Helms Deep Reenactment

[Wingfoot]

I think it would be cool to reenact the Battle of Helms Deep. We would do the movie version of course, to include the elves. So if there's enough interest in this...uhh...we'll do it!

[Wingfoot]

Ok I shall do it myself then? It won't be the boring Helms Deep battle you've done many times. This is from a different perspective. I may add in a little things that didn't happen in the book to make it better. My character is Eorling, Eoden's father.

Eorling dressed in chainmal from atop the keep. He fought for one cause, keep his wife alive so the baby would be born. If his wife died, he failed. He finished up at the armory and took his position. He and two other rangers were asigned the East mountains, right next to the causeway. He would try to snipe down the uruks taking the causeway.

He got to his position and waited. He heard the drums from the uruks but they still wouldn't arrive for a while longer. He stocked his supply of arrows and tightened his bow. The massive army was now in sight and could be seen marching across the fields.

The other two men took shots at the army to test range. The army, being a few hundred yards away, were not in range. But that was them. Eorling took out an arrow and flung it across the field, landing precisely under the helmet of an uruk captain standing atop a rock.

Eorling smiled and grabbed for another arrow. Waiting. The army crept closer and now stopped before the deeping wall. Archers were lined across the whole wall, scared. In the hornburg and before the Keep stood infantry, also scared. The whole army was oblivious of what was to come.

Quickly now the Isengard army charged. A frenzy of arrows flew through the sky plummeting into the ranks. Eorling fired an array of arrows at the back ranks, hoping to go unseen. Large uruks now charged the causeway, holding catapults and battering rams. A thick layer of shileds lay on top of them to protect arrows.

Eorling remember an elf say "Aim for under the neck and at the arm". Eorling did just this, felling many orcs passing by. They saw him this time, he was in trouble. He looked to the two other men by his side. "They've seen us!" He cried. "Quick, back inside!" He looked down and saw two arrows piercing each man in the chest. Eorling's stomach battered against his sides and he widened his mouth.

He anxiously ran back through the paths and into the hornburg. Had he lost them?