Payement of death

So basically, did we have to do? Three men, two elves and a big Olog-hai. We were with 5, should we fight it? Anyway, the troll from his side already started to fight us instead. So we, from our side, started to string our bows and fired arrows. "Back, don't approach him!" One of the elves shouted. "We can't go back! Orcs are coming! If we don't hurry we'll be flanked!" Clamored Andraghil. The second elf drawed his sword and marched forward towards the troll. "Min..." "Hurry!" Andraghil interupted the words of the elf. The troll raised his mace and in quickening speed it fell down as a hamer on an anvil. 

The poor elf caught the blow on his small buckler, which splintered in a thousend pieces. The other Galadrim lookout led the trio past the troll and they fled over bridges and more stairs, many steps into the sick woods. Only one other blow of the troll was heard, but the elf who resisted him was never seen again.

But that was not all of it. Soon they were chased by wargs and warg-riders. They were less though to deal with, for we had many arrows. Were it not that wargs could smell so well, we'd have hidden ourselves in the brightness of the woods. Were it not that orcs could throw javelins, we'd have climbed in trees. But were possible and neither of them were a solution. It was the wall of fire, made by our arrows, setting the dry and dead trees aflame, that saved us. So we made it to the anduin, and we crosses it with the small same boat my rescuers came with. I sat on the sit of the missing elf.

On the other shore of the great river, other elves of the Galadhrim awaited desperately the arrival of the rescuing company they sent out. "Allyss, Andraghil! Once we are in Caras Galadhon, you have to tell me many things, for I do not understand anymore what is going on!" Is this real? Or is this a nightmare? And why did they risk their lives?! Chance on succeeding was so unlikely. The elves have payed a soul of their own to save another... I don't even deserve this, for it is my own foolishness that brought me here. "First your arm, Theogorn..." I succumbed.