RP 15: Rivendell

[Aredhel]

Folds up a piece of parchment and places it on a shelf. She heads downstairs to greet her guests, and any who wish to join the feast.

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Excelent, let me be the first to say that I love what you have done with the place! Here is a gift for your trouble.

*hands her a necklace. it is a solid band that is swirled with mithril and gold. He places it onto her neck and clasps it in the back.

"I do hope that you enjoy it, it gives vigor and promotes over all good health, may you be merry 'til the end of your days!"

[Aredhel]

Looks into a mirror," Why, thank you. Won't you stay awhile?. Plenty of good food to go around."

[Wizdom]

Wizdom walked out of a room talking to elrond and gandalf. "Will you be staying?" asked elrond. "I should think not... i have-err.... buisnes to attend to." see's aredhel. walks over. "This is for the fairest elf in rivendail." he said as he handed her a small golden chain. "use it wisely." wizdom left. when she put it on, she instantly began to fly.

[Aredhel]

She manages to land back on the ground, and she takes the chain. She puts it in her pocket,"Thank you!"

[Wizdom]

He smiled and walked out the door.

[Aredhel]

Watches the retreating figure." Will you not stay?", she barely whispers, with a sideways glance t Elrond and Gandalf.

[Wizdom]

Wizdom stops at the door turns around and smiles. I am sorry but i must be going i will be back an about a week. Farewell fair maiden of elves." he said smiling he then turned and left.

[Arathin]

As the figure finally fades into the mist, everyone notices a dark figure in the shadow. "Parting is should sweet sorrow. Wouldn't you say Elrond?" "Hello, Arathin, I didn't think that you would be back for a few more mouths at least." "Ya well what it is like being a Ranger. How are you doing, Aredhel. You look as lovely as ever, but I don't think that gifts are necessary between two women. So I give you merely a Well met, and I hope that you are well."

[Wizdom]

Time passes quickly, and the day that wizdom was suposed to return drew near. Aredhel sat on a chair thinking. she becomes aware of a dark figure aproaching cloathed all in black. "Wizdom." she wispers. "Hullo fair maiden! did i not say i would return?" he said with a smile.

[Aredhel]

With a nod and a smile at Arathin, she stands up to greet Wizdom more formally, in the manner of elves. "I hoped this day should come sooner," She lifts a small bundle from a table beside the chair. She hands it to Wizdom, and watches him open it,"I've had the elven smiths re-wield it for me.I've brought it from over the Sea. (it says in my RP Profile that I was born in Beleriand, but I was actually born in Valinor)

"This is a gift that was given me by Feanor," she says.It is a silver and gold brooch, in the shape of a star. The outside design is silver and the gem in the center is gold.

"I hope you will not lose it," she says, with a smile on her fair-toned face,"It is far older than the line Elros."

[Wizdom]

(One thing, whats a brooch?) "I thank you greatly... I have traveled far threw ice rain and fire, and would much like to sit down for a while.... But first, were is elrond? I need to speak with him."

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Erm... Im quite afraid that either Dain, eomer, and I can exist as we do in the RP, or Elrond can. For we are of the fourth age and he is of the third. For now I shall assume that we are in the third.

*elessar comes out of deep thought, at the sight of the rather large Ranger, seeing a like mind and heart in the man, he stands to meet him.

btw, a brooch is the peice of metal that acts as a clasp for a cloak. It holds the cloak from slipping off the shoulders and is normally worn just under one side of the colar bone, or at the shoulder.

[Arathin]

Arathin comes up behind Aredhel. "That is a mighty gift, my friend, and might I even says sister for we have known eachother that long. I am sure that you did put proper thought into such a gift as this. And as for you Wizdom, I think a slightly better thanks for this prize could be given on your part. Or perhaps you do not yet realize what it is that you have truly been given." She walks out of the room, dragging Elessar so that the couple can have some privacy.

[Aredhel]

"It holds some secret I do not know of," she replies, her gaze being drawn to the door Elessar and Arathin left, then to the window looking to the South.

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher walks his steed across the bridge on the Mitheithel and enters the great houses of Rivendell. He finds the others together, and bows before the Lady of Rivendell.
"Greetings! I have sought this fair valley, to rest here for a brief while before continuing my trek around Arnor," he pauses and looks darkly at Elessar for a moment, then continues, "To see to it's borders and well-being. Might I rest here for a few days?"

[Aredhel]

She turns to face Ciryaher,"Welcome to Rivendell, mighty lord, feel free to stay here, for as long as you wish." Bows before him.

[Ciryaher]

"Many thanks," answers Ciryaher, "Here is a gift for Rivendell!"

Ciryaher pulls a translucent, golden stone from a pouch on his belt. He holds it up to the sky, and all stand in awe as the Sun herself breaks the clouds apart and shines down warmly. He lowers his hand, and deposits the stone in the hands of Aredhel.

"Take this, and when the days seem dark, let the Sun bring you council and comfort."

He then bows and walks out to the gardens of the Valley.

[¤-Elessar-¤]

*coming out of the room, he shruggs off Arathin and laughs
"I'm not so sure that Wizdom knows he is in a couple yet," he says, stifiling a laugh. Ciryaher unexpectedly walks through the door and glares menacingly at Elessar. Elessar puts his hand into his pocket, afraid that what was there was nolonger. He sighs in pleasure at feeling the heavy object. He bows to Arathin glances back at Ciryaher, and exits the great hall and rides south to the greyflood, where his Cirya waits. He sails downstream and quickly becomes lost to the sight of everyone.

[Wizdom]

Wizdom walks out of the room smiling he then notices ciryaher. "I thought i noticed a stinch... hello ciryaher...." wizdom said glaring.

[Arathin]

From the corner they hear a quiet, but menancingly clear whisper. "Will you all stop this arguing for five minutes. Can't you see that the Lady, Aredhel, is not well?" Arathin leaves her corner, and sits down next to Aredhel. Putting her arm around her, she whispers, "Are you alright, sister? What is wrong? You look quite pale."

[Aredhel]

"I...do not know, but...I've just received a bit of foreshadowing..."closes her eyes.

[Dengen-Goroth]

Dengen rides through the bridge, appearing more like an elvish prince then anything else, for he never truly took a dark form. His grey eyes flickered between all. All looked at him suddenly, for of course a Dark Lord riding into Rivendell was never before seen. He dismounted, and his blue garments ruffled in the wind.
"Hail! Please do not draw arrow to bow over me, I come with tidings of alliance between the south lands, if you wish it. If you do not want me to enter your land I will understand. I bring no great gift other then this." Dengen brings forth something that glitters as he holds it.
"It is a braclet with the jewels of Ash, as they are known, in it. It heals when need be, and rejuvinates a well. I shall wait by the river for your decision as to whether I may enter.

[Wizdom]

"the choice is yours fair maiden... but if you allow more then one evil into rivendell, you might have a problem." he said grimmly.

[¤-Elessar-¤]

And i must say a dark lord entered rivendill a day ago. You are the second.
*walks over to Aredhel and checks the batteries in the necklace (j/k)

* Elessar walks over to the Lady Aredhel, and whispers in her ear. He straightens himself, and notices that this is becoming a gathering of his enimies. He walks over to a bridge and a small boat appears, he enters it and it speeds away, not to be seen again for a few days.

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher sighs and sits down on a bench in the Gardens, then removes his helm. He senses Dengen's entrance to the valley and looks up briefly, then buries his face in his hands.

[Arathin]

Arathin comes up behind Ciryaher as he buries his head. "What is the matter? It would be thought that one would rejoice at the coming of an ally. Did you not know of this?"

[thoughtful20]

((is this a private Rp? if so will someone fill me in . . .i seem to be missing something . . . )):confused:

[Ciryaher]

"Alas! Grief and anguish weigh heavily upon my shoulders. The fire of anger has died, and I bury the coals until later...I wish to speak of it no more."

Ciryaher stands up and bows stiffly, then walks down to the edge of the river and sits on the bank staring into the west.

[Mithrandir]

Mithrandir comes riding in swiftly right behind Dengen. He feels the presence of many powers present, even some which are not of the light.
"My lord I as well ask for some time to dwell here, I have heard that Ciryaher as well is here and ask to see him as soon as can be arranged. I know he is in need of council. Please lead me to him."

[Arathin]

Arathin saw him coming. Upon hearing what Mithrandir said, she approached. "Ciryher is over by the river, I will lead you there." She takes Mithrandir to where Ciryher sits on the bank.

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher stands as the two approach, but his eyes remain fixed in the Westering sun. He stands as a living statue, and the others stand waiting as the sun sinks on the horizon.

Without turning, Ciryaher says, "Greetings, Mithrandir. It is good to see you as a friend, and not an enemy..." He pauses for a moment, "Someday, I must chase the Sun. I shall have to follow it's path, whither it goes..."

As the sun's final rays gleam over the distant hills and forests, he raises his hand, and there is a last brilliant flash as the sun disappears. He then turns, his eyes glowing in the shadows under his helm, which he had just replaced upon his head, and puts his hand out to Mithrandir.

[Dain Ironfoot]

The verry roots of the earth shook as a sadow passed over rivendell, a loud thud and then dain walking through the grand entrance as everyone gathers around and stares at his mithril armor gleaming bightly in the summer sun....

[Arathin]

Arathin glances over at where Dain is with Aredhel and Wizdom, etc... She then turns her gaze back to Ciryaher. She stands silently as the two men greet eachother. When they are finished, she waits patiently for Ciryaher to continue.

