Thread: The Conquest of Annuminas
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Sauron fell a few years ago. The forces of Mordor have been scattered, but not entirely destroyed. Rumor of large concentration of them gathering in Annuminas has reached the ears of King Elessar. Eriador must be taken back for Gondor! Gondor has no armies to send there, it is already busy taking back Umbar. The Rohirram desire peace, they do not want to fight another war unless necessary. The majority of the Ghaladrim have departed, Thranduil is busy purging the rest of Mirkwood. The Dwarves of Eregion are occupied with securing the land to the east. The Shire has no might for an undertaking of this kind, and the Grey Havens can't spare nearly enough as they are needed for the defence of Mithlond. So the King has decided to rely on single warriors, wanderers of great might and valor. He has sent out a decree, asking that all warriors who desire an adventure or challenge come to Minas Tirith...
Hope this turns out well, if not, well at least I'd have tried.
Seeing a guard he stoped and asked where and who he should see about this matter...
I hope this is ok.. Should i post a bio too? I have one in the bio thread already thou..
"greetings my friend rumer has reached my ears that you seek a party to elimanate the last of the bloody orcs and the rest of the demons armys my blade and bow are at your sirvice. and perhaps i can find some of the answers I seek wile we setabout this task at hand. my name is corgon swiftblade i come from the house of dra don from gray havens. corgon says with a deep bow.
"hello my good elves," says he to the two elves standing in front of him. "i've heard that there was to be an armed expedition to the north and i have travelled many leagues from my city of khazad-dum to put my axi in the service for the king for a short whilr. Do you know where the warriors are to be assembled?"
He sees the odd party talking of a assembly of warriors and steps up to them.
"I bring greetings from eriador and i offer my aid to the king. Is this where i am supposed to be?"
"oh hello arath. this is way from our first meeting in rivendell but it's good to see you again after so long. And i'm also asking the same question as you were"
Etharion observed the strangers. Thorin, Arath and Corgon.. The dwarf seemed honest, the elf was rather peculiar in his behaviour, and this Corgon..he had a strange accent he couldnt quite fit anywhere..
"Aye..i am here as well on the King's summons. But no, i do not know where we must go. So i stoped here to ask this guard for directions. But as he seems rather busy..maybe we should simply head to the Great Hall itself and ask for the King's audience?" he said.
"and by the way what's our renuumeration gonna be?"
"Halt, you can't go any further!"
"You've been saying that for the past eight minutes. *indistinct grumbling*"
"Halt, or...or I'll shoot!"
"You've said that, too."
A disgruntled looking eagle is golloping up the street (hey, land is not nice for eagles, and the close in buildings make it even more interesting...), and is followed, at a cautious distance by a small group of gaurds, one of which is carrying a small bow, obviously uncertain quite where to aim it...
The eagle spins around suddenly and confronts the guards. "Here is the call sent out for aid against this new threat. You tell me it isn't authentic" she said, thrusting forth a large, heavily taloned foot. The gaurds backed hastily away from the extended talon. A small, tattered scrap of parchment tangled from one claw. She shook the claw lightly, *humph*ed, curled the claw back in again, and turned back to stumping determinedly up the hill.
"W-wait!" called the guard with the bow as he found himself being left in the dust...
ooc: you guys don't mind a bit of a comical character, do you? It won't be all the time, so it won't get obnoxious.../ooc
" i agree with you lets get going so we can get the fun started my blade is thursty for orc blood and my hand is iching for a good bral or two."
" ooc.... i think thats a good idea every once in a wile we need a good laugh in the game to keep in intresting.......ooc/
Wouldnt you object if i said "Ok, i'll play a ent. Im huge and i can smash entire castle walls in a matter of moments. No biggie."
And hey! Someone can play Beorn. Or perhaps a good dragon, or a Maiar! Sure..so if there was something like a good Balrog, it would be ok to take one of them on a adventure too.
Im just saying its a bit daft..
