as possible, and get his men moving again. "You have been welcomed to join since you first arrived. I am pleased to have you in my service."

What does he mean, me in his service, I serve no one but myself, thought Sjorging. Then he thought of the death of great King Brand, and his oath he made to himself, to not die until Dale was rid of orcs. Sjorging didn't know what to say, but he figured he had to say something, "I will get my companions ready, but I can't promise all of them will come along." Uther nodded, and continued with making preparations to leave.

Sjorging found the rest of the people of Dale, besides Inegmar, sitting around their tent. "I'm going with the Gondorians. You are all free to choose as you will." Gelding all of a sudden looked intent, the first thing that came into his mind was, the argument the previous night. Gelding realized that he had gotten through to Sjorging and was the first to get up and step alongside him. Beluf and Adranel were sitting apart, and sat staring at eachother, as if they were waiting for the other to decide what they were going to do.

"The Gondorians are about to leave." said Sjorging impatiently. "Are you coming or not?"