[Mithrandir]

Mithrandir returns Ciryaher's glowing eyes w/ his own, he then takes Ciryaher's hand into his own,
"Greetings my new friend, I as well am happy to see you under friendly circumstances. But I feel much grief in you, has Elessar really caused you to be this distraught. Please tell me your sorrow, I may be able to help you my friend. These days of peace are finally here and yet you are dismal, let me know your sorrows."

[Arathin]

Arathin stands aside. Quietly taking all that is said into deep consideration. She does all possible to not draw attention to herself without actually leaving. The two men are so involved in their conversation, that they never even notice her as she stands there listening.

[Dengen-Goroth]

Dengen quickly apologizes for the failure to type correctly, and mounting his horse, begins to leave, as seemingly all are hostile towards him to a high degree.

[Arathin]

Arathin watches as Dengen turns to leave, but remains as still as a Troll in daylight. She continues to wait for Ciryaher and Mithrandir's conversation to start. Silently she wonders where Elessar is and what was the heavy object in his pocket that he was so worried about.

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher hangs his head for a moment, then looks up, the light gone from his eyes.

"Wounds have been opened, and they stubbornly refuse to heal. I try to mend them, yet they remain open. I fear that those wounds will never heal, and only amputation will suffice..."

He pauses and puts his hand into the pouch and rolls something around in his fingers. The harness which holds his axe slips slightly down his shoulder, and he shrugs to put it back into place.

Ciryaher lowers his voice slightly, then says, "I wonder what fate awaits him..."

He slowly moves his sight along the river until he, far away, sees a tiny speck moving along in the darkening twilight.

[Mithrandir]

Originally posted by Ciryaher

Ciryaher lowers his voice slightly, then says, "I wonder what fate awaits him..."


who do you speak of my friend, and do you know this figure approaching in the distance????

[¤-Elessar-¤]

well, it certinaly isnt me, cause I am in my safehouse, just in case anyone was wondering. I do hope you all will be on the forum tomarrow afternoon.
*grins
For I shall return, of sorts, but my wanderings may not be known yet.

And, any wound may heal, if only given proper care and love.

[razzy]

A very large hobbit walks slowly to rivendale singing softly. Todays the macey's day parade.... the night of the living dead is on its way... with the credit report for 2 day calls.... Its a lifetime guarente, stuffed in a coffen 10% morphene.... Theres a redlight sale at the mosselium.... (Choris).... when i was a kid i thought, i wanted all the things that i haven't got..... oh, but i learned the hardest way..... then i realized just what it took, to tell the difference between theves and crooks.... couse today is the macey's day parade...

He walked up to the maiden of rivendale. "You were right.... Haffsborn and Gaffer.... there dead." he spoke softly with a pained look on his face.

[Arathin]

Arathin finally speaks up after her long silence. "Truely what wounds do you speak of, Ciryaher? For any wound can heal if properly cared for. Even a wound of the mind."

[Eomer Dinmention]

*On the way to Rivendell Eomer sees Dengen leaving
"Den are you not staying at Rivendell i'm sure that you only seek peace and will not bring evil to Rivendell"

"Sorry Eomer i have to go now" answers Den

Eomer then ride forward to Rivendell hearing alot of happiness he then smiles. Eomer walks in and sees Aredhel

"Aredhel I am Eomer of Rohan so it is true, you are beautiful when you are in Rivendell, I seek peace only and i would like to pledge alliance to you and Rivendell. For you me lady i give you the ring of beauty only 5 are made on Middle Earth and only two women possess it you and Lothiriel the other 3 i will give to other beauty on Middle Earth. The ring is 24 carrot gold with a 18 carrot diamond it sparkles whenever there is light. With your agreement will you let me stay at Rivendell so i can admire the beauty of it."

*Eomer then walks onto the bridge, seeing Cir and Mith talking, he waits for Aredhel approval and he also starts admiring the beauty and nature of Rivendel

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher suddenly casts his glance to Arathin, but only briefly before he closed his eyes again and looked up into the sky.

"The land has been scarred. Distrust and falsities bleed forth their evil. My patience begins to wane. I will speak of this no more," he finishes and suddenly fades out of view. Those who were sharp of hearing could faintly hear sad footsteps walking towards the House.

[Aredhel]

"Everyone is welcome at Rivendell, if they bring no trouble with them," she says softly," I accept your gifts, and your pledge for alliance with Imladris."

[Valar]

A man known only as valar enters fair rivendell. Greats Aredhel " Fair maiden i only have this small amulet as a gift for hospitality if you will grant me persmission to abide here for a while"
* Gives here small white gold amulet and his blessing*

* Walks down to rivers edge and stairs well into the night at the flowing water*

[Aredhel]

"Yes, you are welcome here," she says in reply to him,"Feel free to go where ever you wish."

[Mithrandir]

Mithrandir disappears out of sight as soon as Ciryaher faids, he is then seen walking right alongside Ciryaher. Never try to fool a Wizard w/ his own trick ;)

I will abide w/ you my newly aquired friend, and we shall discuss these matters later, for now you need rest.

[Valar]

" Thankyou goodlady"
*wanders around, and eventually settles in bilbos old room"
" I wonder what Ciryaher is talking about"
" How queer!!"

:D :D :confused:

[Dengen-Goroth]

Dengen hops of the trail and sits by a large stone, pondering as to what the point was to enter the Realm of Rivendell and bring gift only to be rudely thrown away. Rests and beholds the night sky, remembering the days of yor, Beleriand...

[Tar-Ancalime]

*Tar comes quietly from behind.*
Hello dearest...rudely thrown out:( , I see:mad:
*Sits on the rock*...I was just going to meet you there but it seems my welcome would've been just as merry.:mad:

[Arathin]

Arathin is deeply troubled by what had been said. Quietly she departs from Rivendell. Suddenly, she comes upon Den and Tar talking. Not wanting to intervere with their discusion, she leaves the path and loses herself in the forest and her thoughts. One thought stands clear of the rest, 'Where in all of this is Elessar, and what is he doing?' she wonders aloud to the trees around her.

[Aredhel]

Approaches them,"I apoligize for my other guests rudeness, I myself did not mean to be rude to you.Is it really up to them to decide who can stay here?"

[Tar-Ancalime]

thank you kind lady of rivendell. Here was my gift...I was going to give in rivendell
*hands peach jam made by her winged handmaidens*

[Arathin]

Arathin continues on through the forest. Her mind is in great distress. Her mind is more jumbled then the hidden paths of the forest that only she, as a ranger, can see. Suddenly, she hears a rustling in the bushes to her right. She draws her sword ready to attack whatever creature it is that has come to attack her.

[Tar-Ancalime]

*senses the danger approaching them and Arathin*
watch out...a fairy...:rolleyes:

[Dain Ironfoot]

dain jumps to thier side...

[Tar-Ancalime]

it's only a woodland fairy:rolleyes:

[Valar]

*Valar comes from out from the darkness to stand at the side of his fellow rangers*

" I sense a great unrest within many in rivendell, many here are troubled of mind, i suggest a council"

[Tar-Ancalime]

*in a squekish voice*
Oh and when you come to that conclusion!:p

*sprite pops out looks at swords*
Geez..cant anyone gather peaches in peace!?!
*grumbls off*

*TAr says*
I told you it meant no harm

[Arrow the Rogue]

Looking down upon the elf village of Rivendell from a tall oak, Arrow sighs with longing as she grabbed hold of a thick tree branch for support.
"Arrow....do you ever think of going back?" asked a male voice.
The young elf maiden looked up to see a tiny green dragon sitting on a leaf. She glanced away from him.
"Don't count on it," she replied.
Arrow sat down on a branch, leaning against the tree.
"I think you should!" encouraged the dragon and he fluttered down from the leaf.
The elf held out her hand, the dragon landed in her palm with ease.
"Why? So people can stare at my eyes and my tail?! Forget it!" Arrow spat. She took her furry, light brown tail in her hand.
"Your eyes are fine! You can hide your tail behind your cloak!" the little green dragon urged.
She sighed, "Alright.....I'll go....." and with that said, she leapt down. The fall was quite long but she landed on both feet like a cat.
"Elvis, are you coming with me?" Arrow asked, hopefully.
"Erm....." he thought as he flew down the tree and landed on the elf's shoulder, "I guess so......you'll have to hide me. I don't think the elves will like a dragon around....and stop calling me Elvis! My PROPER name is Fawkes."
The maiden shrugged, "Whatever. You look like an Elvis to me." she laughed.
-------------------
Dressed in a hood and cloak, Arrow and her dragon friend head over to Rivendell.......

[Dengen-Goroth]

Dengen stands and helps his fair maiden to he feet.
"My lady, ride with me on Maetha." Dengen says as he looks at Tar, andhen turns to Aredhel. "Thank you for inviting me, we shall not cause woe of any sort, nor bring any hate. Behold, I am not wrathful and bitter to the eye, but fair as an Elf or greater. I invt yo to my land at any time, at war or at peace!"
And so Tar and Dengen began to ride of, as Dengen begins a tale of his own experience in the Undying Lands, and as he spaks of those fair hills and vales, the moon appears, as it is night, a beautiful silver, and the night is one of beauy.

[Dain Ironfoot]

Dain starts to walk away from the party when he sees a woman walking towards him and knowtices it is arrow.
"hey whats a pretty lady like you arrow, doin' outside in the cold?"
he said in a sweet voice.;)

[Mithrandir]

Out of no where Mithrandir appears right next to the lady Arathin. "I sensed your danger ,my lady, what do you think it is? don't worry about Ciryaher, he is sleeping." Mithrandir readies his staff, and pullls out his sword waiting for the creature.

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher reappears, standing proudly, but almost as if a great burden was on his shoulders. "I feel ill," he said, then suddenly turned to Mithrandir and looked at him.

