Lord of the rings

Arodor: *sees the scene and runs over joining shade..*

Black fire: *drags himself up and with one last burst of strength jumps at an Orc and kills it before falling limp, whining pitifully, and then drifting into unconsciousness.*

Llaela: *starts shooting the orcs closing in on shade and the others*

Anweth:I have the gift of healing, give me enough time to heal him?

Aevyrie: *at the sight of her injured, she ups her speed, but her quiver diminishes faster and faster. She pauses to count. 6 arrows to go. Grimacing, she picks her targets more carefully, catching who looks to be the "leader" in the eye*

((Uh.. I was trying to form a bond between shade and black fire.... I was hoping shade could heal him after the battle... Is that ok?))

((Aevyrie can collect her arrows and reuse them like elves usually do. And what mary said^^^^))
Shade: There's no time! *the orcs seem to multiply*

((Sure whatever you want))

Llaela: *kills faster*

Arodor: *cries a loud battle cry and begins killing in bulk.. Each swing of his sword killing 3 or more orcs at a time*

((true true...))

Aevyrie: *spends her last arrow wisely and slings her bow over her shoulder, pulling out two of her knives and leaping from her tree, racing through the orcs, hacking at them as she retrieved her griffin-fletched arrows from the carcasses*

Anweth:*continues to fight but is loosing a lot of blood. Notices the number or orcs and wargs have dwindled*

Arodor: *suddenly yells something and sounds just like an orc*

*some of the orcs angrily begin to retreat*

Shade: *pulls out her bow and picks off those that she can get to, arrows flying like fire*

Anweth:*panting* why didn't you do that before? *she yells*

((Im gonna assume she's talking to Arodor))

((Yes, I didn't see the other message))

Arodor: their leader would have known I was trying to impersonate him... I had to wait till he was gone so I could mimic him.

((I gtg can't get back on till tomorrow))

((Ok ttyt))

Shade: *runs after the orcs, arrows flying, she disappears in the trees and the only sound that can be heard is the sound of the orcs screaming*

Anweth:*the orcs have retreated. She wanders over the field, salvaging weapons from the bodies*

Shade: *returns and looks down, realizing she is covered in blood (most of which is not her own), she sighs out of annoyance*

Anweth:*holds one hand over her bleeding shoulder. Walks over to Aevyrie, carrying a few arrows* here I believe these are yours.

Shade: *kneels beside Black Fire, she pulls a small pouch out of her back and pours a green thick paste onto her hand, she begins applying it to the warg's wound* Anweth, take some of this for your shoulder. *she hands her a fresh, small pouch*

Anweth:*thanks, but I don't need it. *she closes her eyes and mutters something in elvish. She removers her hand and her wound is healed, though she still is covered in blood*

((How should mildrid come in again?))

((Idk))