Preperations of Osgiliath

[Master Revan]

Come Together men! Shore up those walls!

The Gondor soldiers knew their time was limited. Sounds from their Neighbors, the Rohan, have quieted, and the other day, a Rohirrim knight arrived dead upon his horse. Since then, the men have begun the defenses of Osgiliath, the entrance to Minas Tirith.

More and more rumors spread that Helms Deep would be lost. Current rumors state that Theodon, previously a very innactive ruler, decrepit for his young age, had suddenly sparked new life, and that his lead consular, Grima Wormtongue, had been run out by a fellowship of fighters. If only they had their captains!

So now, Osgiliath started to become a fort, the houses knocked down for their bricks and mortar, and the docks destroyed. Little did they know, that they'd be dead before the morrow....

[ESB-1138]

A dark figure circled the city from above. It then flew off to the east towards Minas Morgul. Many soldiers saw the shadowy beast and feared it to be a Fell Beast; the steed of the Nazgûl. The soldiers prepared for an attack. One came to the ruin of the central bridge to gather the arrows that have fallen there.

[Sean Flameheart]

"What is this?" Sedruin said to himself, noticing the Dark shape. "Don't fire until you are suure of what it is." he yelled to them. "what if it is an eagle?"

[ESB-1138]

"It's out of range. We couldn't fire at it even if we wanted to." a soldier said sharping his sword.

[Sean Flameheart]

"Someone get a good look at that." Sedruin said tossing a telescope to one of the soldiers. "What is it?"

[Master Revan]

The soldiers around the camp looked to the sky in awe, many already fearing the worst.

Nazgul.... Fellbeasts. Let the Eru help us... Archers! Flaming Arrows!

The men scurried, some getting into higher up places. None had a good shot, as it was too high, but many prepared. Yet, they knew not what was happening on the opposite embankment of Osgiliath, as they had destroyed the bridges, and left to the side closest to Minas Tirith... For all the knew, the Orc were already beginning to cross towards them....

[ESB-1138]

Three orcs roamed Osgiliath (eastern side) roaming and collecting the weapons they found here and there. They spoke in a tongue not familiar to the race of man for it was a foul language heard mostly behind the Black Gates. One ceased and noticed the archers looking up. They whispered to one another and one ran off for a small camp was made at the bottom of the hill leading to the city. Three catapults sat unmaned and a massive troll walked around. About fifty orcs in all were gathered there. The orc came before them and spoke to them all in their foul language then an uruk stood and raised his sword.