battle

"Ride to war, Daerundros! Ride! Fly!"
Stunned and surprised, I gazed around myself to see a figure seated on a chair. A fireplace chimed happily behind her, and the walls were covered in a pleasant green color, like the forest. She stood up from her odd seating position and straightened herself, dusting off a few stray specks of dirt that had gotten into her clothes. The chair slowly turned to Daerundros, and within it, was an odd... something...

"Wake up you bloody sleepy Elf!" Edstan's voice ringed painfully in my ears. I cringed and woke from my trace-like sleep, still bothered and disturbed about the dream. Annoyed at the sudden waking, I grabbed a pile of leaves and threw them at Edstan with a quick flick of my wrist. Not initially expecting my reaction, Edstan spluttered as a few leaves hit his face, and we both laughed at the humour.

OOC: Hello everyone! Inspired by Minyelaírë's fan-fiction of the Kinn-lai and the deserts of Harad, I will be bringing you a fan-fiction detailing of Dagor Dagorath! Now some of you may have heard, some not: Dagor Dagorath is a battle that will take place near the end of Arda. I will write it in the most tolkien-like style I can muster, especially regarding the Valar. Here are some Q&As on the known facts of Dagor Dagorath (In construction)

"Shall we commence?" I asked, unsheathing my sword as Minyelaírë took her scimitar from her hilt and did the same, taking that as a yes.
Minyelaírë struck first, leaping over me in a remarkable feat of acrobatics. I caught most of the movement as she landed by my side, aiming for my foot as she drove her scimitar to the ground. I quickly pulled my leg out of the way, as she jumped again, to the side, and attempted to slash at me.

Second Age 1697, Iavas

A Teenaged Daerundros was walking through the forest, sword in hand. She was running, flying, to some unknown spot. The birds chirped, but somehow it was very quiet... too quiet.

Traveling all by oneself can be a dull affair. Morhan knew that very well by now. Thus, when upon reaching the Great West Road going from Gondor towards Rohan he came by a caravan heading towards Edoras, he eagerly tagged along. The safety in numbers didn't hurt either, especially when the caravan was being escorted by a detachment of Gondorian soldiers; The escort of a young man from a Gondorian noble family. Morhan wasn't the first to get the idea either, as there were already a group of other assorted travellers.

Thamas Lorn, 20th day of Rhîw

The goblin situation has indeed escalated since returning from Mithlond: news arrived of a swift goblin raid on Limael's Vineyard, northwest of Celondim. Hastily, we rode out there to offer what aid we could.