"Retreat" Faramir yelled to the soldiers who are still standing at their feet. "Retreat to Minas Tirith" Faramir mounted on his horse along with the riders who survived. He made it towards to the Pelennor Fields. Faramir filled with tears, he has lost the city to Mordor unlike his brother defended and smashed all in his way. "Boromir, I shall return to the ruined Osgiliath in order to live your memories, I swear"

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Will be going to London on March of the 30th

Aww! LOL. I'm back now anyway.

"NOW!" Shamíra yelled to the orcs atop the wall. "FIRE!" A hail of arrows fell upon the orcs, and bodies fell. The scent of blood met her nose seconds later. She smiled evilly, then turned back to the orcs who stared in confusion at her expression. "Reload!" she bellowed. "Are you such idiots that you need me to tell you what to do each and every step of the way? RELOAD!" She took two orcs from below aside. "Find the traitor Xoroku, the one who was fraternizing with the captain of the human scum and arrest her. Bring her to me. She is wanted by the Lord Sauron who will deal with her accordingly. Persuade some Uruks to accompany you. Now go. Before she jeopordizes our plans." She turned to seven more orcs. "I want you to bring me the human captive alive and unhurt. If you fail me, be sure, that shall be the last time you do." she barked. "Now move!" Shamíra whirled around in search of Amarthiel.

Senqwa shot arrows fast. she was one of the best archers that this army had. she shot but she couldn't bare to see who she was killing. she made sure to look evil. she knew that Shamira was watching her.

Shamíra was indeed watching Senqwa. Every moment that she was not instructing the maggot-brained orcs she was glancing at Senqwa to ensure she did not have a relapse of kindness.

Urglaz held up the Captain of a troop of slain Gondorian soldiers with his hand that was covered in a golden Easterling gauntlet. He slowly choked the life out of him.

((evilness.....heehee fun))

(LOL isn't it?)

Shamíra heard the wheezing breath of the captain and laughed aloud. "Fools. They believe that they even have the slightest chance of overpowering us?"

Urglaz let the Gondorian drop and said "Pity....he was a fine warrior, I believe...." He then yelled "Men, check the area for survivors and bring them to me.

Senqwa trembled in the sight of urglaz. he was strong and powerful. but somehow she was attracted to him. she passed the thought off. she shot another man she saw hiding behind a piller.

Urglaz said to himself aloud, albeit a bit quietly "Unless the straw headed horsemen come we have nothing to fear, I have swept armies a hundred times the Gondorians size out of the field...."

Senqwa winced at she saw Urglaz kill a soldier. she looked away but made sure Shamira didnt see her wince. Senqwa regained herself after a few secs then walked over to Shamira. " i believe there are no more survivors captian." Senqwa said respectfully hoping not to get in trouble. she knew that if senqwa was to try and do something again or even if Shamira thought she was. she would have her floged until you could see bone.

"Wrong," Morwenna said and shot a soldier who had twitched.

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~art credit~

(Ack! Sorry, I fell behind...)

Amarthiel grinned at the destruction that surrounded her. Her lavender eyes glittering with hatred, her twisted heart rejoicing in the shedding of blood. Spotting a straggler, she shot him in the leg and smiled as he fell. The solider attempted to crawl away from her, as she walked toward him with her long dagger drawn, her stride was long, her black locks billowing around her as she strode forth. The man turned to face her as he backed away, his eyes shining with fear. "Please..." he begged.
A cruel smile twisted her lips. "Tell me mortal. Does thou fear death?" Without waiting for an answer she plunged her dagger within his heart, her eyes shinning with glee as he breathed his last and fell into death's clutches, his blood seeping into the earth. Grinning wickedly, she shook her blade, sending droplets of crimson raining upon the ground before swiftly sheathing her weapon and rejoining the others.

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AWESOME set by the AMAZING Lembas!!!

Shamíra nodded curtly in response to Senqwa's report. "Very good. If you see any movement coming from any of the bodies, shoot it. I also want some scouts sent ahead to watch out for any messengers that might report the situation to someone in Minas Tirith. While we are regrouping, we hardly need another attack. At any rate, find me Amarthiel. We have a lot of work to do to have these slugs ready for battle."