As the Tan-Istar looked upon Ciryaher's eyes, he was taken aback by what he saw. The pupils seemed to grow larger...but no, they were swallowing the light around. The black circles began to grow, and light was pulled towards them. Ciryaher himself began to grow brightly, but the light curved around and fell into the black wells. The blackness was now quite large, but suddenly, every sign of Ciryaher, his light, and his darkness vanished.

All those nearby stood anxiously waiting for what would come next, half in fear, half in awe. There was then a tremendous explosion of light; a light as if the Sun herself had suddenly stooped down into the fair Imladris. The flash could be seen for hundreds of leagues around, and when it subsided, the collapsed form of Ciryaher lay upon the ground.

[Arathin]

Arathin gasped. "Whatever was in the bushes is gone now. We must get him back to the houses of Imladris for treatment. You take him, Mithrandir. I with look for some Athleas." With that Arathin took off from the spot at a run.

[Eomer Dinmention]

*Eomer sees Cir ill. He goes to Den
"Den sorry for interrupting your conversation but Cir is ill, you are one of the wisest people on Middle Earth go and help you friend he is in need of you"

[Arrow the Rogue]

"Erm....uh....nothing.....nothing at all." said Arrow quickly, "How do you know my name?" she asked.
He shrugged, "Lucky guess.....say, why don't you take your hood off? I'll bet you're real pretty!"
This made Arrow very irritated.
"Calm down.....don't do ANYTHING rash!" Elvis hissed from her pocket.
"No." Arrow answered flatly.
"Oh, why not?" Dain took a step closer.
This was too much for her. She drew her long sword and pointed it at his throat. Her hood fell off her head.
"I don't have time for silly games! Just leave me alone!" Arrow shouted menacingly, her orcish eyes flashing dangerously.
Elvis slapped his forehead, flew out of her pocket, and landed on Arrow's shoulder.
"I'm really sorry about this. Arrow just needs to work on her PEOPLE SKILLS!" the green dragon glared at her.

[Aredhel]

She walks slowly down a path,"Something is happening. A shadow grows outside, I can feel it darken, hurry, bring Ciryaher into this house, and I'll do what I can." She motions for helpers to carry Ciryaher into the house she was closest to, with a glance to Arrow, remembering.

[¤-Elessar-¤]

*Elessar rides up on his horse, he had been on his way to Rohan, but saw a strange light show from the surrounding hills (had to travel over the mountains, Mike hasn't given me leave to travel his land yet) He gallops down into the valley, stoping in front of the fallen form of Ciryaher.
"Mith, teleport to Rohan and fetch Dengen, I'll take him to the palace."
Mithrandir is stunned at the sight of his old friend, but Elessar doesnt wait for an answer, he picks the fallen form of Ciryaher up off of the ground and lays him across his saddle, he whispers into Bill's ear and bill takes off tward the Palace, heedful of his fragile load.
"Mith! GO!"

[Valar]

" I suggest that everyone gets inside now, i sense something un-natural and unforseen in rivendell."

[Aredhel]

"It is as I feared then,"she says, in reply to Valar's urgency,"At first I thought it only outside. But we must do as he says." She turns, and begins ushering people in.

[Valar]

Valar speaks to Aredhel
"My fair friend i have never sensed such a i thing in this valley, something is out there, and fear that we are all in danger"

" I may be mistaken, but i suggest that we should hold a council, as recent events need to be explained"

*Walks and stands outside the door*

[Wizdom]

Wizdom grunted. it had been a while sence he had made himself heard. "Horse hoofs aproach." he said tiredly. "I fear that you are right fair maiden.... What you have been dreading will come to pass, and sooner then you think." he said staring at her.

[Valar]

Also hearing the horses, valar loosens his sword in its sheath and cries
"Halt shadow! What is your buisness in rivendell"

[Wizdom]

Wizdom waved his hand and Valar was forced to put he sword back into the sheath. "Come inside! We don't have the power to fight this!" he wisperd angrily.

[Valar]

Inside Valar consultes his fellow ranger, Wizdom.

"Do you have any idea what that is out there"

*Stairs out the window at the unpenitrable black"

"We must be able to do something"

[Wizdom]

"We are able to hide and that is what we must do." he said as he drew his sword and pointed it at razzy. "Go back to Mordor..." wizdom said staring hard at the mordor spy. "May you die a painfull death." he said as he went out.

[Valar]

" A spy? But why at this time of peace"

"We must bar the doors"

[Mithrandir]

Mithrandir comes back to reality in an instant he is gone, he returns w/in seconds w/ Dengen. They walk into the house where Ciryaher lies, "This may take all our skill to heal, maybe even the whole White Council will need to put forth their strength, come Ciryaher you are stronger than this"

Suddenly he feels a strong sense of trouble rising outside, "Eomer go and aid Wizdom, and Valar, a White Wizard willl be much appreciated there, go my friend I will aid you if need be." He turns to talk to Elessar, Dengen, and the other healers present.

[Wizdom]

Wizdom didn't answer he was looking out the window when- "Duck!" a small bird flew threw the window LOL just joking. an arrow came flying in at Valar. he pushed her out of the way just in time

[Aredhel]

"We must hold a council," she says, frowning at the blackness outside,"Then we will know what to do."

[Valar]

LOL!

*Valar gets to his feet and takes out his bow and fits an arrow*

" Many thanks wizdom, you have saved my life, i will repay it one day"

* A BANG ON THE DOOR SHAKES THE BUILDING*

"Maybe sooner than we think"

[Arrow the Rogue]

"I should smack you for that! What'd you do that for?! He was being 'polite'!" the little green dragon's face was nearly 1 in. away from Arrow's nose.
She looked down at the ground apologetically, "I'm sorry....it's just that I don't like it when people say things to me that aren't true...."
"Oh, like the word 'pretty'?"
"Yes...." she muttered.
"First of all, you shouldn't say sorry to me. Say it to the one you pointed your sword at! Second, you're fine! No one is going to say you're an orc or something, cause you're not. You're just...." he groped for words, "Different."
Arrow sighed, "I dunno why I listen to you!" and headed over to Rivendell to apologize.
"Wait for me!!!" Elvis flew as fast as his wings could carry him to keep up with her.

[Dengen-Goroth]

Denegn moves quickly, and as soon as he reaches Ciryaher his eyes seem to darken and his brow furrows. He slumps to the ground and it seems to all that he himself is lost. Then he speaks.
"I fear it is a horrible case. It is by coincidence that this occured, for much has troubled his mind. I can not speak now of what has taken him, for it shall waste valuable time, which we have far to little to spare. Get me cold water, quickly! As well as hot!"
Quickly Dengen pulls forth three herbs, young and green, from his robes.
"Dengen, we must speak, for i may aid in the healing," said Mithrandir with a shaken voice. Dengen stood and paced back and forth quickly.
"Mithrandir, indeed we may speak." spoke Dengen.
"Well, I must ask then. What is the herb you hold?"
"It is of the mode of Athelas, though this lived only in Beleriand, and I saved but few from the seas. They heal faster and they are much more potent. quickly, let us carry him in!"

[Valar]

" Oh dear, we need help"

*Shoots a arrow threw the window, a defining screech is heared outside followed defining drums*

"shi....."

[Kementari]

**"transports" herself to whereever Cir is from Rohan**
HEY HEY Mithers Dengen wait for me! I'm the leader of the healers guild for crying out loud! and hes MY hubbie!

~Dengen and Mithers tell her to CALM DOWN

*deep breath*

Dengen YOU know whats wrong with him? Because i certinly don't

[Dain Ironfoot]

Dain gets out his staff and puts a protection spel in the house of healing.

[Mithrandir]

"Aredhel can the council not wait until after Ciryaher has been healed, Elessar, will you go and help the others @ the gate."

Quick, I feel a huge foreboding, linguring in the land, let us hurry my friends"

[Tar-Ancalime]

*looks at healed Ciryaher*

Hi dengen i kinda blanked out their for a minute,what happend anyway???:confused:

[Wizdom]

They here a huge shout outside and then instantly arrow after arrow fly into the house. "GET DOWN!" wizdom shouts jumping infront of Aredhel and takes three arrows to the chest. he falls to the ground breathing hard. He puts his hunting horn to his lips and blows. HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN! the earslpiting call pierces threw out the woods of midleEarth.

Miles away, Ice hears the call and gathers as many wolfs as he can find and runs toward rivendell.

[Tar-Ancalime]

*hears the noise*

****!I'm not a healer but i'll look for dengen
*ducks from oncomming arrows and searches for dengen in all the confusion*

Oh, whats that...

*and a poisin arrow hits her on the shoulder as Tar colapses in pain, but she gets up for wizdom is in more danger. She runs dodgeing the arrows but keeping a firm hold on her wound when finally she faints*

[Wizdom]

Wizdom strugles for breath as the blood streamed from his wounds he had some herbs that would heal him but instead he gave them to Tar.

[Tar-Ancalime]

The herbs stung...but gave her enough energy sit up agian.and took what was left to heal Wizdom...but feared would it be enough. although she was still relatively weak she scrummaged around for some of the same herbs...

[Wizdom]

"Don't bother," wizdom said weakly. "Those were the only ones in are real." he looked up at her. "Tell betsy not to sell the farm!" he said sounding odly like a farmer from "Down South".

[Tar-Ancalime]

"Don't die...Dont give up..soon the healers will come..."

She feels the poisin still in affect... as the area around the wound grows green.

