[Adanedhel]

Tunar felt a little shakey after the short skirmish with the band of Orcs on the bank. He had killed only four or five Orcs, clumsily at first but after watching Haleg swiftly and deftly dispose of enemies with his great axe Tunar tried to mimick him, receiving more than one cut for his troubles. His axe was blooded with dark blood as was his sword, he had tried to use them in tandem blocking with the sword and attacking swiftly with the axe. He tried to his utmost to remember some of his training as a young boy that his father, a great Rohirrim warrior, had given him using the same weapons he used now which were also the same ones that his father had used and his father before him.
He thought about this, how many lives the weapons in his hands had taken and that now he had added to the toll, his strong arms instead of creating something for use and to make someone’s life better or easier he was destorying life. Though the lives he had taken were that of Orcs he still felt a sense of sadness as he looked at the bodies by his feet. He turned from the bodies in disgust and went to the waters edge, washing his hands and weapons clean of the blood wondering if he will ever feel clean again.

As he squatted there by the water cleaning himself calmly Azariah came beside him placing a reassuring hand on the smith’s shoulders, Tunar looked up the guilt at what he had done filling his eyes and Azariah knew that this was the first time that Tunar had killed and new that he must calm the smith and reassure him that what he did was the right thing;

“I understand what your going through Tunar, what you did was the right thing. The Orcs attacked our ship and endangered our lives if we hadn’t have fought them we would most likely have had the ship sunk and we would have no means of transportation”

Tunar nodded and stood sheathing the now clean sword and putting the axe in his belt shivering slightly as he realised he was soaking wet after swimming from the ship. Azariah and himself walked over to where Haleg and Halasan stood getting ready to return to the ship.
Tunar watched Haleg and wondered how the man could kill so easily and not feel any remorse. These thoughts filled his head as the four men readied to return to the ship and continue their journey.........

[ May 01, 2003: Message edited by: Adanedhel ]