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Azog Finaly meght up with the legion of Orcs that where on there way to Isengard. There captan steped forword and looked Azog over. "What is it?" Asked the captan. Azog looked at him and grind his black tooth grin. "Continue on your path to Isengard. But keep a sharp eye out for sevrel pinkiys. One of them being a glass face, which meens you must use grate coution to stay out of sight and up wind." The Orc nodded and looked at his troops. "We'll go thrue Fangorn then." Azog shook his head. "Stay out of the woods theres some thing about them I dont like." The captan nodded his head. "If what you hunt runs in to the fores do not give chace. Just burn it to the ground and be ready for any thing." The captan nodded once more. Yelling a comand in black speech the army moves, continuing on there way to Isenguard. Azog nuges his heals in to his horse and heads home to Mordor to report.

Gordo patted his chin, mulling over the troubling sentiments of the last few moments. He had come down the mountain for answers and these were the first he'd recieved, puzzling though the were. He decided that the man and the elf probably had no part in the sacking of Moria's gate and he lowered his guard that had been so stubbornly rigid since his brigade were ambushed at the base of the mountain. And so, his natural lustre of leadership finally began to show itself again. "We ain't too far from the Golden Hall, you know, and with our stack of allies tumbling down all 'round us I'm for wantin' to know where the old horse king stands in all of this mess."

Aldonar went unoticed for a bit."My name is Char." he said" Yes i will go with you."

" We should go secretly. let us stick to the area just inside the border of Fangorn."he said "We must not be followed."he added to Erothiel.

((Just letting people know Im still here just have some writters block for the moment.))

Suddenly remembering Gordo she said genuinely apologetic, "My apologies Gordo. It was rude for me to speak in Elvish in front of you. We were just discussing the best way to avoid orcs and believe it would be better to move in under the trees. What do you think?"

Gordo nodded, "Seems a good route to me." He twisted his neck in almost every direction, keeping a watchful eye out for any signs of the enemy. "It's been a few hunnerd years sinse I last walked these parts. Are you for knowin' how much time lies between us and the Golden Hall?"

Isil wiped the fresh blood off her sword and resheathed it. She kicked the dead orc body off to the side and pulled her hood back over her head. "He was probably a scout." She smirked and mounted her black horse who she called Nhazil. She continued along the path towards Rohan. She was a ranger, but prefered to be called a loner. She didn't get payed much if at all at points, but the freedom was an advantage.

((new character...))