[Talierin]

*Far leagues away in the green eaves of Ithilien, Talierin hears the tremdous boom of Ciryaher's powers exploding, and the sudden sense of something missing in her magic. "Oh dear Iluvatar!" she cried out, then called her steed Talemi to her. Swinging upon his back, she raced away to Rivendell, stopping only to warn Gondor that the King of Arnor was in trouble. In three days, Talemi stumbled into the Last Homely House, weary beyond uncounting. No other steed besides the grandson of Shadowfax would have made the long journey so fast though, and still have lived.
Talierin practically fell of Talemi, weary, but once her feet touched the pure ground of Rivendell, she revived, drawing power from the clean earth. Wiping a hand over her eyes, she jogged into the great house, and using her magic senses, found where Ciryaher lay, very, very cold.
"How bad is it?" she asked Dengen, quietly.
"Bad. I think only the full power of the White and Dark wizards together will be able to heal him."
"I am bone-weary, but I will ride to gather them, if you give me an hour to rest."*

[Tar-Ancalime]

*Tar found the energy to wander to where tal and dengen talked*
Tar said with much effort,"Wizdom has taken 3 arrows to his chest he needs a healer, however i have also not come out unscathed."
*tar Lowerd her dress and touched the arrow wound on her shoulder*

[Dengen-Goroth]

Dengen quickly moves with a bowl of water smelling faintly of a land gone by and soaks Tar's wound with it.
"Continue this for a few moments, it shall heal better then anything."
He calls Kem and the other healers over and they quickly come.
"What has afflicted Ciryaher I know, though not well at all. Upon being distraught and saddened his strengths in the feilds of heliomancy began to somehow, or somewhat, hamper. This created a horrible splitting within him, or so my theory goes. He spoke of fealing ill, that was when the energy became negative, and the light he took within was indeed an act of either subconcious or purposeful intake which racked his body, for the heat and intensity damaged it. This is my only conclusion, there are other cases, which are far more dire, and I will not mention. Direct your strengths, for I alone may do only so much, we are of the learned! Let us show the strength within!" He stays by tar till she says the numbness has left and a tingling has arisen. He runs back to Ciryaher and tells some thre to administer the herb water, which left a beautiful fragrence.
"You're not leaving this earth to Man's fate this easily." He mumbles.

[Talierin]

*She looks up from examining Cir, and walks over to Tar. After looking closely, and tasting a tiny bit of blood to see what poison was used, she says "Dengen, you stay here and help Tar. She's lucky, the poison is easily killed by mint. Remove the arrow by breaking off the feathered end and pushing the rest through the wound. Then make a poutice of mint, sage, and mud. I'll go to Wizdom. Mithers! I need you!" With that, Tal and Mithers run out to where Wizdom lays, head in Aredhel's lap. He's breathing shallowly, and can barely speak. "This is bad, very bad. I think he'll have to have surgery. Let's get him in the house."*

[Tar-Ancalime]

*Tar lies near, waiting to be treated*
tar thinks to herself...who or what could've done such a deed...I hope wizdom and cir are ok...why'd I even come if all i get is a poisnous wound

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher convulses violently, flying nearly 2 feet into the air at the first spasm. Metal objects in the room start to pull towards him, and his steel breastplate begins to vibrate. A shudder runs through the structure of Imladris, and the eternal groaning of the Earth could be heard quite loudly.

Outside, the Sun begins to flicker with jets of flame. Ciryaher's convulsions die down, and he manages to mutter the the words, "Romen Anargond..." then blacks out. His body has for some reason become firmly affixed to the position in which it now lay, and was unable to be moved or lifted.

[Tar-Ancalime]

When Tar is about a sleep she hears and screams, "Kem,Dengen,Tal, somebody, something is happening to Cir!" Then she fingers her wounded shoulder I wonder what on earth is wrong with Ciryaher??? Tar thought..

[Talierin]

*Tal hears Tar's screams, and as soon as she can put wizdom down on the table to be used as an operating table, she runs for Cir's room.*

[Kementari]

*screams* just said East Sun stone!

WHAT IN THE HECK DO YOU MEAN

[Talierin]

*Tal stares at Kem, thinking hard. "What the...heck is going on here?"*

[Arathin]

When Arathin had heard the horn call, she had run back to Rivendell with all her strength. But the enemy had gone when she got there. Upon bursting into the healing house, she saw the wounded. Hurriedly, she passed around all the Athales that she had found. Finally, she came to Ciryaher's form. "I do not know this ailment. It is beyond the powers of this ranger to heal, but I can give what aid I can offer." Slowly, she examins Cir's body, but finds nothing.

[Tar-Ancalime]

*looked on in horor at what happend to the homely house*
"what on earth is going on here!!!" she screams

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher's teeth were clenched, and every muscle of his body drawn tight. He hissed, "Someone...has closed...*grunt*...the Gates...........They must be opened......Get out......."

The air began to buzz as he finished these last words.

[Dengen-Goroth]

Dengen sighs bitterl and quickly attends to Tar.
"Do not worry my lady, all shall be fine."
He begin to take out the arrow and as soon as it exits Tar screams and Dengen spins round quickly.
"SOMEONE HURRY FORTH AND GATHER RESTRAINTS!" He yells."Kem please, keep him down, whilst I tend to Tar, I fear it is acase which I did not want to speak of. Woe upon our heads frm Eru above!"

[Arathin]

"I don't know what that means, but I think that we should leave. NOW!" She finishes with a yell as she beings to push people out of Cir's room.

[Tar-Ancalime]

"Is he...dead?" tar asks solemny.She looks sadly at the body of cir. "somethoing is way wrong here,Kementari!" tar screams

[Talierin]

*Tal thinks about this last strange muttering, then goes white. "OH....MY....GOSH..... The Gates of the Sun, somebody's closed them! With them closed, the entire world will go dead cold in about a month!"

[Kementari]

AH-hem

ROMEN Anar gond means east sun stone in Sindarian

Sure i'll keep him down

nevermind

HOLY **** how can you guys post so fast

[Tar-Ancalime]

Cries out,"are we all screwd?" Yes god damnit we are!"

We must forget our differences, and fight to preserve life...can we find the sanity to do so???
*sobs*

[Ciryaher]

Pulses can be seen rippling out of Ciryaher, and there is a buzzing noise that is rising in pitch...

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Elessar, having gone to help against the attack, returns through the window. He is thuroughly bloodsoaked, Durist is steaming with black blood, he tosses it to the floor and comes to Aredhel.
"The attack was a group of orcs out of the Misty Mountains, I captured one, he rambled on of something about dark magic calling them to attack, to save their master!?!? Anyone know anything about a renegade dark wizard running about? Anyways, they have been defeated, the others are on their way back.
He walks over to where Wizdom lies on the floor, he bends down to examine the body. He sits down and looks at the sole of his boot, he pushes on a hidden latch and one side of the heel, the heel slides open, inside are some small blue pills, he gives one to the unconcious Wizdom, making him swollow it, in a few seconds a small amount of greenish liquid bubbles up from his wounds. "the poison is gone." He then drags his pack from the corner of the room, and procedes to make a poltice(sp). "None of the wounds were fatal, dont waste your magic on a Wizdom, he is tough...he'll pull through


He comes to the table Ciryaher is lying on, he examines a moment and looks to Dengen. "Ok, this may sound very strange, but have you ever heard of the East Sunstone? or something of that like? I do beleive it could be the key to this puzzle."

[Talierin]

*"RIDE EVERYONE!!!! Gather up supplies quickly and ride east for all you're worth!!!" Tal grabs her cloak and pack, and runs with the others towards the stable, where she swiftly mounts Talemi and rides off, faster than everyone else.*

[Tar-Ancalime]

is any attempt at all vain, are we to tuck tail and run???
*sobs some more*
I wanna see dengen
*rides even with the poison in her*

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Elessar, one of the few companions left with Ciryaher, hears a cry from one of his men in the field.

*all of Elessar's trolls and orcs are whacked away with the Moderation Stick, with the note: No Orcs/Trolls yet*

He takes one look back at Ciryaher, and jumps out the window with everyone who is left

[Talierin]

Tar dearie, you have a mint poultic on your wound which will remove the poison...

[Tar-Ancalime]

shut up! Wheres dengen???

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Quickly, you two (points at wizdom and Tal) go to Fornost and tell them their emporer is captured, take the fornost army to the Weather Hills, And you two (Kem and Tar) Go to Annuminas and rally the army there, bring them also to the weather hills, please dont argue! Dengen, I suggest you go and look for something on the sun stone thingy, you are lord of the East! Looks at Arathin, you come with me if you wish, I am off to Himring, there are great books there, looks also to Aredhel, you should come too, you can translate them faster than I!

[Talierin]

Too late elessar, I'm already on my way to the sunstone, as are most of us. Tar and Kem are the only ones left, I think.

[Arathin]

Elessar I'll go with you.

Arathin pulls her horse up beside him.

What must I do?

[Ciryaher]

The room in which Ciryaher was lying explodes, sending fragments of wood and stone rocketing through the air.

The dust clears, and the sounds die down. Ciryahers staggers out of the wreckage and looks down at the others. "Must make haste! Gates shut! The Sun fears, and I feel her anxiety. Let us ride!"

Ciryaher forgets his location and steps into the air, falling to the ground with a surprised wail. Getting up and dusting himself off, he grins sheepishly. "Let us not be overly hasty, though. We must make plans to go to the Gates and discover what is amiss. If they are not opened, the sun will be trapped in the Pass Between the Gates! We must act quickly, for I can only coax the Sun to remain in the sky for so long..."

[Arathin]

"You mean the sun is going to crash into the earth!?! Quickly, let us make haste."

