So here are a couple of example posts from the game to use as test cases:
The hiss of Dhouda's spear sounds closely in his ear, and the returning scream clearly comes from behind him, but Iwald keeps his gaze set on Cenric, though the heat of battle begins to rush through him. Straining to draw the great bow back, he holds the string to his jaw just as his view becomes filled with the movement of those rushing into combat, and Cenric's form becomes lost behind them. Fearing to loose and wound a companion, Iwald relaxes his draw for an instant . . .
I did a quick search on battle scenes from the FoTR (and also including the first chapter of TTT), including Hilltop (I.11), the fight with the wargs (II.4), Moria (II.5), and Parth Galen (III.I). (I.e. this highly scientific sampling is only meant to produce a token of Tolkien.)Something about the thud that sounds behind him fills Iwald with dread, and, forgetting his frustrations at gaining sight of Cenric, Iwald wheels around to hear a bitter gasp from Dhouda as she sinks to one knee, the towering form of her attacker before her. He draws fiercely and hurls an arrow straight at the man's chest.
First thing: besides the obvious 'felt', 'heard', 'shouted', 'looked', 'ran' etc., common (i.e. very frequent) verbs that seem particularly Tolkien-battle-ish are: 'cried', 'leaped', and 'sprang', as the main contenders, and also 'fell' (both items falling from hands and acts of where enemies are killed), 'pierced', and 'thrust'.
Ok, what else can we get by looking at some instances more closely:
The third was taller than the others: his hair was long and gleaming and on his helm was a crown. In one hand he held a long sword, and in the other a knife; both the knife and the hand that held it glowed with a pale light. He sprang forward and bore down on Frodo.
Even as he swooned he caught, as through a swirling mist, a glimpse of Strider leaping out of the darkness with a flaming brand of wood in either hand.
Gandalf had hardly spoken these words, when there came a great noise: a rolling Boom that seemed to come from depths far below, and to tremble in the stone at their feet. They sprang towards the door in alarm.
Boromir leaped forward and hewed at the arm with all his might; but his sword rang, glanced aside, and fell from his shaken hand. The blade was notched.
`Wait a moment! Do not close it yet!' said Gandalf. He sprang forward to Boromir's side and drew himself up to his full height.
For an instant the wizard looked out. Arrows whined and whistled down the corridor as he sprang back.
But even as the orc flung down the truncheon and swept out his scimitar, Andúril came down upon his helm. There was a flash like flame and the helm burst asunder. The orc fell with cloven head. His followers fled howling, as Boromir and Aragorn sprang at them.
There was a horn-blast and a rush of feet, and orcs one after another leaped into the chamber.
But even as they retreated, and before Pippin and Merry had reached the stair outside, a huge orc-chieftain, almost man-high, clad in black mail from head to foot, leaped into the chamber; behind him his followers clustered in the doorway. His broad flat face was swart, his eyes were like coals, and his tongue was red; he wielded a great spear.
Aragorn hesitated. He desired to go to the high seat himself, hoping to see there something that would guide him in his perplexities; but time was pressing. Suddenly he leaped forward, and ran to the summit, across the great flag-stones, and up the steps. Then sitting in the high seat he looked out. But the sun seemed darkened, and the world dim and remote. He turned from the North back again to North, and saw nothing save the distant hills, unless it were that far away he could see again a great bird like an eagle high in the air, descending slowly in wide circles down towards the earth.
So, just keeping things really simple, a few tips are:'The horn of Boromir!' he cried. 'He is in need!' He sprang down the steps and away, leaping down the path. 'Alas! An ill fate is on me this day, and all that I do goes amiss. Where is Sam?’
- Despite the obvious variations, where the action is, Tolkien is generally brief: simple (past indicative) sentences, sometimes joined with conjunctions ('and', 'but', etc.): 'He sprang forward and bore down on Frodo'.
- This can sometimes make them verb heavy: 'Boromir leaped forward and hewed . . . but his sword rang . . . and fell . . . The blade was notched.'
- Want to add a sense of urgency: use an 'even as' to begin, or an 'as' to join a simultaneous action to the end of a sentence.
- Tolkien's descriptive passages play off really well against these shorter action sentences: watch where he does it again and again.
- Similes—are generally pretty gritty and muted when they do come. Nothing too elaborate.
- 'Hewed' is an awesome verb.
- If your sword/weapon has a name, feel free to make it the subject of a sentence. So awesome.
Time for maybe an informal writing competition? Taking my own advice, I can turn my second post into:
Ok. At least not as bad as the first attempt. I'm sure somebody can do better. Or else, care to submit a post you're proud of? Bonus points if you can tell us why it's Tolkien-y.There was a dull thud behind Iwald that filled him with dread; he whirled around to hear a bitter gasp from Dhouda as she slumped down to one knee. With a cry, Iwald drew back the great bow and loosed an arrow.