[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/ckn7dtZ.jpg[/img][/center] [center][h1][color=f6989d] Irime Greenleaf [/color][/h1][/center] Irime found herself fighting two of the orcs at once. She was working them against each other but when the one lifted her over his head she kicked him with her free foot and bashed him in the side of his face. He dropped her and she kicked off of him and slammed bodily into the other orc knocking him to the ground. Getting to her feet she was breathing hard at all of the physical work she was putting in. Both orcs got up slower and she saw Luthien dart over cautiously and stab the second orc in the head. As it wailed he let go of his sword and it stuck in the orcs head. Irime stabbed the other in the heart. She spun around and didn't see anymore orcs in the campsite. Irime could see Kreneas on the other side of the camp and he appeared to be alright. Luthien was bleeding and his left arm was dangling but he was alive. [color=f6989d]"Finrod! Where are you?" [/color]She turned on Luthien. [color=f6989d]"What happened to him?"[/color] Luthien looked down at her feet. She raised her sword to his neck and lifted his face to hers. [color=f6989d] "You'll tell me now." [/color] [color=f6989d]"He went to the treeline to...uh, to pee. I never saw him again."[/color] Irime was furious and she ran to the treeline to see if by any luck at all he were alive. She ran up and down it but this far away from the fire it was much darker. She grabbed onto the trees and looked over the ledge and saw Finrod's body contorted in a way that there was no chance of life.[color=f6989d] "Damn..."[/color] Irime came back to camp and packed up what was left of her tent and grabbed a long coil of rope from her gear and went to get her horse.[color=f6989d] "What are you doing?" [/color]Luthien asked her cautiously. [color=f6989d]"I'm going down there to get his body and bring it up so we can take him home in the morning. I'm not taking you into another battle."[/color] With that she grabbed her horse's reigns and walked towards the treeline. [@Aquanthe]