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Turns Bill while hearing Ciryaher's voice. He rides over, thinking little of Ciryahers sanity level at the moment. He pickes the injured man up and onto the back of the saddle. They ride tward Annuminas. Ciryaher, are the gates in Aman? He doesnt expect an answer, "I suspect you will want off in Annuminas, do you wish me to stay with you?

[Talierin]

*Tal hears cir's room explode, then reigns her horse around. Returning, she sees Cir standing in the midst of the wreckage, and rides over, pulling him up on Talemi with her. "Glad to see you've returned!"*

[Ciryaher]

Ciryaher is slightly confused, and scratches his helmet at all the voices suddenly speaking to him.

"Let me regain all of my strength, and I can bring us near to the Great Eastern Sea. Let me rest!"

[Kementari]

Slightly confused................

[Ciryaher]

Dismounts whoever's horse he had been tossed onto and sits down.

"Most of you know how that there were two gates when the world was flat, and that the Sun and Moon passed through them to travel quickly under Ea. After the world was bent, the Sun and Moon did not have to travel under Ea, but instead went around it. The gates remain, though...invisible to all of those who are not born in Valinor. Those who know the Sun--the Heliomancers--can also see these gates, and our powers are sent amok when these gates are interfered with."

Ciryaher pauses to make sure everyone is following his path of thought.

[Eomer Dinmention]

*Eomer sees Cir standing alone, he then goes near Cir he takes out his staff and forms a fortress around Cir while he defends himself from the Group of Orcs

[Arathin]

"Go on Ciryaher. What do we have to do? Where must we go?" Arathin looks from Ciryaher to Elessar and back again.

[Aerin]

*A thundering of hooves beating against the hardened earth reaches those congregates about Ciryaher. Dismounting quickly, she leaves her horse standing on its own and walks to where Ciryaher rests.*

"What can be done? I have felt the earth tremble, and I heard a terrible noise, as if something exploded. I also noticed the sky darkening, so I rode my horse to find the cause of these strange happenings."

[Eomer Dinmention]

*Eomer continues to defend Cir for the group of Orcs
"Take Cir away from here unless you want him to feel even more greater pain when he suffers from a arrow throught his head"

"Get him out of here now i don't know if my powers can hold any more"

[Ciryaher]

*OOC: Eomer...what the bloody hell are you talking about? There are no orcs about! Please read more closely*

I am nearly rested. You all must touch the stone I gave to Aredhel, then link arms. I can move us all at the same time, but I will need to rest for a long while once we are as far as I can bring us.

But we must cross the Dividing Sea into the Eastlands...how will we do this? Will we acquire boats and sail across or wait about 2 months until I regain enough strength to transports us again?

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Everyone looks around, Elessar isnt there. There is a note pinned on the back of Ciryaher's cloak, it is in Elessar's handwriting-

Wait for me at the eastern shore, a day or two, no more.

[Aredhel]

"I will not leave,"she says firmly,"This is my home, and I will stay here and defend it with all my strength. You forget I came over the Sea, from Valinor. If anything dares set foot in Rivendell, or if anything happens to it, it will feel the wrath of what I am, and what I was, when I came over from the Blessed Realm."She turns to everyone," If you want to leave, go now,"

[Valar]

((Damn i missed alot!))

* Valar staggers out of the dark covered in blood*

" I will go if you need my help, i will go"

" Though i am weary from battle, i have enough energy for this."

[Aredhel]

She reaches into her pouch, and withdraws the sphere,"Here," she says, extends her hand to the nearest person," I will stay here."

[Valar]

*Looks around at rivendell*

"My fair friend, look at rivendell, i do not think it has ever been in such a situation"

[Aredhel]

"No. it has not," she says sadly," Not even during the Dark Years. This is the home I have know for Three Ages. Go," she commands," save yourselves."

[Wizdom]

Wizdom gets up shaking slightly, holding a dark cloth to his wounds. "I will not let you die alone!" at that moment, hundreds of wolfs run into rivendell fleeing from something. "Ice..." says wizdom as the litle wolf jumps onto his shoulder. "What can be done?" asked one of the larger wolfs.

[Mithrandir]

****Geez gone for one night and look what happen's ******


This is what I have been doing through all this:
After helping Talerin w/ Wizdom, Mithrandir had put forth all his healing power into Ciryaher. He then left w/ Talerin, but came back w/ her after they heard Ciryaher's explosion. He then listened to his story.

Now I have come to a conclusion, "I will go w/ Ciryaher to stop this evil, but some must stay here in Rivendell, for it is under much danger, I can feel it. I think Dain Ironfoot should stay, he is a White Wizard and should be very useful here. My power is needed w/ Ciryaher though. How long do you need My Lord until you are ready to go? I suggest all who want to help him, state so and prepare yourselves."

[Tar-Ancalime]

*looks amazed*
Wizdom, you're alive! And Ciryaher,what was happening???
I will stay in rivendell along with the kind elf, Arhedel(sp?)

[Valar]

*Valar stands up with a stern look his face*

" I would indeed like to come and help on such a nobel mission. But i think only a small amount should go as there is much terrible danger around now.
I pledge my life to the task.

[Aredhel]

"You are all very kind,"she says, realizing that some meant to stay. "I was prepared to defend Imladris myself, if need be. But I can see you love this place too. I will not let Rivendell fall to pieces."

[Tar-Ancalime]

I will guard and protect with you,Arhedel, the last somewhat homely house (in light of recent events) and the peaches!!!!!!!(this is strange i'm the dark queen and i'm assisiting with protecting the last homeley house)

[Aredhel]

"Thank you,"she says, smiling gratefully.

[Ciryaher]

"I should not fear for Imladris. It is in the East in which things are amiss, and there they shall stay. You are now protected by Arnor, Lady Aredhel. My Knight, Aerin, has a sturdy garrison in Rhudaur--the land in which Rivendell sits. You need fear no invasion."

Ciryaher takes the stone from Aredhel and holds it in his palm.

"Now everyone who wishes to come, touch the stone and link hands in a circle."

[Valar]

"You are indeed brave fair lady of rivendell"

"I can see hard times ahead for all, the world is no longer safe at the moment"

[Aredhel]

"I shall not fear no more, Ciryaher, your words bring me comfort."

[Tar-Ancalime]

*looks around*
where did my peaches go???

[Dain Ironfoot]

Dain stands firm and remembers something!!

"hey all there is an elf on the iland if himling, he goes by the name of juft- defrot if you can find him he can teleport you acrose the sea. He will make you pay though....."

[Tar-Ancalime]

cool, there those peaches are.
*looks at dain*
You know strange people

[Mithrandir]

Mithrandir puts one hand on the stone and the other he takes up w/ Ciryaher waiting for the others to join and be teleported.

[Valar]

*Valar stands and shoulders his pack*

"I am ready"

*touches the stone*

[Tar-Ancalime]

Bye, have fun saving the world!!!
*munches on peach*
Here Arhedel, take a peach you'll feel better

[Dain Ironfoot]

can I have one?

[Dain Ironfoot]

"It not that I dont want to stay here but I am the white of yellow... I mean you guys need me, you know it!" Dain says doing his best poor me act.

[Kementari]

I'll go with you, you'll need someone with intelligence in the party :D (what?! this is still the Rivendell thread so i can be silly if i want to) :p


*touches the stone, then takes Cirs hand*

[Valar]

*Staring around at the other people*

" Well seeing as were going to be standing here for a while, shall we think of a name for ourselves. The fellowship of the..... Or something more inventive?"

[Valar]

Last one of tonight.

*Hand on the hilt of his sword and stars up at the darkning sky*

" I wonder if we will make it in time"

[Aredhel]

Calls out to them,"Farewell!! MAy the Star of Earendil guide you to your destination

[Nimawae's hope]

"Wait a moment!" Nimawae's hope runs up, her right arm bleeding. "I intend to go with you. Even though Ciryaher and I have our differences, it must be put aside for now. I am coming with you!"

Mithrandir protests,"I don't know what you've been doing, but you are hurt. Stay here and be healed."

She sighs in an exasperated tone it is a clean cut, and besides I rarely use my right arm. So it is of no matter. You may need me before this is over." She touches the stone and links arms with the others.

[Arathin]

Suddenly, Arathin steps out of the shadows. "I am going with you, Ciryaher. I want to know what Elessar is doing." She links arms and touches the stone.

[Aerin]

"I shall also join!"

*Aerin reaches out and touches the stone.*

"When shall we depart? I am ready to battle if need be."

*Aerin looks over at Tsornin, who walks over to her. Unslinging Gonturan from her back, she moves her sword to her side, so it will be ready at a moment's notice. After untying her bow and quiver from Tsornin's saddle, she straps both across her back, then joins hands with the others.*

[Arathin]

"Are you rest enough, Ciryaher? If you are let us leave, and fix the problem."

[Talierin]

*Talierin checks to make sure she has everything she'll need, then touches the stone, linking arms with Mithers and the other person she's next to.*

[Dengen-Goroth]

Dengen moves quickly, a dark fire burning in his eyes.
"I know of this, well one may say. The east is my land, and i am no stranger to her miths and lore, nor her unknown shadows. She is my land, and I know the roads well. I shall not join in the immediate party, I shall meet you all at your destination, though if you wish it, I may remain. If it is to the eastern shore you go, I may provide fine ships from my allies. For that I shall travel by seed, my Maetha is offspring by line of Shadowfax, and though none can now in this time beat that great horse, maetha rides very quickly none the less. I ride!"
Dengen smiles at all and swiftly mounts Maetha. The Horse neighs loudly, and Dengen speaks Grasps the stone.
"If ever you have need of me before your arrival, I shall now know. I am with this party, though an errend awaits me."
Soon enough the horse is distante, and then unseen and unheard.

