Is was a warm autumn day in the Lone Lands, Aghithor had been away from towns and people for a long time. He was hunting Orc's in the Lone Lands after he was hired to kill there chief. But in truth he was there because he didn't feel like he belonged in the world of civilized folk, He had a rough childhood, Being whipped until he couldn't stand be his Father. So he withdrew from the civilized world.
He was tracking a band of white hand Orcs, When he stumbled upon there encampment. He readied his great sword, He had been trained to fight from the Gondorian Army, His skill and martial prowess would be tested against Four Orc's. He sneaked around the side of one of the tents, He stumbled upon a Orc asleep or what Aghithor thought was asleep. He drove his greats word through the Orc's chest, Trying to be quiet, But wasn't quiet enough. The other three orc's had heard the scream and moved to circle Aghithor, He pulls his great sword from the orc and ready's himself for battle.
Aghithor watches the three orc's try to surround him, The tent behind him, Orc's in front of him. The orc to his left gets bold and comes in for a thrust, Aghithor was quick enough to step to the left and cut the orc down as the orc missed the thrust. Now it was only two orc's. They both charged at Aghithor, Who backs up to try to gain space to fight, A orc lands a slash across Aghithor's chest, The blade barely piercing his armor as he the thrusts his sword in to the orc. The final orc kept rushing at Aghithor, But he was finally able to slay the creature. He takes a moment to catch his breath, He then looks over the fallen Orc's for any clue about what they were doing in the Lone Lands. But finds Nothing.
After a brief rest and tending to his wound. Aghithor decides its time to return to Bree and the Prancing Pony. He saddles his horse and begins to ride off towards Bree. He rides slowly across the countryside, Keeping watch for Bandits or other foul things that may want to attack him on the road. After a full day's ride. He makes camp and settles in for a night's rest, Thought it would be a nightmare filled sleep. He awoke the next day and continued riding slowly towards Bree. Some time passed and it was nearly dark when at last he could see the South gate of Bree.
