Battle in the Dale.. Thranduil and his army, with the remnants of the surviving people from Lake Town, differ from the raiding dirty and nasty orcs..

Noise of hooves.   Thranduil rides in on his stag and cuts off the heads of the Mordor creatures with his blade, and his stag stumbles. Thranduil falls, Uruk-hai and orcs surround him. He skillfully launches an attack, wielding elven blades, shining in the sun... And suddenly! 20 meters from him, a gross man falls out of thin air...a human? Thranduil's crystal blue eyes seem to look into your soul as you fall before losing consciousness.

Thranduil cuts into pieces the remaining orcs, and with a quick and clear step walks towards you, without removing the blade...

The Elven king examines with his clear gaze the humans's body... Her strange and unusual clothes, boots and paint on her face...

Oh, Valar, has he ever seen a similar style of clothing in his thousands of years?...