Thranduil fought through a hoard of Orcs..riding towards Dale. To help defend the city and it's citizens. At least 6 or 8 Orcs jumped at the beast he rode upon...caught in it's Antlers. With his sword...the Elvenking cut of their heads. As all the Orcs fell dead..the beast beneath him collapsed...throwing him down. The King landed on his knees...and a group of Orcs surrounded him. Pulling out his other sword...he began to fight, slash and stab the hideous beasts that were around him.

At least 50 or so Elves, marched towards the city of Dale. To help their King.

Azog growled from his spot "Let these lands, flow with Blood! Slaughter them all!" More horns were sounded.

Thorin was sitting in the throne room...a blank expression on his face. He was hiding away from the fight. Hearing footsteps, he saw Dwalin approaching.