"How far is it until we reach the dwarves?" Dakara asked.

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"Would you care to ride with me, then?" Elandiel asked of Tulmind.

Dakara raised an eyebrow at the elf with sideways kock of his head.

"Naturally."

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(thanks)

Dakara continued on, his mind racing with many questions and thoughts of their adventure to come.

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Dakara hurried to see what the comotion was about. Partly in shock he raed to wehre Tulmind was. He jumped to dodge an arrrow, rolling ont he ground and comming up with two orc swords.
As he came back to his feet the swords left his hands, plunging deep in the chest of two orcs as Dakara went into a sideways spin that brought him kneeling on the ground with one knee and his sword out infront of him.

he stood infront of Tulmind, blocking from any further attacks, hoping the others were close behind him.

Elandiel, who had learned to heal from her mother before she had died, rushed to Tulmind. Supporting his weight, she hurried out of the crossfire and away from the battle. "Lie still." she instructed as she examined the wounds.

Dakara ducked and rolled behind a tree, sparsly avoiding a volly of arrows.
As the last three swordsman came to meet him in battle the first made the fatle mistake of a rash and hard swing. The swing sailed over Dakara's ducking head and the blade was lodged deep in the tree trunk.

Dakara spun down adn between the orc and the tree, slicing the thing in half on his way. Curling back around the tree he came face to face with another orc who caught him off guard, slaming his face in witht he hilt of his sword.

Dakara fell to the gruond and imediately was forced into a roll to prevent from being run through by the orc. Dakara rolled tot eh side again, this time his sword trailing bhind to catch the legs of the orc.

Jumping up Dakara vagualy missed death by another blade that came swinging his way. After the dodge he struck hard pushing the orc to the ground.

The other orc, though legless grasped Dakara's leg with a sturdy hand and stabbed madly with a dager.

The wound went deep but not as deep as the point that soon pierced the orc's neck. The dager was then thrown into the heart of the last remaining orc.

Dakara couldn't get at the archers very well... he continued to take refuge behidn teh tree.

Elandiel watched in horror as Dakara too was wounded. She cursed and stood, rushing over. "Go and lie by Tulmind. Make sure he doesn't move and don't you move either, mind." she said, throwing herself into the battle.

"All that's left are archers... I can handle myself." Dkara assured her as he pciked up a sword, ducked behind the tree to avoid an arrow, and threw the sword as a spear intot one of the archers.

Elandiel held him back. "Don't push yourself any farther." she said. Decapitating three with two blows, she whirled to kill the last three.

Dakara looked down at his leg. It'l be fine as long as it doesn't get infected." he told himself mostly.

"No it won't." she told him as she sliced both arms off of an orc. "If any dirt gets deeper into the wound, you'll be finished."

Dakara raised an eyebrow. "Well... then I'll just have to be sure nothing like that happens." he said with a slight grin as he threw another sword into an orc archer.