A cloaked figure glided up the streets unnoticed, watching all the commotion as the summons was being answered by people from all over Middle-Earth. "Hmm, things are looking pretty well with all these warriors," he said to himself. Walking by the guards, they saluted him and let him pass. He saw a lot of familiar faces, and some that he didn't know as well, but he kept to his purpose and kept walking to the citadel...
I usually have nothing against this kind of thing...hey, have fun however you want.. But lately the only kind of threads i see are of that kind, so i dont have any chance for a bit of good old LOTR roleplaying.
"Greetings master dwarf" He said bowing down.
"How wonderfull it is to see you here" He said.
"My friends do you think that we will catch a climbs of the white tree i have been hearing for my heart longes to see it" He asked.
OOC: Etharion and Laurelome, could you two work out a way that satisfies both of you? I mean, the more the merrier, and apparently Etharion has a problem with the whole giant eagle thing. I don't quite understand what the problem is, but there is a problem. I would appreciate it if the two of you could work out your differences, thank you.
ooc some one can take this from here im out of ideas at the moment.
soon another guard came to inform them that they had to wait for a while before meeting king elesser. The guard also required that all should leave their weapons to a guard for safe keeping so none of them would threaten the king.
That's why i dont feel like being in this RPG. No worries mate
Icey, you should come join us!
...thanx for closing that tab...guess I could have done it, huh?/ooc
A few moments after the group had been informed of thier wait, the eagle joined them, slightly ruffled, and looked around curiously. "You have come to answer the call as well?" (here the guards arrive, also looking ruffled. The eagle ignores them.) "I have no weapons to remove, so may I enter and join my now-comrades?" she said to the gaurds outside the door. They looked sligthly doubtful, but let her pass all the same.
The cloaked figure walked into the room as the wind blew the doors open with a bang. "I thank you all for showing up, first of all. I am not here to lead this adventure," he said, "That is for everyone to do. In this, we are all to use our experience and knowledge for the benefit of the cause. I do not need to explain what that is, for you would not be without knowing. I keep my name a secret for the time being, as it is wound up with many things."...
OOC: Someone else take King Elessar at this point.
He first thought that he should remain quiet but he was too eager.
"Greetings aragorn son of arathorn!" arath said.
The figure stepped aside into the corner upon the entry of Elessar, who then started to speak...
"I know you" he said and then was silent for the king had entered.
I could take his part what should he say?
Would he tell more of this quest or maybe join us?
As Aragorn enters the throne room, all conversations fall silent. He is dressed majestically in the traditional clothes of the King- the black velvet seeming to swallow all the light around it and fling it gleaming out through the carefully crafted silver embroidery. A long cape flows from his shoulders.
"I am sorry to keep you waiting, friends. I was in council, concerning the very matter that called you here."
Instead of going to the dais, Lord Aragorn strides directly over to the small band, greeting them warmly. "Ah, I see the Eagles have answered my call as well! I feel I must thank your people again for the help they provided in the fight against Sauron." He turns again to the rest of the group. "Such an odd group we would never have seen before this last war. It is good to see the elves and the dwarves once more in friendship, instead of coming just shy of bloodshed with each meeting. I must thank you all for answering my call. I trust your journeys were as safe as may be, with some of Mordor's foul ilk still roaming the land." He gestures towards a small circle of chairs being set up around a table to the side of the hall. "We can speak here of what must be done, and hope that more may join us in this endeavor as we council."
The group moves over to the table, seating themselves around it. A log is found for Laurelome to perch on, and after some awkwardness (the servants had not thought of the fact the log would roll when perched upon...) some chocks are brought, and all are settled comfortably around the table. A map is brought.
“As my letters stated, there are not many who are able to join us, and so I am calling for the strongest this Middle Earth has to offer in order to send a small force to deal with this threat. I do not feel that much will be required to discourage this new threat, at least considering how many of the foul creatures have likely gathered already. I am not in any way saying that this task will be easy, or that there is not great peril to you all, I merely wish to say that it is a task that may be accomplished. I will leave you for a moment to plan your way. Food and drink will be brought, and you can make a list of provisions you will need here. They will be fetched for you. Horses are being selected from my stables as we speak. I will return shortly.” Saying this, the King rose from the table and, gesturing to a servant to follow, left the room.
wow...aragorn talks a lot. sorry 'bout that...
