Shadowhunter - Chapter 3

<br /> Camcelen Nighthood peered into the uninpenetrable shadows of the trees, trying to distinguish something, anything, from the darkness.&nbsp; To her left sat her companion Osgil, one of the Sentinels that made up her scouting company. He <br /> looked almost bored, twanging his bow and staring at the ground.<br /> <br /> <br /> &quot;How can you be sitting down, as alive as a headless Orc, whilst you know the creatures of the tower will burst from those trees any minute?&quot;<br /> <br /> <br /> Osgil dumbly looked up, then gave Camcelen a sharp smile as he leapt to his feet.<br /> <br /> &quot;The Orcs will not reach us for another twenty minutes or so. I can hear them crossing the nearby stream now, (which is of course a ten minute walk from here) and was so was merely resting before they come.&quot;<br /> <br /> <br /> &quot;Osgil, when fighting the minions of the Dark One you must always be ready. Have you forgotten how deviant and misleading they are?&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Relax, Nighthood, I'm sure of this! Come on, let's have a quick talk!&quot;<br /> <br /> Camcelen let out a sigh. &quot;Very well. Do you have any news from the Elvenking's Halls?&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Why yes, actually,&quot; Osgil began. &quot;Haril spoke to me yesterday about some kind of company being made.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;And what's so special about this 'company'?&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;I couldn't believe this myself, but . . .&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;But . . . ?&quot;<br /> <br /> Osgil let out a small sigh, then spoke in a slow and tense voice. &quot;It is being led by none other than Thranduil's daughter!&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Oh come on, Osgil!&quot; laughed Camcelen. &quot;You shouldn't talk about Legolas that way!&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;No, you don't understand. Do you remember that Thranduil had a younger daughter?&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Well . . . yes, actually, Didn't she die years ago though, just after her mother disappeared?&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;That's what I thought, but, she's back. Apparently she has been training in Lothlorien all these years. Ayhnil, her name is.&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Ayhnil . . .&quot; Camcelen mused. &quot;You know what, I might look into this company she's forming!&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;What? You're not serious are you?&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;Well, yes actually Osgil!&quot;<br /> <br /> &quot;So you want to join a band put together by a girl who's been presumed dead for -&quot;<br /> <br /> <br /> Osgil was interrupted by the sudden burst of a Troll from the forest, and the twanging of several nearby bows into it's hide. The beast roared in pain, and as many Orcs burst from the shadows, Osgil and Camcelen unsheathed their<br /> blades and the battle began.<br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />
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