The Tale begins a Tolkien Fan story Chapter 2

Chapter 2 The Battle fought!

The Lone-lands had been devastated by the onslaught that took place. It was not prepared in any way and the attack had been sudden and brutal. The first wave was a distraction, that targeted the outlying farms and Inn along the Great East Road. This had drawn the militia out of Ost Guruth and left the only viable community in the Lonelands vulnerable. Neither Sarph, nor Lyseris had returned, and fear hung on the air like cobwebs in a cellar. Orcs and Goblins assaulted the old fort in one huge front, which was followed by attacks by Dourhand dwarves and half-orcs. The blood of inhabitants ran like water through the streets. Radagast the Brown fought with all his power and had the forces of nature not been on his side all may have been lost. Tanglin is said to have turned into a bear and cut through the enemy like a sharp wind, cutting down hundreds and creating a mountain of corpses. The blood ran down the hills from Ost Guruth and corrupted the blue waters below and the valley bottom became a small lake of red slime and blood!

On the third day, the survivors awaited daybreak with a dread of the renewed attack about to come. Even Tanglin had resigned himself to the fact that death was now inevitable. As far as the eye could see surrounding the old fort was throngs of the enemy! A whole battalion of Half-Orcs, and a small army of Dourhands controlled the battle and the savage orcs and goblins in their ranks. As the sun rose that day, the last of the Lonelanders gathered around Tanglin, Rasagast, and Eric the Younger. Tanglin stood atop a damaged wall and spoke to the last of the lost few remaining souls. “Today is our last day on this earth. Today is our final farewell. Today we say goodbye to those who have died so bravely here and who have now blazed a trail into the unknown, that we will soon follow. But,...but...TODAY WE STAND! TODAY WE STAND AS ONE! TODAY WE WILL TAKE SO MANY OF THIS RABBLE WITH US INTO DEATH THAT OUR NAMES WILL BE AS ETERNAL AS THIS LAND!!! NOW TO BATTLE AND GLORIOUS DEATH!!”

So many defenders of Ost Guruth died that the bodies had to be stacked like wood. Yet, they fought on, and through sheer determination and stamina, they held the enemy back. Then Micwood screamed from the battlements!! “Something is happening towards the west” As the warriors gathered on the wall they saw the enemy in disarray it looked as if a small group of warriors was attacking the rear and trying to break through to get to the fort! Klordavin slapped Micwood on the back and smiled at his dear friend! Both were covered in blood and gore, but as always their spirits were high! It became clearer what the ruckus was as they got a closer look at who it was and what was happening! Kuzo, Boddoburg and a group of Elves, Dwarves and Hobbits were blasting a swart through the enemy and moving rapidly towards the fort! The screams of dying half-orcs and Dourhands could be heard above the anguished howls of orcs and goblins. It appeared that Boddoburg had a small train of horses with him laden with much-needed supplies. The survivors opened the gates and a vanguard ran out and with all the drive of those about to die, fought with such vigor that a clear path to the gate was opened up and all made it back inside safely. The attackers fell back from the walls and seemed to be reaccessing the situation from the shock of what had just happened.

Tanglin stood and took Kuzo into his arms and gave him a huge Bear hug! “I am happy to see you, my friend!” Kuzo looked up at his huge friend, and it was then that Tanglin saw the solemn look in his bloodshot red eyes. Thoranhad, Pancake, Lekdottir, and Unbeard looked about the fort in disbelief. Lyseris had a terrible wound to his shoulder and was helped to the triage, by Sarph. Folks were relieved they were alive! Kuz stepped away and walked to the horses he had led into the fort without a word. He undid the bundles and with reverence., he took the body of his baby girl, his wife, and son off the backs of the horses. It was not supplies he had. He placed the corpses on the ground. Wulfgharm and Xalathor and Prip stood in reverence, heads cast downward. Then Boddoburg, began to cry as his family was laid out next to Kuz's. “We must place these souls into the earth from which we had for so long made our living. Then we will fight, then we will KILL THEM ALL!!”