The Hills of Evendim RPG

[Imladris]

Gorby

I looked around and panted deeply. I couldn’t believe we had won, it didn’t seem possible. A broad smile lit my face as I gazed about our bloodied field of battle. Corpses littered the ground and a stink of blood filled the air.

Gripping my axe, I wandered around the camp, just staring at the ground. Suddenly I stopped in horror: two eyeballs were resting upon the ground, torn. I covered my mouth, my stomach turned all squeamish like, and I hastily turned away.

A man, one of our attackers, was on the ground, a tainted raven upon his chest. It was Corn, and I could almost see the blood lust fade from his eyes. Blood spilt from the man's eyes like a crimson river of gore. Shudering, I rushed to the man, I found that he was unconscious, but I bound his hands and covered his eyeless sockets with a bit of cloth. Dragging him to the fire, I let him be and looked around for Thoronmir and Falowik: they would give him justice.

A pair of elves stumbled through the brush: Lumiel was half dragging an unconscious Lira to te fire as well. With a quiet, mournful chirp, Corn fluttered over to her, combing his beak through her hair.

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