[Dain Ironfoot]

Dain with Ax in hand runs up and puts his hand on the stone and says " Yall' ant' leavn' me behind!!"

[Eomer Dinmention]

**I"m gone for half a day and i have to read 20 posts geez*


"So many people are going, I see that Cir will be in good hands, many wise people who i admire as much as i would like to go and help and learn new things. I will stay and protect Rivendell and so will the army of Rohan"

*Eomer then takes out his sword Ecthilonder and his staff

"I shall stand with Adrehel and protect her beautiful home"

[Wizdom]

They then noticed that wizdom was talking hurridly to the wolf chieften, Quarwk. "I have bad news." wizdom said sternly. "My K-9 friends have told me that A large number of orcs is surrounding the woods as we speak." he said.

[Ciryaher]

"All that wish to come may not be ready, but I will begin the process," says Ciryaher, closing his eyes and looking up. He begins a slow chant in a strange tongue. All of those touching Ciryaher and the stone begin to glow faintly, and feel a tingling sensation throughout their bodies. If they were to look upon eachother or themselves, they appear translucent.

[Arathin]

"Amazing." breathes Arathin, carefull not to brake Cir's consentration.

[Ciryaher]

"We must depart!" cries Ciryaher, "Farewell! And may Eru guide us!"

Those standing in the circle were distressed to see their bodies be torn apart molecule by molecule (to use an anachronistic term...) and hurled into darkness. Bystanders saw the groups' bodies become blobs of light, and then merge. The mass became a pillar, and then shot straight into Ilwe, and then arced eastwards out of sight...

[Arathin]

*sweet i always wanted to be shot throu space molecularly*

[Eomer Dinmention]

*Eomer takes out his bow & arrows he then spots an orc and then shoots the arrow right throught its head

"The orcs are coming"

*Eomer then goes infront of the party to protect them
he then forms a wall of energy to stop the orcs



This is what i like killing orcs

[Aredhel]

"I do not know if it can hold long. Orcs nowadays area stronger than in the Third Age. ....And there is something behind them," she says to Eomer. She takes her long white knife from its simple scabbard, and prepares to fight till the death. Takes a bow from a nearby wall, and fits an arrow to its string, ready to release it.

"I have not used one of these in 'ages'," she says grimly, waiting for Eomer's command.

[Nimawae's hope]

*As the ring of companions appear to melt together, Nimawae's hope listens to the sounds that become obvious to her ears. It seemed as though all of their voices had mingled and become one. There was a sound of hauntingly beautiful music, and wailing at the same time. She suddenly realized that her own voice had become a part of the song. Her mind seemed to be mingling with those around her, and she began to since fear, hope, determination,and confusion. Where were they going, and how long would it take to get there? How odd that she trusted Ciryaher enough now to allow him to carry them to who knows where.*
"It doesn't matter. If we are killed during this mission, then so be it. It cannot be helped, this evil is too great. It must be fought with courage." *With that she hardened her heart to all fear and doubt, but she held little hope of ever returning.*

[Wizdom]

Wizdom barked out orders to his wolf friends. "Slingers in the front followed by archers. Slingers once you fire get down and reload, Archers fire when there down." he shouted. he drew his sword. "Let us fight! For Rivendell!" he sprang foword and hacked at the orcs as they aproached. "GLORY'S SHORRRRRRRRRREEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" he screamed his battle cry.

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Elessar comes out on bill and dismounts in a hurry beside Aredhel. There is one thing those orcs still remember, though, he said with a grin. He walked over to Bill and took from his saddle a cloth, he unfurrled it and hung it from a broken lance that was lying on the ground, it blazed in the sunlight, the standard of Elendil that Elessar I took to battle long ago. The orcs stood in their tracks, amazed to see the emblem that haunted their dreams for years upon uncounted years. They turned back to the surrounding woods in dismay, but they were not defeated, and would probably return soon.

[Aredhel]

She puts down her bow,"It reminds me of what we had in keeping here."

She thinks out loud," I wonder where the Flame of the West is? I have not heard of it for years, not since Aragorn was here."

"The Spear of Gil-galad was a mighty weapon. But it was lost at the end of the Second Age. I wonder what came of it? I remember when Gil-galad and Elendil went to battle. Sadle, I never saw them again."

[Wizdom]

At the sound of Aragorn's name, wizdom flinched. "You speak of my farther.... he died when i was very young." he said with a pained look on his face.

[Aredhel]

She turns, slightly startled,"I had no idea. The last time Aragorn visited here, he made no mention of a son. But how could that be. There are no records! But it is possible. And it did happen." She smiles slightly, remembering a far gone memory.

"Arwen and Eowyn weren't the only ones to fall in love with him."

[Dengen-Goroth]

Well now, looks like you must be quie an old man Wizdom, for we are near the end of the fourth age, and Aragorn lived many man's span ago. Also Ellesar claims lineage, so beware.

[Aredhel]

"Elessar is feisty man, I would listen to Dengen, and beware of him."

[Tar-Ancalime]

"Lovely!we're surrounded by orcs!"
*protects her peaches*
"Dengen I bid you farewell my dearest and luck on your quest!"
*blows a kiss*

[Dengen-Goroth]

I'll be back home soon my lady! Dengen says as he rides of.

[Tar-Ancalime]

*looks longily as she waves*
goodbye she mutters under her breath

[Aredhel]

Looks towards where Tar-Ancalime is looking,"If there is orcs surrounding this place, grab a weapon or throw those peaches you have there(lol)." Jumps towards Tar-Ancalime,"Speaking of peaches...I'm hungry."

[Tar-Ancalime]

Not the peaches!NOOOO!
I do have the power of Electricity,I can explode them away!

*throws peach to arhedel*

[Aredhel]

"Thanks," she says, catching it and biting."It's good."

[Tar-Ancalime]

"and also i meant to give you this*throws peach jam jar at elf* but i stopped to talk to *sniff*dengen"

[¤-Elessar-¤]

that is pleasn't ladies, but really, do you think we might get back behind the walls of Rivendell, we do have a rather large mess to clean up, and a few surprises to make for our "guests"

[Aerin]

*As Aerin's molecules are flying through space, one of her thoughts is about her horse, Tsornin.*

How will Tsornin handle having his molecules recklessly scrambled then sent through space?

*Aerin also wonders what malignant villian could have been so vile as to lock the Gates of the Sun.*

Such a dastardly deed requires more than mere ill will. The strength of our foe must be great to have had the power to close the fabled Gates of the Sun. Our destination is not clear, yet neither is our foe. To what unseen future do we hurtle toward?

*As her molecules heedlessly hurl onward, another thought crosses her mind.*

How am I thinking? If indeed it is my molecules that are being transported individually, then how can I ponder the question of the great enemy?

OOC: Are we there yet?? :D

[Eomer Dinmention]

*Eomer puts his bow down
"i will get some of my men"

*Eomer then teleports to Rohan to fetch 10 men
"i'm a wizard remember lol"

*Eomer then teleports back to Rohan to get 20 men

"i think 30 is enough my men can handle 10 arcs each"

*Eomer spots a group or 5 orcs coming closer. He waves to an archer and the archer shoots the 5 orcs in the eye

"See they are really good. It is hard for us to find them, they hide behind trees and they can come anytime"

*Eomer then takes out his wand "I am sorry Adrehel" he then waves it and the trees start burning "i know how much you love trees even if there outside of Rivendell but i must do this unless you want your friends die"

[Tar-Ancalime]

*screams The peaches while running into the homely house, blowing up afew orcs on her way in*
I made it!

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Elessar screams for Eomer and his men to get behind the gates. When they were all behind the walls he pulled on the lever, lowering the giant metal gate and closing the great wooden ones.

"Eomer, I do suggest, get your archers to the wall...it looks like we have a good hundred or so men here, I just wish I knew how many were outside."

Elessar, with Eomer and Aredhel, climb to the top of the ramparts. Elessar looks into the gloom below. He sighs.

"It would seem that with the waning of the sun the orcs have become quite adventurous, there is probably a good thousand down there. And I do fear that more shall come with the departure of the sun. We will have to hold the walls until help comes, the odds are too great in their favor. (stops to think) Aredhel... do you have any messenger birds?

[Tar-Ancalime]

Looks at elessar,
"you look stressed!"
*cries from all her peaches being lost*

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Ok, anyone seen Wizdom? Where did he and his wolves go to?
Eomer, we should set up a watch for the night, otherwise orcs might sneak in and steal Tar's peaches :rolleyes:

[Tar-Ancalime]

Do NOT say such horrid things!!!!:p
*:( my peaches*

No i haven't seen wizdom for afew pages

[Eomer Dinmention]

OK then Ellesar

Tonight i will stay out for watch if any orcs come i will kill them but if there are too many for me(which i don't think there will be) then i will call everyone up

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Ok, then, Wizdom (wherever you are) go and watch over the east wing, nearer to the mountains, the orcs have probably alread came around to the western side, but you can keep a lookout for their re-enforcements. Aredhel and Tar, you should go to the highest point in Rivendell and see what you can from there. Dain, go to the northern side, which is mostly woodland, if you they dont attack the front they will probably attack there, so be careful. Eomer, you and a few of your men should probably watch the front gate (western wing). You do have your horn to call for help, right? I shall go and set up a post on the southern side, may luck be with you all.

[Tar-Ancalime]

kk,elessar
*brings peaches up with her*
Elessar, can I blow up orcs from here???

