Pelargir

[Idrial]

Idrial folded her arms, turning her gaze away from the window as she glanced back toward Vilik. "I don't know." She looked out the door with a sigh. "Maybe I will go above deck for a while." She went to the dresser and quickly folded her old clothes, sticking them into one of the lower drawers before she stood back up again. Maybe some fresh air would be good...not that she hadn't had enough already. After a moment she slipped through the doorway and up onto the deck. She knew not yet whether Vilik had followed. She meandered her way over to the railing, looking out across the moonlit waters, strange feelings milling about inside o fher. Idrial couldn't decide whether or not she was happy to be back at her home. The memories the place brought back were sad...they told her of a life she once had, but could never have again.

[Hador]

Somebody layed his arms surround Idrals waiste from behind and pulled her firmly to him. There was nothing lovingly in this embrace and the arms hold her tight as metall bars. "I am glad you found your way back into my arms," Hador said laughing into her ear.

[Idrial]

Idrial thought at first that it was Vilik who had come up behind her. Even though his embrace was a bit firm...but who else would it have been? But it was at the voice in her ear that Idrial froze. It took her a moment for the realization to strike her, and she suddenly whirled about, attempting to wrench herself from his grasp, but it was useless. For the moment he had her. Idrial struck out with her foot, attempting to kick him away. "You!" She gasped, fear surfacing to her features.

[Hador]

He laughed quietly and hold her even tighter. "Yes, its me, little wild cat. Has been a while. Did you miss me?"

[Idrial]

Idrial glared up at him, once again attempting to push away. "Nay! You know the answer to that as well as I." She leaned, reaching out to bite his arm as his grip tightened. Her heart raced, as did her mind as she struggled ever harder to break free of his grasp. Of course she could not, he was of the Gondorian guard, she was merely a maiden. Though she would try. "Let me go!" She gave a flick of her head, tossing her hair from her face. "Vilik!" She cried, glancing in fear toward the door that led below deck. If ever she needed his help, it was now.

[Vilik]

Vilik was already topside and saw the man grab Idrial from a distance. He had silently worked his way to the man's back as Idrial let out her call for help and bit at his arms. Just in this moment of confussion Vilik reached out and firmly clutched the hair atop the man's head and jerked his neck back. The tip of Vilik's dagger pressed hard against the man's thoat and was poised to skewer his head. "Let her go," were the only words that escaped Vilik's lips. There was no bluff or pleading in his voice, only resolve - he would not think twice of killing this man.

[Idrial]

Idrial heard Vilik's voice behind them, and for a brief moment felt a bit of relief. But then she once again felt the force of Hador's arms as her breathing became more labored. "Vilik," she pleaded, still unable to see him, "get him away from me!" She pleaded, tears threatening to spill onto her cheeks. The fear that gripped her would not let go, no matter how she tried to convince herself that she would be alright.

[Hador]

Hador pushed Idrial foreward and used the backdraft of himself to crush into Villik. He recieved a light cut at his throat, but didn't payed attention to that scratch but slammed his ellbow into Viliks chest and draw his sword. "Put your swine sticker away and get out of my eyes," he growled.

[Vilik]

"Aye, that I will. Your neck dosn't deserve a blade made for bleeding far fairer pigs." He slid the dagger back into its sheath and he pulled from his side two swords - his old one and the one he had bought earlier in the day. He lifted one and swung it with such speed towards Hador's neck that the blade sung in the wind.

[Idrial]

Idrial fell to the deck of the boat as Hador pushed her harshly forward. She glanced back over her shoulder, afraid of what she would find but knowing that she would find it. She cringed as Vilik drew his blades. She didn't want this. She didn't want him to have to fight because of her. What if he was injured...or worse killed. "Hador, please don't do this!" She begged him as many thoughts raced through her mind.

[Hador]

Hador raised his long two handed sword and the metall of the forcefully meeting blades clang together. The force led Viliks blad off its direction and with a turn Hador pushed it the direction the other sword would eventually come and brought another swift stroke aiming for Viliks upper chest.

[Vilik]

Vilikk turned the blade as it slid off Hador's sword and brought it back around to block the slash at his chest. As the two blades met Vilik pushed forward and with his other sword he swung low at Hador's leg. As he made the swings he side stepped, placing himself between Hador and Idrial to prevent the scum from lurching towards her again. When Idrial had spoke his name Vilik knew that this was the man that had hounded her for so long and he felt rage begin to overcome him.

[Idrial]

Idrial pushed herself up into a sitting position, supporting herself with her arms. "Stop it!" She shouted once more to Hador. "Vilik, I'll...I'll go." Her voice wavered, but it was strong over the noise of the swords. "I don't want you to get hurt because of me!" She pushed her hair back from her face, biting her lip as she glanced toward Hador.

[Vilik]

Vilik shook his head, not taking his eyes off Hador. "Do you really think I'm gonna step aside and let this son of a bitch have his way?!" Vilik looked scornfully at Hador and waited for the man to make a move.

[Hador]

(grrr Corey, two posts before I can react by blocking the speed of our fight is not really kind. If you guys wanted to keep on with smootchies instead of action, we could have skipped the fight)

Hador was in full armor and the strike against his leg was deflected without much more harm than a big bruise. Nothing a guardian of Gondor was worried about. He saw some of his men on the dock and grinned, carefully backing off. "Have a good day, little Idrial. We will see us later", he said without taking his eyes off Vilik. The guardians came closer to see what the fight of their captain was about and Hador joined them. He talked to them quietly and they laughed and took their leave.