Lythbrand Rides to battle..

Lyth set out on his journey after bidding his beloved caithrin farewell....he had that ill feeling in his heart this battlefield would be where he fell....he had fought many wars and it would only seem that now would be the change of events and the course of the war....where his sacriface would be most needed...he was ready for battle... he was not afraid of what was to come... He travelled for 2 weeks, marching his way to gondor....through many plains and hills he traveled......he finally arrived to the white city....he was greated not by any man upon his arrival...he was greated by Imrahil the prince of Dol Amroth, who was acting as general to the armies of gondor. "There is much to be done here my old friend" he said.."The enemy moves swiftly and there numbers shake the ground as they march...i fear the white city is doomed" Lyth retorts "Get yourself together ya fool! You speak to a proud warrior who is willing to give his last...fighting evil filth until they are all gone...or until he falls! i expect the same from you." Imrahil was shocked and apalled by lyths response "Oh...I see you have done alot of thinking and your ready to battle...well i should give you the news then now so your not suprised later... Lythbrand you are hereby appointed war general and Master Strategist of Minas tirith" Lythbrands eyes widen "Wait what? Imrahil are you sure that is wise? great numbers will be lost... do you trust me with sending your men to there deaths?" Imrahil replies "No friend ...i trust you to spare as many as you can many women will be without husbands tonight....the least we can do is spare some of them" Lythbrand nods and speaks no more before walking off. He pondered for hours and developed his battle strategy...he decided it would be best to hold the wall as best they could....the great gate wouldnt fall easy... and archers would do alot of killing before any men had to charge there ranks. the battle horns sounded...."MEN OF GONDOR! I AM LYTHBRAND! OF THE VALES OF ANDUIN! I AM NO MAN OF GONDOR! BUT I HAVE SEEN ITS BEAUTY! AND I SHARE YOUR LOVE FOR IT! TONIGHT WE FACE A ENEMY OF GREAT POWER! I WILL NOT LIE TO YOU. MANY WILL DIE! IF NOT US ALL! BUT WILL YOU FLEE? OR WILL YOU DEFY THE ENEMY AND MAKE THEM FIGHT FOR WHAT IS RIGHTFULLY OURS? THE WOMAN AND CHILDREN DEPEND UPON YOU! WILL YOU RIDE WITH ME TO BATTLE? WILL YOU LET ME BE YOUR GENERAL? MOST IMPORTANTLY WILL YOU SERVE THE WHITE CITY?!?" lythbrand Shouts to the soldiers.. "HOORAH!" replied the men "MAN THE WALLS ARCHERS AT EACH TOWER AND ON TOP OF THE GATE!" Soon after the Battle had begun....Hours passed...Lythbrand slew many foes...many men lay around him dead....he runs atop the gate and pulls out his bow and begins shooting the orcs sieging the gate he shot down about 25 orcs on the gate...the a horn sounded.....he peers into the distance and he sees a great ram....not any ram.....the great ram grond... he then knew the gate would fall...a siege ram that was near indestructible....was coming for the gate.. "MEN! BEHIND THE GATE! PREPARE TO FACE YOUR FEAR!" as lyth turned around to join the men he was shot and struck in the back of his shoulder with an arrow... it fully penetrated his body in one side and the tif of the arrow piecing through his front shoulder...he snaps the arrow and pulls it out. and calls for a medic as he stumbles down the stairs...as a medic shows up...he fades...and goes unconcious.. During this time....a women of Minas tirith ran down 3 floors of the city...to come to lythbrand and the medic and offered them shelter in her home..Her name was Fiona...She helped aid lythbrand while he was wounded...the war raged on..."He has been poisoned" he remembered hearing in his unconciousness...A few hours later after herbs were brought...he was awoken "What has happened to me? " lyth asked "You were poisoned sire...and im afraid the damage it imposed on you is permanent" fiona replies "am i to fall then? am i to die?" lythbrand replies "no not today Sire...but im afraid you will not be able to function properly...you will begin to loose strength in your right arm. and you will no longer be able to wield a sword " fiona replied "then i am useless...and must return home in shame..." he said and walked out of the home and he saw the battle had ended...and the forces of evil were driven back. he approachs Imrahil "Ah...good to see you old friend" lyth says "MY GOD BOY! your alive!" Imrahil says with joy. "Aye..but bad news..." Lythbrand explaisn his situation and what he was told. "Ah it is no shame to be wounded...not every warrior must die in battle...those who were brave and fought and were woundedm receive the same honour of those who are dead. you simply were more fortunate then the others. you served minas tirith well, i hereby release you from servide to return home...and bestow upon you the title of Knight of minas tirith. you will always be welcome here." Lythbrand smiles "thank you imrahil. your too kind. i must travel now. i bid thee farewell...until we meet again" Lythbrand travels home...and it took him a month and a half to arrive...alot of rest stops along the way...he knocks upon the door....and Caithrin answers.....A man she presumed dead now stands before her....with a dreadful look in his eye....he will never be the same from here on out...