Rivendell RPG

[Manelwen]

He growled, it was a low rumbling noise that alarmed and made the elves beside him side away. They dared to rush him? He was doing the best he could and on such short notice. They would be flimsy if he hurried. But the Yrch wouldn't wait for him, she had a point. His bow and full quiver were strapped to his back and he made his way through the elves, to the front of the group where Ellena stood. "I have them. I just need the archers to come and get them. They will get thirty-six each, and there is enough to supply 40 archers. Choose your strongest and fastest because they are heavy." His voice sounded low and gruff, but immediatly caught the commander's attention as she openly argued with the Golden haired warrior, one of Keldin's own friends, Glorfindel.

"You have them ready?" Glorfindel smiled and patted Keldin on the shoulder, "It would be a great surprise if we could have them for the fight."

Keldin nodded slowly, crossing his massive arms across his chest, looking down his nose at the tough warrior she-elf. "The can be used twice. The first form is the shatterstar. It will pierce the armor and creat a terrible wound, the next form will deafen and make many of the warg and wolf-riders panic, causing pandemonium amongst their rows." He took a deep breath and continued, "That will buy you enough time to get to through the Yrch army, but remember that you only have a few so reuse them as much as you can. When you pull them out, be careful. Twist and pull."

She smiled and looked up at him "Good, thank you Keldin." Elenna clasped his arm and then quickly walked to the door, "I'll have forty of my strongest at your shop." She disapeered around the corner, four of her generals following after her.

He sighed, and watched the young warriors file out, leaving him to his thoughts. "I know Mellome, she reminds me so much of you." Keldin grumbled as he left through the back door that he came in from.