Dusk was dim and gloomy. Afterall,
sunlight had to fight hard to get through the grey clouds of Angmar.
The barren land was cold, alien and hostile, full of predators, orcs
and other spawn of the Enemy.
Yet, it was far from being silent. Far
away, in the fortress, drums carried their ominous call far,
spreading orders and will of the Nazgul, filling hearts of Free
Peoples with dread.
Only a small group left the Ranger
outpost that night. Outnumbered and stretched way too far, the Council of the
North could not take care of everything. Fortunately, they weren't
alone.
The leading elf moved swiftly and
seemingly effortlessly. His dark eyes pierced the smoke and darkness,
looking keenly for any dangers. When one was spotted, a quick gesture was enough...
and one of his followers would let an arrow. One arrow, one kill.
The group moved from cover to cover, like shadows. Behind them followed a a
sturdier, broader figure. A hooded, armour-clad man with a heavy
shield. The protector.
They were all heading towards a spider
nest, but not just any spider nest... home of one spider
queens of Angmar, whose spawn made scouting missions around Carn Dum almost
impossible.
In and out, from shadow to shadow, they
made their way to a huge cave's entrance. There they stopped to
reorganise. Hushed voices, whispers, last minute changes and they
were ready. Torches, oil-dipped arrowheads, masks on their heads and
antidotes at their belts. Everything was ready. So were they.
Corridor after corridor, they eliminated
encountered spiders, burned the cocoons and cleansed the filth. Deep
in the heart of the cavern, the enraged spider queen descended to see
only one person. The armour-clad warrior, waiting for her, armed and
ready.
Hatred is a poison and thus the predator
became the hunted. When she charged, the man was ready, yet all he
had to do was to make her come into the trap. Fiery arrows rained on
her from shadows, followed by bottles of oil and more fire. The
battle did not take long and soon only a scorched, headless corpse
remained...
The Wyld Hunt was already regrouping
and on its way to the Ranger's enclave.
(Big thanks to everyone who joined us for Bogbereth's kill! We shall be having a kinship meeting, rather than an event, on Sunday, a way to integrate people and encourage to RP more and more. Keep in touch and Hunt Well! *winks*)
