Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-26210095-20151111125728/@comment-26444332-20151111142903

Faenor calls for the Dwarves to fall back to the main host, for he remembers the mistake of Gwindor and the Elves of Nargothrond in the Nirnaeth Arnoediad. The main force continues to press forwards, the Eldar and the Edain leading.

Far ahead they can see the Dwarves of the Ered Nimrais in their glory. Faenor raises his sword, then slashes it down, as ten thousand arrows fly over the heads of Glosur's Dwarves to plow into the enemy, decimating them.

Faenor and Glosur's son Glorin meet on the field of battle. Faenor gives a curt nod, and then they are swept apart from the front lines to founder in a sea of foes.

"Together?" Glorin asked, spinning his axe and sword dramatically.

"Together." Faenor says, then rolls forwards. He comes up, Aeglos drawn, to start slaying Orcs left and right. Glorin too is "a boss" as the Elf and Dwarf fight alongside one another.

The back of Glorin's axe sends an Orc flying backwards, to end its life on the reversed point of Aeglos. Faenor stabs an Orc, throwing it to the side where it is dispatched by a flying sweep from the axe. The two heroes, Naugrim and Sinda, fight on as the Twilight Alliance's line falters, wavers, and recovers to push forwards once more. Ahead the Dwarves slowly make a path back to the Alliance's lines to rest their tired muscles and recuperate their losses before pushing forwards once more. As the Dwarves pass through the lines to the fifth rank they are met with cheers.

Faenor whispers the Fall of Gil-galad as he fights, remembering and avenging his friend.

(Again, the battle shall continue)