Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26453572-20160104235339/@comment-26044791-20160111230316

Beauhunt III wrote: While the battle is fought on, Turatamo has ran with Deximus for quite aways. Soon, there is now sound of the battle (due to distance). The wind begins to pick up and the snowflakes float.

The battle hasn't started yet.

While the fellowship repares they hear a blood-curdling scream and an uruk runs from the bushes, a dozen spikes stuck in his flesh...

"HELP ME!!! FOR THE LOVE OF SMAUG. HELP ME!!!" He roars in agony, lying at your feet, what do you do?