[Dain Ironfoot]

Dain sees a large group of orks and uses a large lighning bolt to set them a flame, then he blasts there brains out with a phsy atack.

[Tar-Ancalime]

Dain give me a chance too!
*blows up some orcs*

[Eomer Dinmention]

Ok Ellesar

*Eomer takes out his staff and bow he then waves his staff and a group of 20 orcs appear Eomer and his men kills them all in 2 seconds. We need some warm up orcs

*Eomer then see some orcs drawing nearer, He then shoots 10 in a row and then lets his men to fire at them

"Men have some fun i want you all to shoot them in a hand then legs then shoot them in a head, have some fun while it lasts"

[Dain Ironfoot]

dain keeps spinnin' spinnin' like a horny wiener dog

[¤-Elessar-¤]

The mimic orcs of Eomer were done in short order, and no more orcs had approached the dwarf. The companions sat long at their posts, fighting off sleep.The friends at rivendell stood watch throughout most of the evening and early night, near to 1 o'clock in the morning the orcs set upon Rivendell. They came at first from the unlooked side, the eastern wing, where Wizdom stood watch, They carried ropes with evil looking hooks that let them easily scale the walls of the ancient city. Wizdoms horn echoed in the distance, the second time in two days. The assault was not great, 'twas only a small section of the orc force. Eomer's men were there in short order to assist Wizdom, and they beat off the attacking orcs, and the wolves proceded to tear the ropes from the hooks, the only way in now was either to scale the trees at the northern side (and then to try to jump the wall) wich would be costly to the orcs, or to come and battle at the main gate. This was in part good, for a small company of good fighters could hold the gates for long hours. The friends met in the council chambers, and began to discuss how they were to hold the gate.

"Well, there are too many to meet at open combat, they now have near to two thousand, and we have nearly three hundreds. Can you, Tar and Aredhel, confirm this?
Our best option now is to hold the gate and hope to Eru that help arrives. We should take watch at the gate in shifts, I shall volunteer to take the first watch. You should all go and try to get some rest, I fear it will be long before I am to rest.

[Eomer Dinmention]

*Eomer then returns to the Front Gate smiling because he loves killing orcs

*Eomer tries to sleep but he can't. "Ellesar i can't go to sleep, I'm going to do something that always cheers me up

*Eomer takes out his wand and waves it around and then 10 Mimics of Pj appears, Eomer then takes out his sword and starts killing all of them heheheheheheheheheheheh hahahahhahaahahahahhahahaahhahaha

Eomer then waves out his staff and makes a nice cappacino

He then goes next Ellesar

"So there are alot of Orcs out there if we can't hold on then i will go get some more men, but for now i will have pleasure killing the orcs. Ellesar so since everything is all well will you consider being my 3rd Captain"

*Eomer then spots an Orc coming near the wall, Eomer then spills his coffee onto the orc and the Orc burns into ash

"what a waste of Coffee"

[¤-Elessar-¤]

hey, where'd you get coffee from?
Elessar takes one of the fake PJ heads and turns it into rubber
basketball anyone?

Eomer, I accept the title of 3rd captain of Rohan, but I cannot reside there, I still have to help my people on Himring. That is if we ever get out of here.

"At that moment an arrow comes wizzing between the two friends, and a signal flare is lit on the watchtower. Elessar and Eomer both reach up to blow their horns, in the middle of their call a defening roar fills their ears, the sound of a battering ram hitting the gates of Rivendell echoes through the night.

[Tar-Ancalime]

yes, about as doomful

*hears horn*
can you be any louder!:rolleyes: and orcs dammit!
*blows up a line of orcs with her powers*

[Eomer Dinmention]

*Eomer waiting for Ellesar to reply he then teleports back to Rohan to check if everythings alright. He then takes some Archers and Swordsman. He returns to Rivendell with his men. He then teleports back to Rohan and gathers more men and returns with them. He now has an army of 80 men who can each take out 10 to 20 men which adds up to about 800- 1600 orcs dead. Eomer teleports back to Rohan to get some horses.

Eomer now has

80 archers which will stay behind the walls( like snipers) .

Eomer talks to his Captains
" ok there are orcs infront of our walls we don't know how many there are. Everyone i want 15 men to stay with Adrehel, protect her and don't let anything happen to her, sacrafise your lives for her for you will see the beauty of Adrehel. I want 15 men to stay with Dain. Do not take orders from him he will be drunk most of the time. Make sure he makes the right desicion about what his going to do, stop him if you have to and report to me. 10 men with Tar and Don't touch her peaches. I want 15 men with Wizdom. 20 men with Ellesar and I want the 5 Captains to stay here with me.

Ok one thing tell your men that do not take orders from anyone besides your Captain and Me. Or of Ellesars men that i am sending him i want them to OBey every word he says and Adrehels men make sure they obey her too. One thing if Dain if being stupid, about to kill himself take him to me.

My orders are that tell your men. Kill all of the Orcs they can see and make sure they don't get within 5 meters of the Wall. If they do then tell them to blow their horns.
I wan't the Captains to report to me everyday."

*Eomer then returns to Ellesar and tells him what he has done. He then waits for Ellesars answer

[Dain Ironfoot]

A very UN-DRUNK Dain teleports to Gabil-dum and gets 50 of his best ax men.

Ok 5 on the west side, 5 on the east, 5 on the west, and 5 on the north.

I want 2 of you to be Aredhel's body gards.

I want 10 to go to Eomer and do whatever he says, he is a wise man.

I want the other 28 to come with me to the grand gate!!!!

[¤-Elessar-¤]

Thank you Eomer, I do suggest everyone take their men to the front gate, but do keep on the lookout, the ram might just be a distraction.
At that moment they feel a warm breeze come over Rivendell, but it was not pleasnt. It had the foul stench of burning gas and of rot and decay. Elessar looked about wildly, searching for fire somewhere, when just beyond the gate a glow appeared.
".....Balr-" before he could spit the rest of the word out the gates exploded in a firey mess, the Balrog stood where the gates had been, and he cleared the dust with a great roar that sent echoes into the hills. A roar went up from those hills, and a reply came from what seemed to be thousands of orcs. The companions, caught off guard, looked in astonishment at the creature of evil and fire that stood before them. Elessar shook his head, the first to regain his composure, and he reached into his pocket, pulling out a blue stone. He let one of his own tears fall to it, for he was thinking of the bloodshed of brave men that was soon to follow. The stone lit up in blue brilliance, it floated, as of it's own acord, into the air. And a look of near fear came into the eyes of the monster. The stone raced through the air, burying itself into an eye of the balrog. His fire went out, and from his body spurted water, clean and clear as the streams of Valinor. The balrog then became the water, foul and evil. And the two waters fought a great battle before the beleagured companions, until at last the evil was defeated, one more balrog was forever gone from this earth.
"The stone was a Feagaer, designed by feanor to vanquish balrogs of Morgoth. But, alas, they were only to be used once, and that 'twas the last of them, and they are far beyond anyone's skill to make anew.
Now, out of your shock and to the gates (blowes his horn to awaken all of the warriors in Rivendell). Behold, the enimy sets in, draw your swords, do not waist precious magic until utmost need is upon you!"

[Aredhel]

Stands tall on the walls of Rivendell, bow and arrow ready. The ring on her finger glowing white, and then the arrow glows white too.

"Let that Balrog come and mess with a Noldor from Valinor,"she says angerly, suche as no one heard from her.

"I have not seen one of these since the end of the Dark Years," she says, and takes aim.

Thinks, then, setting her bow and arrow down, withdraws a long white knife. Flings back her cloak and reveals the Spear of Gil-galad, which she had in her keeping all along. She prepares to fling herself to the ground to defend Rivendell.

[¤-Elessar-¤]

The companions and their troops fought without rest through the night, of their brave deeds songs were made and stories told. The men of Eomer held the gatehouse, and those who survived and were not of his men said they could read a grim determination in their eyes. The dwarves of Dain sang as they slew, for orcs feld before their hearty laughs. The wolves of Wizdom came out of dark corners and unlit alleys, becomeing the most fierce warriors of the night. The elves of Aredhel, although small in number, fought of the like of their forefathers, slaying orcs by the tens and twenties. And yet, as the companions fought on and on, the tide of their foes seemed never to break, and tward morning they had become saundered groups, fighting for their survival in the small places in Rivendell, and indeed all hope seemed to be lost. Then, as they remembered that the sun would not be coming back over the eastern horizon, they heard that which gave them new hope, a horn calling from the hills, a horn of Numenor. Some hundred or so of Elessars kinsmen from Himring set upon the orcs outside of the walls, and someone else had to be with them, for the orcs were diving into their own weapons just to be away of whatever dreadful force was with them. A white light shone from the field, and a cool breeze, that smelled of sweet flowers, blew upon the companions, they all set upon their foes anew, Tar-Ancalime was renowned in this, for she came out of the great hall of Rivendell, arms raised and fists glowing. The orcs of the Misty Mountains indeed regreted leaving their queen, for in that hour she sent many of them to their grave. When the orcs finnaly broke the companions went in search of Elessar, whom they had supposed was with his men, but they found him not. They learned from Eomers Archers that throughout the night they had heard Durist whistling outside of the walls, near a small stream. The companions followed the stream until they found a great mound of orcs, some 6 or 7 hundredes. The faces and bodies of the orcs seem to had been trampled after their deaths, and they found that the mound was a ring, with a near empty center, and in that center they found the bodies of Eomer's men, whom had been assigned to Elessar, and they found there also Durist, the sword of Elessar, but of the man himself they found no trace, save footprints that showed how he must had fought long after his guard fell. Elessar's brother, Bregor, picked up the sword and wraped it in a cloth, they mourned long for their kinsman, but at length set out for home.

