Ydal
Out of the mists a rider on a white horse appeared. Her hair glowed golden in the weak sunlight that was pierced the thin white veil as if it was desperate to illuminate only her fairness. The Orcs grinned at each other, even though the sun had made their legs wobble. Only one lone helpless human female. Fresh meat!
The lone Orc hauled himself painfully underneath a small rocky out crop away from the rising sun. It seemed in possible that a band of Orcs should be defeated by a lone human female. How had that been?
A Rhohirrim healer, the devastatingly beautiful Ydal has travelled far and wide on her horse helping those in need. You underestimate her at your peril.
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