King Elessar could give me a bit of elf magic that would turn me into a 'human' for a time, limited use sort of thing so it isn't all powerful...or something like that. I say Loss should do Elessar.
OOC: Thank ye Laurelome, although the King Elessar indeed could not do this errand himself, you are correct, but I have an idea, although I do need to know more about where this quest is going, I know that we are going to re-take Eriador??? So, are the hobbits captive??? As they have no might to take them on??? I was thinking, I could be kind of like King Elessar, a ranger perhaps, who could help with tracking and the like, could add a twist to the story, a personal companion of Aragorn??? Just need to know route, then I'll add my character
Laurelome: Elessar isn't an elf, therefore no elf-magic, but you could use your "Maiar like Spirit" and simply change just as Beorn does but you of course decide what you "morph" into
oh, also, you guys need to get on and say where we're going...I'll bring Elessar back as soon as I know you're all ok with what I've said...
After the king left, the cloaked figure stepped up to the table and studied the map. After a few moments he started speaking, "The Shire is very close to where we need to go, but I don't think it's in danger yet. Were the orcs to grow stronger, then I would be worried about it, but as things are, they wouldn't dare to invade it. Orcs by themselves are stupid for the most part, so this organized action on their part is most unnusual. This indicates that there is a central figure who is in command, whom we need to find." After this he stepped back again, and allowed some others to voice their opinions...
"i am not much help to you in these lands but i will prove my worth once we get to eriedor" he said.
"who are you your voice seems so familiar?" arath whispered to the cloaked one.
(well my friends i have to quit playing now because i have to get myself to the army first thing tomorrow! but ill be back on weekend holidays and ill post here then! bye!)
Speaking louder, he said, "We will find that information when we get there or on our way. But for now I think we should set out. I travel tomorrow, and so I ask, who's going to Eriador?"
At this point Elessar comes back in, glances around, judging the mood and making sure everyone at the table was in accord. "You are acquainted now, and are prepared to leave? Good. I have had lodgings arranged for you for tonight, and everything is in preperation for you to leave in the morning." He beckons a servant over. "Forlong here will show you to your rooms, and will take any further supply requests. Take your ease tonight, rest well, for where you go now you should not sleep with ease. Now I must leave you again. I am sorry that I cannot give mre time to you, the brave and true, but these are still dangerous times, and there are many matters for me to attend to. So for now, I bid you a quiet night." With that, he turned and was gone again. Forlong stood by the table, waiting for everyone to follow.
"I can see to my own lodgings tonight. I saw a safe looking ledge under the eves of one of the towers, if it is all the same to you, that is." The eagle waited for Forlong's nod before stumping off towards the door. "I will write out my supply needs and bring it down shortly." she said over her shoulder as she left the Hall.
As The King Elessar left the room, the door which he was then about to enter through, opened. An average height person, in a dark grey hood and cloak came through, and as The King Elessar started to smile, he revealed the hood and let his silver yet deep grey hair flow down above his shoulders. He too smiled, and stopped where he stood and crossed armed towards the king and said "Aran thîr sui pen, Aragorn sen ú? Mellon nín ingem rí thurin adel sen?
Then slowly laughed together, and they embraced, then the King replyed, "My friend, I am still the same man as I was before, and yes, the same when we knew eachother back in Rivendell, but I am glad you came, the rest of the company are just in the room I just quitted, shall I introduce you or shall you just go in and do it yourself?"
To that the elf replyed, "I shall introduce myself properly alone, I don't want you to embaress me" They both shaken hands and the elf turned away and went to open the door....
" remove your hood sir if you would and state your name." corgon said as he stould from his leaning aginst the wall.