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Post by Kili Redtears on Aug 5, 2005 19:03:57 GMT
((You can keep you dragons))
The rest of Kilis force threw their small axes and retreated to The Iron Hills to defend against the attcking host.
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Post by Alcorad on Aug 5, 2005 19:25:17 GMT
The Warrios raised their sheilds as they moved back into the mountains. The forces were dispersed where they needed to be. Ten thousand of Arnor were nursed and fed and soon would be sent back to their home, while twenty thousand of Rhun were nursed and were prepared to be sent back to their homeland. The garbs of the Arnorien warriors were to be changed at an outpost in The Brown Lands into Blue where they would retain their Arnorien identities to preserve the plans of their master.
Arisk planted and Easterling flag in the soil of Erebor and smiled. "Who would like to fight me for it?" He gestured to the hosts of Angmar. They were a considerable help, and their ghastly servants were quite intimidating but the odds were against them with Noredred present. The fight would reduce the armies to scrabble even if they were victorious but they were prepared to fight for the mountain of need be.
(We discussed this on MSN and i couldnt wait any longer. We just need to rap this up 1uickly.)
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