Chapter 3: Red Days Rising
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Hereweald curses himself silently for being so oblivious to the scout's approach. Once he's long gone he dares whisper to Istril. "My hope is fading Torwin will return in time, we should be ready to strike if we must. But, let us do as you suggest and give Torwin as much time as possible. It could be dawn before he returns."
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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"My Lord Marshal, the King has sent two of my companions and I to seek you for an errand unrelated to the urgent situation before us. It was only as we neared these lands did we hear from the men in your camp about the kidnapping. Rather than waiting we decided to come immediately to aid.
I have come with good news: on our way to find you we found the Dunlendings hidden in a wood and there spied the Lady, tied up but as far as we could see, unharmed. Two of my companions stayed close to keep an eye on their movements and sent me to come and find you. I can guide you to their camp immediately.
May I put forward one request, my Lord, which I believe you will be in agreement about?"
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Éogar looks at Torwin, something about the man seems familiar, but his thoughts are too focused on the situation that he faces in regard to his wife to worry much about it. At the mention of the Lady Esfled, he becomes impassioned. "You have seen the scum and they have my wife? Is she safe?" He looks at Torwin now knowing if he trusts him just yet.
"What reason do I have to believe you? You say you come on anther errand and yet you know the location of my Lady who has been kidnapped? And you have a request?" As he speaks, Éogar seems to be judging whether Torwin bears great news or whether he is entwined in the plot to capture Esfled.
"What reason do I have to believe you? You say you come on anther errand and yet you know the location of my Lady who has been kidnapped? And you have a request?" As he speaks, Éogar seems to be judging whether Torwin bears great news or whether he is entwined in the plot to capture Esfled.
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But if we charge in and kill them before we can question them, we will never know why they did it, or who they are working for (if anyone), and how even the mists seemed to work with them to further this cause.
Not only will you gain important information, but if we can surround their small band with overwhelming force, we can perhaps force them to surrender. If you lead a charge on this band in their wood, who knows what danger Lady Esfled shall face in the midst of a battle. Far safer for her if we set up a show of force so overwhelming they lay down arms."
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Éogar listens to Torwin and as he does a look of recognition comes over his face. "We have met before, have we not? I'm sorry if I was overly suspicious. Come, we will leave immediately and you can lead us to the encampment. I will show no mercy, but if it is possible to gain information from them before we seek our revenge, I will. But if they have harmed her, then I would see them all dead."
He stands and issues a command to his men. Soon a party is formed and prepares to leave.
For Hereweald and Istril the night passes slowly as they await the dawn, wondering if Torwin will succeed and return with the marshal. They take turns keeping watch. None of the Dunlendings are seen near the forest edge. In the early morning hours before the dawn, Herewald begins to hear movement within the wood.
He stands and issues a command to his men. Soon a party is formed and prepares to leave.
For Hereweald and Istril the night passes slowly as they await the dawn, wondering if Torwin will succeed and return with the marshal. They take turns keeping watch. None of the Dunlendings are seen near the forest edge. In the early morning hours before the dawn, Herewald begins to hear movement within the wood.
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Hereweald wakes Istril with a light touch on the shoulder. "Shhh, movement in the woods. Come, something is afoot." He takes up his weapons and creeps forwards to see the camp and find out what is stirring in the woods.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
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Hereweald and Istril move quietly into the forest in the direction of the sound. It seems that the entire Dunlending camp is stirring by the noise of many people talking and moving around. Fortunately they seem intent upon what they are doing. They must have scouted about earlier and seen no sign of anyone in the area and are now less cautious than they should be. Moving closer still, the two companions are eventually able to lay eyes on the Dunlendings. They are obviously packing up and making ready to move. Perhaps this is how they have avoided capture up until now, moving camp every morning. Istril and Hereweald quickly realize that if Torwin does make it back with the aid of the Marshal, it will be sometime after the Dunlendings have moved on.
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"What do we do?" Istril asks in an urgent whisper.
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"We confront them, we must delay them long enough for Torwin to return with aid. You stay here, keep and eye on the camp, and let Torwin know if we move."
He is a reckless sort, brave, and dedicated once he puts his mind to it. So now is that time. He uncorks his wine skin, half full still with wine from the last camp and pours some on his boots and chest, then takes a swig of it. He staggers out into the clearing, his voice rings out,
"...'Twas for her, the Maid of Dunland,
Time flew o'er me wing'd with joy;
'Twas for her, the cheering smile aye
Beam'd with rapture in my eye.
Not the tempest raving round me,
Lightning's flash or thunder's roll;
Not the mountain's rage could wound me,
While her image fill'd my soul.....
He stops half way to the camp in the clearing and looks at the men there as if shocked to see them swaying ever so slightly side to side.
He is a reckless sort, brave, and dedicated once he puts his mind to it. So now is that time. He uncorks his wine skin, half full still with wine from the last camp and pours some on his boots and chest, then takes a swig of it. He staggers out into the clearing, his voice rings out,
"...'Twas for her, the Maid of Dunland,
Time flew o'er me wing'd with joy;
'Twas for her, the cheering smile aye
Beam'd with rapture in my eye.
Not the tempest raving round me,
Lightning's flash or thunder's roll;
Not the mountain's rage could wound me,
While her image fill'd my soul.....
He stops half way to the camp in the clearing and looks at the men there as if shocked to see them swaying ever so slightly side to side.
"He that breaks a thing to find out what it is has left the path of wisdom." - Gandalf
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
J.R.R. Tolkien, Council of Elrond, The Fellowship of the Ring
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Before she can react, Hereweald is up, moving, and singing. Istril sits in her own silence, face in both palms, wondering what will happen next.