Azge watched from a tree as the party approached the Orc ambush.  Truly, the commander was an idiot.  He positioned himself on the north side of the rode, and a wind was coming from that direction.  The ranger would certainly be familiar of Orc stink.  I only they actually washed up everyone in a while, it wouldn't be so recognizable.  Oh well, at least they would be almost at the ambush point by the time there stink gave them away, still, he should probably make sure Shiva was safe.  And therefore not here.  As the hobbit approached the group Azge dropped from the tree, landing beside Shiva.<br/>"I'll need you to come with me.  Now.  And consider it an order."  Azge said, his eyes fixed on the approaching Hobbit.  A faint glow seemed to be coming from it's sword sheath, which means the ambush would have been broken even without the wind.<br/>He could already hear the Orc commander coming up behind him, and turned to face the brute.<br/>"Who are you and what you doing here?"  The Orc said, hefting his oversized club onto his shoulder.  He actually decided to talk first, maybe he wasn't entirely stupid.<br/>"I am Azge the Shadowpoint, your superior.  And I have need of this warrior, so if you'll step aside I'll be on my way with her."<br/>The commander looked at the tiny Orc, confusion on his face.<br/>"You?  You are Azge?  This must be a joke, how could a runt like you be my superior?"<br/>"Are you challenging my authority?"  Azge said, crossing his arms. He selected one of his knives with the covered hand.<br/>"Why yes, I am, now get away fro..." The commander started before a knife appeared in his forehead.<br/>"Challenge accepted."  Azge said, walking over and pulling the knife out before the commander toppled over.  He then glanced back at Shiva.<br/>"Come now, we'll need to move quickly if my plans are to be kept.  And the rest of you," Azge said,  turning towards the rest of the Orcs, "you might as well attack now they know you're here."  As he spoke a cry of pain erupted from a Orc behind a bush.<br/>"I suggest you go for the elves, they were your original targets after all."  The rest of the Orcs where already charging the company, which would give Azge and Shiva plenty of time to move.  It wouldn't be too hard too steal some horses from nearby, maybe even find a warg, if the commander rode in on one.  If there's more than two he'll sick the rest of the company, it should serve as a good test of their mettle.  If they're going to suit his plans they'll need to be tough.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>Dorvin was riding behind Copper, wondering weather he was going too win his bet or not.  Then, the Hobbit came running around the corner and Dorvin gave a small celebration.<br/>"Hey!  I won my bet!  Toss me my gold."  He called up the line, just as Copper shot an arrow into a bush.  That cry was definitely not an animal, and not from any race he'd be kind too meet.  He grabbed the massive battle axe from its sheath on the side of his pony, lifting the shield from its holder on the other side with his other hand.  He then hopped off the pony and readied himself as a horde of Orcs came through the bushes.