<LOTR> The Fate of The North

Strabo smiles at his hit. Seeing there is no return fire and feeling foolish ducking behind the stone, he raises his head up and pulls out another projectile. However, he sees the two strangers prone and surrounded, he delays firing.

Strabo will delay his action unless the two intruders look to resist further.
 

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Lanwi approaches the bowman, kicking his bow out of reach. He puts his spear to the man's throat, and looks to see if he is wearing any other weapons. After he determines this, he checks to see if the man still lives.
 

When Belegon reaches the scene of the combat, he will put down any resisting enemies. If no enemies resist, he will assist in questioning any who still live.
 

Everyone reaches the old campsite soon after the goblin-man falls to his knees (except Strabo who stayed higher up the hill). Neither opponent appears to be in any condition to offer resistance. The bowman does not move at all, even when Lanwi disarms him; while the orcish one is apparently held by some invisible force, though, even if he weren't, he doesn't appear to be in any condition to offer resistance. He has a visible dent in his forehead and Sirandir's arrow pierced his chest through and through.

Lanwi notices that the bowman appears to be dead. He has a gaping wound in his throat and the left side of his chest is caved in from the spear thrust Lanwi gave him.

At this point, the ragged one looks about at the group surrounding and laughs, though his laughter turns into a rattling cough and says, "I knew I smelled you. No matter, you've done in me and that fool, Malik, but the Witch will get you." He stops and cackles again. The cackle turns into a rattling attempt to breathe and he slumps forward, crumpling to the ground.

Ethendil, you did not release your hold so he is apparently dead.

What's next?
 

"I took nary a swing at the enemy." Lorin groans, "They fall as easily as the orcs in Moria." He then goes to search the wagon.
 
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Lanwi looks unsettled for a moment. "I gave him warning. I asked for his surrender. He had to know he had the disadvantage. Could he fear the one he serves so much that he would fight on in the face of overwhelming odds?"

Lanwi kneels beside the man. He checks to see if the man carries anything, and shows anything he finds to the others.
 

Strabo watches from above. Seeing Ethendil on guard, the hobbit looks around from his vantage point for any other signs of danger.
 

Darth Ecks said:
"I took nary a swing at the enemy." Lorin groans, "They fall as easily as the orcs in Moria." He then goes to search the wagon.

In the wagon you find many sacks of flour and kegs of salt meat, ale and wine. You also find several sets of tools such as one may use for excavation work. In a small chest, you find fine cosmetics and oils carefully wrapped in soft fabric.
 

Doug Justice said:
Ethendil releases the spellbinding. He then moves around the perimeter of the wagon looking and listening for any other disturbances.

You see and hear nothing but the activities of your companions and the wickering and stamping of the single horse that draws the wain. He appears to be quite lathered and getting cold.
 

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