[Aredhel]

Having fought in a group sundered from the rest and the elves around her slain, she dropped her bow and knife, and sought to look for the rest of the companions. Having found many brave elves dead, she cast her cloak over her face, and climbed the north tower in Rivendell. She stood on the pinnacle, and looked in all directions for Elessar, and the tears shone on her face as she openly wept.

[¤-Elessar-¤]

And even as the lady wept she saw Elessar's Cirya fly overhead, and it dissapeared over the Misty Mountains in a matter of seconds, Now indeed they knew that they would have to re-fortify Rivendell, and stock it with a garison that could repel armies that came from the mountians, for barely half of the orcs that had assailed Rivendell had been defeated, the rest had fled, with their prisoner. The men of Rohan were reduced to a mere 25. The dwarves of Dain had received losses also, regardless of their fearlessness in battle. Of them, only 35 were left. Of the hundred or so elven warriors that had come into the frey, only 30 were left. The wolves had faired best, fighting in their way, and had only lost ten or twenty. But the cost seemed cheap indeed, one would say, for nigh on two and a half thousands of orcs lay dead. And nearly a whole troop of 30 mountian trolls, for the trolls had fought most against the fierce dwarves. As the men and women mourned in the grey haze of the early morning, they heard feet and hoves approaching. There came people from Enedwaith, the faithful of Elessar, come to help Rivendell heal its wounds. And also came a few elves from Lindon, and a few dwarves from the caves of Rohan, and a few wanderers of the lands of Hollin and Rhudaur. They all came to help Rivendell. The people nelt upon the ground before the pinnacle, paying homage to the lady of Rivendell.

they awaited her command

[Aredhel]

She turned to face them, and looked down, tears still in her eyes.

"Friends of Rivendell," she said, her voice rising so that all could hear,"I had hoped that, before this battle, I could have sent a messenger to the Grey Havens, so that an elvish army could be mustered, such as no one had seen, except a few, since the defeat of Sauron in the dark Years. I know a few of you had come from there. I hoped for many, but as the darkness still grows, I could see why. Now if we re-enforce Rivendell before another battle, we could stop their attack for sure. We must do the best we can, without the help of Elessar, wherever he may be."

She awaits the response of the crowds

She whispers to herself,"I have seen one other battle so bloody....The Battle of Unnumbered Tears."

[¤-Elessar-¤]

A small and scared looking man comes running up to King Eomer, He is a servant from his house in Rohan.
"Your magesty, this stone spoke last night, it bade me to bring it to you," he said, looking confused and scared. The stone began to glow in the hands of the poor little man. He droped it and ran with a yelp behind the nearest log, only to find a rather large dead orc, he then preceded to faint.
Eomer walked up and lifted the Palantri from the ground, he looked into it and saw Elessar's face, he was in a dark wood, trees were flying by, he was on a horse.
"Eomer, are you there? That servant must run very fast. Anyways, how do you all fair this morning? I have seen great dangers in the east, and I am soon to ride there. I am using a small gem to help to amplify my silver wizard powers, and it may put a small strain on yours. Do not be angered at this, for it is in the upmost need. Aredhel, the orcs are planning another assault, but are going to take some time to lick their wounds. I do not know who is in rule of Arnor now, or I would tell you to ask them for assistance...what? a crowd of people? well then, in that case I would suggest you put the good people to work, I do beleive that there is a secret armory somewhere in Rivendell, the weapons will be a little old, but most helpfull if you can find it. It doesnt house anyweapons of mass distruction or power, but the swords are elven and eversharp. Dain?I suggest you go back to Gabil-Dum. A great battle is being waged in the north, and they are in panic without you.
*The trees stop flying from behind Elessar's head, he stops and looks back into the stone.
"I must go now, may Illutivar be with you."

[Tar-Ancalime]

I like battles!:D

Tar walked up and set her hands apound the shoulders of Aredhel and Eormer. She looked powerful and mighty and said,
"Aredhel, we will not let rivendell fall to the evil hands that it will try to grasp it. From every evil, (this sounds funny) we will defend and God willing triumph!" Tar turns normal and goes to check on her peaches (just keeping the humor:p )


Says her battle cry:Freedom!!!!!!!!!!!! (ok it's william wallaces)

[Wizdom]

Wizdom had been gone a very long time, when he returned, he was very bloody, arrows were in him, a dagger had been stabbed into his thigh, and a very larg gash on his gut made them guess what had happened. "The...... East..." was all he managed to say before he collapsed.

[Tar-Ancalime]

"No, not again dammit! you just got up wizdom" Tar screems. Tar thinks wait i have a cure..i know..Peaches . and she gives wizdom a few peaches. Wizdom arises.
"Aredhel, do you have any healing skills, damn why do all the healers go away???Eormer,can you do some healing??"

[Dain Ironfoot]

Dain sensing mith's new power level, he knew what he had to do... Everyone around him gasped as dain started to glow a pale white hue. The light getting brighter and brighter every second. Untill you could not make out dain anymore. Then there was a huge boom and the light was gone. Were Dain was standing was a tall almost elvin figure, he had dwarven like build, but the grace and hight of an elf. He was wearing a mithril mail top, and golden armor. There was one thing that stood out the most, a mithril crown of old. It had 3 of the magiced stones of old that were thought to be lost. He still was glowing a pale yellow. The orks, kings, lords, and even the peaches stoped to stare at the grace and raw power of this new figure.

"I too am in my final form, I advise all of you with the power to do the same..." he said in an almost musical voice.

He pulled out an elvin long bow that the lady of the wood gave him herself. He shoots 4 orks with 3 arrows.

"I now am at my peak and will fight to the death."

He then puts his bow down and takes out his double headed battle ax. He wields the ax as if they were part of him. He runs into group of Orks and with one fluid movement, beheads them all.h

[Wizdom]

(Sorry gotta leave this rp... its to complicated, and i fell to far behind. see ya! Just act like i was never here!)

[Tar-Ancalime]

After healing (partly) wizdom. she fights (agian). Blows up a dozen or so orcs slices a few orcs and throws some daggers.
"is it just me or do these people never want to leave us alone!"

[Aredhel]

Picks up her knife from the ground, and gets ready to fight to the death.

[¤-Elessar-¤]

ooc: um...did I miss something? We drove off the orcs last night. I do suggest you quit scaring the people who came here to help. And Dain, if those are supposed to be simarils...well....they cant, it violates a RP rule.

[Tar-Ancalime]

when Tar sees an orc behind Aredhel she blows it up even though Tar got a gash in her leg from another orc. but shrugs the wound off stabbing the orc to death (die,die ,die ,die so on and so forth) And thinks
nothing beats killing something with your own hand by stabbing

[Aredhel]

Blindly tosses away the knife. Gets busy repairing some damage.

[Tar-Ancalime]

yells to Aredhel, "see anymore of those damned orcs??" While bandaging her leg

[Dain Ironfoot]

no Ellessar, I know that. If you read the sil. it says that the simaril was just 1 of the magiced stone that were created, but then lost. So this doesn't violat any rules...

[Aredhel]

What do you mean violating rules?

[Tar-Ancalime]

guy's rp 15 is really kick ass these are conversations for the disusion

[Eomer Dinmention]

*****i'm gone for a day and Ellesar has killed my men, gees, Wizdom has left and Dain has revealed his true form yeah right, you know i don't need to reveal my real form yet i will do it when the times comes but for now i am still a POWERFUL White Wizard *****

*Eomer walks up to Tar and then takes one of her Peaches and squeeses the juice on her cut. He then raises his hand over her cut and starts to heal it till it get better

Eomer then feeling Tars hand on his shoulder

"I will reveal myself when there is no other choices and I will fight until Rivendell will stay peaceful again for i am A White Wizard of the Silver Wizards and the King of Rohan no one will defeat me.
Dain go and find your wizards and tell them to teleport here i will do the same too"

Eomer then bows at Adrehel "fear not Lady of Rivendell i will protect you and Rivendell until everything is right i will not leave you but now i must go and i will bring so more men"

Eomer disappears




Oh Ellesar since you TOOK SOME OF MY POWERS you now have the power to teleport so go and teleport where you want to go

Use it wisely the first time i used them i teleported where a group of orcs were but i killed them lol

[Dain Ironfoot]

dain bow and in a flash he is gone. He is back in 5 min and has his yellow wizards and 50 more dwarven ax men.

[Aredhel]

"Like many," she says,"I fear another attack. Will not someone ride to the Grey Havens? Unless under attack, they surely will help us. I do not think Eomer's men will be enough. Please everyone, do what you can. I have just had an evil sense of foreboding."

She turns to face everyone,"Will not someone go? One who is swift so that they may return, and like that day so long ago, bring an elvish army out of the West? If no one will go, then I will go myself. Someone! Bring me Asfaloth!!"

Sits down,"Something greater is at work in the mountains, greater than Sauron in the Second Age. We will need all the help we can get.

Waits for Eomer to return.

[Tar-Ancalime]

"We must prepare, double the supports on the walls, or at least rebuild some of the wall. Get archers in the forests leading to rivendell and bring the invaders down by suprise. Load the catapults! And protect the peaches god dammit!"

*walks to eomer*

"Eomer, you do not need to show your power until the time is nigh apoun us, if you wish not even then. But we cannot give up at all. Rivendell can even be a haven for a dark queen of mordor, It must stand!"

[Dain Ironfoot]

Dain gets his dwarves to rebiuld the walls...

[Aredhel]

gets on her borrowed horse which an battle weary elf had brought her.

"You can stay here and rebuild the walls if you want...m