7808hd+Difficult+Choice

It was a difficult choice to make. I had to leave. Spirith could not suffer another siege. It was me the orcs were after. I had a horse, a sword, and other useful tools. I mounted Brego and rode down the empty streets. Bodies of soldiers both orc and Spithian lay and burning homes abounded. My presence caused this destruction. Well, the Dark Lord might send his forces here any way. The gate was battered down. Many friends were lay slain. Women, children, and other people gathered around hoping their loved ones did not meet the end of a sword. The rest of the warriors were chasing off our enemies. I took a longing glance at a place I had called home. I knew this was my fate. I was Erathain the last of the Dragon Barrors.

I knew my path. I had to go through the north and reach the city of Caralnus. I rode for days on end. After a mouth I reached the Falnor prairie. As Brego trotted into an open clearing, arrows flew out of nowhere. A group of orcs charged grabbing my bow. I shot a band of archers. I used magic to strike two of the orc warriors. The cheifton swung his hammer. I blocked with my sword. Then I slew him and the others were easily killed. A horn blew. More came and they brought a mountain troll. I slew six orcs. But a troll grabbed me. I slashed his arm,but to no avail. I cried out some words in elvish. A dragon flew in. Fire scorched the orcs. The beast then killed the troll. Now it was looking at me.

He was my friend. He picked up Brego and I and we flew over the mountains. We saw orcs preparing for war. We had to land soon. My dragon friend had urgent matters to attend to. As I rode I saw many animals. I had to fight more monsters too. On my third week after I meet the dragon, I had reached the city. It was full of friendly faces. I was safe for now.


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