As they left the Elven city behind them, Maralyn felt a twinge of something she had not felt in a long time...although she couldn't quite put her finger on it. She almost felt uneasy. We have many soldiers on our side; what could go wrong? What could go wrong, indeed. Maralyn was trying to reassure herself, although she knew that something could very well go wrong. Orcs, as she had mentioned countless times before, should not be taken lightly.
The She-elf sighed faintly and stared ahead into the forest, which drew nearer with each step of the horses. Whatever lay ahead for them, she was not sure she was looking forward to it.

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Alendariel sighed uneasily as the trees rose above them. She kept her free hand near her blade's hilt. "Lady Maralyn, I think we should hasten." she said. "I am not fond of this forest. Many ill things have befallen me there and I wish to spend no more time there than is necessary."

Lilaine watched the two women. she listened to both of them, and did not say a word. Lilaine was really in awe of this whole ordeal. she was in awe of this forest and what secrets it may hold. Lilaine turned in her sadel to see the army behind her. they looked ferice.

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Maralyn nodded, tightening her grip on the horse's reins. "The sooner we are out of this place, the better for us." The She-elf clicked her tongue to the horse, urging it to quicken its pace.

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Alendariel turned to instruct the troops in their own tongue, and hurried her own mount along. Before long, she was a mile ahead of the others, terror seeping into her. It permeated the air, and suffocated any remaining hope she had had that this would be an uneventful journey. She turned just in time to see a blade rushing towards her. She screamed in pain as it pierced her and the world fell dark.

Lilaine watched Aeldriel fall. she jumped off her own horse and rushed to her. she saw the blade but no rider. she looked around. the whole army had their swords drawn.

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"Steady!" Maralyn shouted to the troops, wheeling her horse around. The beast's nostrils were flaring and its ears were flat against its skull. Orcs! The very thought of them caused anger to flare up inside Maralyn's heart. They were probably hiding in the surrounding brush, like the cowardly scum they were.

Maralyn frantically did her best to soothe the horse, then dismounted and hurried over to Lilaine and the unconscious Alendariel. "Is she all right?" she asked, her brow furrowed in concern.

We're not safe here...

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Alendariel returned to consciousness, her shoulder exploding with pain. A deep gash ran from the top of her shoulder and down her arm two inches. She grimaced as she sat up, Galadelen's eyes rolling in terror. She calmed him and mounted, crying out as the pain threatened to send her tumbling to the ground once more. She clenched her teeth and forced herself up. She took the reins and attempted a smile, without success. Instead, she managed a grimace. "I'm fine. There's no time to stop." she spurred Galadelen forth, her body consumed with the pain that pulsed each time Galadelen jostled her. She halted her mount as orcs swarmed a few hundred meters ahead of her. "Attack!" she screamed, and lifted her sword with her good arm, throwing herself into the battle.

Lilaine watched Alendriel get on her horse. she looked at Maralyn. " i guess so." once she heard Alendriel shout Lilaine got on her horse and drew her sword and sliced an orc in half.

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Victor Hugo

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All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
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A war cry issued forth from Maralyn's lips as she charged into the fray. Her sword became a silver blur in her hands as she fought, slaying orcs left and right. A stray arrow nicked her side, but she did not notice, so intent she was on the enemy.
A large orc lunged at Maralyn with a snarl, but she quickly stepped out of his way, thrusting her sword into his gut as he charged past. She wiped a hand across her grubby forehead. So far, she had killed five orcs, yet their numbers did not lessen, but rather increased. Perhaps they have a camp nearby, the She-elf thought as the battle raged on. She hastily scanned the area in search of her friends. She could see Alendariel nearby, but Lilaine was nowhere to be seen. Of course, it was hard to see anyone among the confusion of the battle.
Maralyn gritted her teeth and pressed on, wondering how long it would take before her strength started to wane.

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Lilaine was attacked by an orc but she quickly threw it off. she faught feriously at the orcs who attacked her. a huge urki came to challenge her. Lilaine smirked at him. "come on.." she said under her breath. he lunged at her but she quickly doged him. she sliced his back before he could turn around. she came at her again. this time he stabed right through her sholder. Lilaine winced in pain but kept going. they faught for about ten mins. that orc wouldn't go down with out a good fight. but Lilaine choped off his head right as she was about to give up.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

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~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

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Alendariel fought to breathe as blood flowed from her wound as a steady stream. She felt her energy fading and her head grew dizzy. She fought to maintain her concentration. Blackness ebbed at the corners of her vision, her arms and legs turning to lead. She managed to stumble away from the battle before she collapsed.

Lilaine looked around for her two friends. she was caught off guard when an orc sliced her arm open. Lilaine fell to her knees and gasped in pain. she then saw the orc get shot at by in arrow straight in the heart. she turned to see who shot it. it was a man about her age that was part of Alendriels army. Lilaine nodded in thanks. and stood up. Lilaine then saw Alendriel collasp. Senqwa ran to her forgetting about her own wounds.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
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All who call on God in

Maralyn winced as the elf to her right slumped to the ground, pierced through the heart. There were many corpses littering the forest floor like dead leaves, but already Maralyn could see that the Elven bodies heavily outnumbered the ones of the orcs. How did it come to this? Maralyn cried out in frustration and threw herself upon the nearest group of orcs, adrenaline pumping through her veins. If the time had indeed come for her to die, then at least she would go out in glory.

At that moment, the sound of a horn rent through the air, and the orcs immediately turned and disappeared into the surrounding brush. Puzzled, Maralyn stood in the clearing with her sword still grasped in her hand, unable to figure out why the orcs had left when they were obviously winning the battle. Shrugging her shoulders, she turned around, her eyes seeking her friends.

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When Lilaine got to Alendriel, she heard the orc horn and hated it screeching sound. she saw all the orcs retreat. she looked for Maralyn. then saw her. "MARALYN!" she called out to her.

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Music expresses that which cannot be said and on which it is impossible to be silent.
Victor Hugo

music is my life, my love, it's apart of my very being, it's what keeps my heart beating
~Raelyn

All our dreams can come true, if we have the courage to pursue them.
Walt Disney

All who call on God in

She ran through a field of green grasses, the sunlight warm and gentle. The vast blue sky stretched as a banner over her. Her hair shone in the light, her eyes carefree and loving. Leaping behind was her little daughter and her husband. She laughed as they caught up to her, tackling her to the ground. Elesana in her arms and Balanthil by her side, the small family returned to their home, smiling and laughing as the walked...

Darkness ruled everything. She was vaguely aware of pain in her left arm and her skull throbbed. She heard voices...they began to fade. Desperately she tried to remain semi-conscious.