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just for the people who actualy visit here I'm putting up a draft of a story i'm working on. sorry ive neglected the site for so long

As the free alliance left the (telerin avari’s) forest realm in the east the plains dwindled into a scorched desert. There dominating the skyline was a huge mountain of obsidian. Smoke issued from it filling the sky until it reached near the forest. In the background there was the red mountains as white lightning streaked down the mountains appeared blood red. they waited until dark to cross the desert. Upon the 5^th day they reached near the walls bones of tortured prisoners already lay on the ground around them. The moon rose and a ghastly sight lay before them. prisoners hung from the walls by chains bound around the spiked parapet, some of them were only torso's, a moat of fresh human blood surrounded the walls. Tortured screams came from inside. An army of smaller goblins armored in light plate armor and armed with raider swords came from the gate where the noldorin infantry stood in front of so as to bear the brunt of the attack. they charged with a fierceness that surprised those who hadn't fought them before. the lorien and mirkwood elves filled them with arrows. while the goblins were being slain an army of heavily armored orcs, came out wielding crescent bladed spears, orc scimitars. they made a spearwall, while large black skinned lightly armed uruks came out behind them wielding huge long swords, single edged, curving slightly back at the end, with serrated edges so large that a single cut would cleave a foe in half. Elenalkarion stood back in the 5th row of the infantry watching as these uruks gathered and the goblins had been decimated. Elenalkarion forced his way to the front line and ordered swords to be drawn. he pulled out ringil and a heavy black red runed serrated scimitar. an uruk champion wielding two swords singled him out. the champion scissor slashed at him, he blocked, spun around and blocked a downward slash at the back of his head, vaulted off a second uruk, flipped over the champion, and kicked him forward in the back. the champion stood right in the way of the second uruks slash, which had been aimed for Elenalkarion.the champion was sliced in half, and the uruks sword was lodged in the champions body. Elenalkarion sheathed his swords, and picked up the champions swords and slung them aside. he was going to have fun killing this one, elven king vs. orc champion, fist to fist. he threw three quick upper cuts into the uruks gut faster than a human eye could follow. the uruk grabbed his shoulders and slamed his head into Elenalkarion. Elenalkarion was thrown back dazed, the uruk’s fist slamed into elenalkarion’s jaw. he spat out blood and pushed his jaw back into place with out a hint of pain. Elenalkarion slamed his knee into the uruks groin, struck it in the stomach and he hit it in the back of the head, he picked it up by the forehead and hip and slamed it into his knee breaking its back, killing it. he fell back behind his ranks. the sun rose and the uruks retreated in to the city many of them fell retreating and the orc spear wall ceased to exist under a volley of arrows from the extremely accurate lorien, mirkwood and noldorin archers. Elenalkarion finally caught a glimpse of the uruk leader. in his right hand was a huge broad single bladed uruk-hai cleaver. he was armored in black mail covered over top with uruk-hai plate armor. in his left hand was a grey banner with a black crown with three spikes and three gleaming jewels. he was the third dark lord. he and Elenalkarion locked gazes an they both understood that this battle would eventually end only by one of them falling. Elenalkarion knew the orc had great power. he had spied on him when he rose in power. his father was a boldog, a maia who took orc form, and his mother was a dark numenorian. his father killed his mother after she birthed his heir and even still an imp then he slew his father. by now he had grown to his full strength and power. Elenalkarion stood almost no chance against him but like his forefather fingolfin he was going to die valiantly.

during the day siege engines were brought in by the gondorian infantry who had been ordered to leave a day after the main force. trebuchets, elven ballista, rams. that night orc archers mount upon the wall.

loikdurub:kalus!ghaash piil!

a hail of flaming arrows left the heavy orc bows made of horn and steel, they lit up the night sky setting red against black night. the noldorin infantry held up their shields and the arrows hit their steel shields and bounced off. Siege engines were brought out by the gondorian infantry who had left a day after the main portion of the alliance. the alliance brought out wooden siege towers plated with steel under the cover fire of the archers of mirkwood and lothlorien. torches were brought out and metal containers of black fire were lit and launched out of trebuchets. they hit the walls and buildings spraying out liquid fire all over defenders. The orcs tried to douse the fires with water but the flames rose in to towering pillars. The orcs retreated to the second level. Once the battery was over the siege towers rolled forward filled with dwarven veterans clad in heavy scale mail and wielding great axes or warhammers with broad swords at their sides. they destroyed those buildings that weren’t burning, killed any orcs alive and opened the gates. By the next morning the first level was completely level. the archers from mirkwood, lothlorien, imladris, and tol undómë mounted upon the wall and fired a volley of arrows upwards the orcs inside the upper level. Most of the arrows stuck in the wooden hide covered shields of the ordinary orcs. In the upper levels of the city the chieftains of their clans were gathered in council

this is as far as ive gotten