Ill Met at Carrock

[glints_on_snow]

Diamond knew that her quest to seek out the counsel of the famous skin-changer Beorn had added several unnecessary days to her journey. The more direct route, the more prudent route as her impatient companions had been want to remind her more than once, would have been to make directly for the Old Forest Road that traversed Mirkwood. Diamond was

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[iolaus_lj]

Out of the shadow the the Rock ran some of the ugliest creatures Iolaus had ever set eyes on (and that was saying alot, since he'd seen some pretty rough looking fellas). They ran like men and waved nasty looking weapons like men, but these certainly were not men. Their war cries were gutteral and very animalistic but they weren't animals, either.

Iolaus decided just to think of them as butt ugly for now. He'd ask questions later as the first two reached him. With an almost joyous cry, Iolaus met them with the shiny new longsword that had been conjured for him. Being a smaller man and much more agile, it was almost child's play to duck under the swing of the first mace and to come up underneath, slicing right to left with his blade across the creature's throat. As Ugly #1 (for want of anything better to call them) dropped to its knees, Iolaus pivoted and caught Ugly #2 in the follow through swing, neatly gutting him.

As two more ran to take their place, Iolaus took a fleeting moment to check on the progress of Loki, who was entertaining a few of his own.

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[trickster_loki]

Loki looked rather...unholy, or at least, he had an expression of unholy glee on his face and fire in his eyes. He was fighting, slashing at any orc who ventured near him with his knives (yes, he pulled another out), pulling any and every trick he knew to bring the orcs down. He wasn't a god of fighting or war, necessarily, but he did enjoy the occasional spot of mayhem and violence after all.

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[iolaus_lj]

Whoa! He looks rather...unholy, thought Iolaus. Kinda like Ares when he's really really pissed. Yup. Loki could take care of himself just fine.

Iolaus turned back to his new playmates and, dropping to his knees, caught the next butt ugly charging toward him on the point of the sword. Unfortunately, when it fell, it took the sword with him. Not too much of a concern, tho, since Iolaus had spent quite some time training with a great warrior of the East and had learned that a smaller man can use the size and weight of a larger oponent against them. Bouncing back up, he leaped and pivoted, kicking out with a foot and snapping it against the kneecap of the next butt ugly, shattering it. He gave it another kick in the chin on its way down to the ground. He met the next two in a similar manner, bobbing and waving under the ineffective swings of their weapons, joyously delivering devastatingly sharp punches and kicks in a flurry of motion. When they fell into a pile atop their mates, Iolaus waited for the next batch -- and found he'd quite run out of playmates.