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Chapter Thirteen: The Morannon

The captains of the host of the west, among them the leaders of the grand host of light, marched up to the massive iron wrought gates with a large body of cavalry. Heralds called for the lord of Mordor to come forth but they received no reply. The captains were about to turn away when drums were sounded and the black gate was flung wide. Out came a masked rider, clothed all in black to converse with the lords. The black emissary then revealed items belonging to Frodo and Sam - the Halfling Ring-bearers. The messenger proceeded to make impossible demands to the lords of the host which were flatly refused by Gandalf. “These we will take in memory of our friend” he said and took the hobbits belongings. The black rider was mixed with rage and fear but his fear of the Men of the west was greater and he quickly retreated from whence he came. A horn sounded in the distance as Easterlings swiftly marched out of the gate. Orcs poured from the cliffs to the sides of the gate quickly surrounding the host.

“Brace yourselves” shouted Tuor who was standing with the remnants of the host of light on the right hill. “For star of the North” bellowed Woodpecker. “For the White City” cried Gravis. “For the Eldar” yelled Daeterion. “For Dol Amroth” barked Tuor. “For Middle Earth” roared Captain Althamus.

And with that the host charged into battle. Their might was magical to behold as countless Orcs fell to blade and arrow. But the horde of Mordor could not be stopped. For every Orc that fell there was another to take its place and the valiant men’s bodies would not let them fight forever. Though each man had taken more Orcs down than ever before the host’s numbers gradually dwindled and the host of light had to with draw back to the hill. There the leaders met and as they surveyed all about them they realised that they could not win. “It was an honour to know you my friends.” said Tuor. “May we meet in the halls of Mandos, or whatever our destiny is after that.” And with that the leaders turned to face the oncoming Orcs, ready to die.