RP 48: The Quest [Archive] - THE TOLKIEN FORUM

Ice Man

05-08-2002, 06:00 AM

Ths is me

Name: Arcanjo
Creature: Elf
Age: more than 1000
Gender: Male
Place Born: Mirkwood

Looks: Black long hair, black deep cold eyes, 1,80m, 70kg, slim but stronger than one may guess.

Weapons: Sword, Quarterstaff, Knife
Magic Yes/No: Yes, but only healing magic/abilities

History: He was born and raised in Mirkwood, having never left the roundabouts (sp?). He fought the Battle of the 5 Armies, met Bilbo and Gandalf, and went with them to Rivendell. There he lived until the end of the War of the Ring, having also fought in the war. After the war was over, he decided only sail back to the west once he had seen all of that was to be seen in Middle Earth. From there on, he simply travelled and wandered though Middle Earth, never setting feet in a place for more than a few weeks, and always atempting to get to know more places. Rarely does he return to Mirkwood, doing so only to tell his stories and adventures to his family and close friends who still haven't left Middle Earth.

Personality: Not what can be referd to as an open person, but always willing to learn and get to see new places. Likes to listen and observe more than he likes to talk and is very suspicious of men and dwarves, thinking that they do not take notice of the world's true beauty and wonder. He has an excellent memory (remarkable even by Elvish standards) and, everytime he returns to Mirkwood, he writes down all of the most memorable things that he has seen and that have happened. After many many years of wandering, travelling and adventuring, the thought of leaving Middle Earth begins to bother him every once in a while. He has not made a visit to The Lonely Mountain after the Battle of the 5 armies, being that what he will probably do before leaving Middle Earth.

Clothing/Armor: Black Cloak, dark green cape, leather boots. Always takes his sword, named Amnetiz, and his quarterstaff, named Anerantis, with him.

Gandalf_White

05-08-2002, 06:05 AM

No we haven't started yet read my other message we still have roles to fill. Then we will get started.

Ice Man

05-08-2002, 06:18 AM

I don't know where you guys are from, but it's more than 1am here, so I'm going to sleep. I hope the RP will be alive when I come back tommorow.

PS: I promisse not to ask silly questions anymore! :)

Goldberry344

05-08-2002, 10:51 PM

oh, shoot me. no girls. oh well, good luck!

Gandalf_White

05-09-2002, 06:56 AM

I guess Goldberry344 is leaving. Sorry I hurt your feelings but I just think it would be weird to have a girl in the midst of all these guys. Well that means we have the role of Erolas the elf left to fill.

Narya

05-09-2002, 09:04 AM

*Well, we can recruit.*

I really think we should begin otherwise this thread will be shoved to the second page.

Aredhel

05-09-2002, 07:38 PM

yeah, I think we sould start.

Goldberry344

05-09-2002, 10:56 PM

or i could be erolas, and try really hard to pretend im a guy... ;)

YayGollum

05-09-2002, 11:51 PM

Name: Boffin, son of Bofur
Race: Dwarf
Gender: Male
Weapons: mace, dagger
Personality: likes six meals a day, never was good at forging or even starting a fire
History: told to leave the Lonely Mountain to learn some common sense

Gandalf_White

05-10-2002, 12:13 AM

OK we can start. I just need somone to be one of these people. I guess some of us will have to play two parts. I sort of cut back on the roles. Here is what is left.
Trogas (a hobbit)
Althorn (a man)
I'll be Dalfir and Jaquel.

Name: Jaquel
Race: Elf
Age: 1200
Looks: height 5'2" (kinda short) long blond hair, wears green and brown.
Weapons: Bow and arrows, dagger

Gandalf_White

05-10-2002, 12:15 AM

Here we go:
Dalfir says *Everybody ready? Are we all packed? Good. We will be heading for the Andi Mountain. I have not been that way in awhile. Who knows the way best?*

Goldberry344

05-10-2002, 03:19 AM

Erolas pats his horse. "I am ready. I have been this way once before, long ago, but i have no memory of the paths now. As i walk them, they may become more familiar, however, i hope another knows the way better than I."

OOC- i think we need to get an acctuall RP, like RPG 55- The Quest. but you need to talk to Cyr about that...

Narya

05-10-2002, 11:10 AM

*Jamiel rides up on his beige horse named Cimaron*

I can lead you, I know the passage towards those mountains but the way is not longer safe we must hurry, if we reach the black hills by night, dark creatures may awaken and hinder us, or...*looks at his bow and arrow* fight us at the least.

Plus I worry about the forest at the foot of the mountain, I heard there is some evil that has taken root in those parts. I could be wrong.

Aredhel

05-10-2002, 04:29 PM

He sits underneath a tree, sharpening his axe when he looks up and sees the group.

"I guess that means I have to go on a horse too,"he says, with a grumble. Then he recogonizes Boffin.

"You were told to leave the Lonely Mountain too,eh?,"he says, and stands up.

Ice Man

05-10-2002, 05:12 PM

Note: I'm playing as Arcanjo, right?

Shall we go now, the time is late and I wish not to spend more time than necessary on this quest or ours. For I still have much to do.

Birgin, worry not, horses are good and loyal to those who are good and loyal to them.

Jamiel, feel free to show us the way.

YayGollum

05-10-2002, 06:26 PM

"Is anybody good enough to let me ride a horse, too? Birgin! I remember you! We had some good times at the Dead Dragon bar!"

Aredhel

05-10-2002, 08:02 PM

He chuckles as he walks up to a horse,"I can't remember who won at that game." He tries to get on, and after several attempts, he does, though not without huffing and puffing.

Ice Man

05-11-2002, 01:44 AM

Arcanjo looks to Birgin and says in a elven tongue that only the elves form Mirkwood comprehend: You would probably remember who won the game if you weren't so drunk that night, short Dwarf. I was there and I remember seeing you losing. And he then imideatly says in the common tongue: Why are we still waiting here? Lets go before the rain surprises us.

Goldberry344

05-11-2002, 02:10 AM

Erolas strings his bow and jumps on Lukatala (his horse) and gets ready to go.

Ice Man

05-11-2002, 05:05 AM

***Everyone in the group was set and the thunder clouds were slowly starting to show themselves in the distant skies, no time was there to be wasted. All were aware of such, and only a few more minutes had been left behind by the time the group headed towards the Andi Moutain. It would be a long journey, fill of surprises, and of uncertain faith.***

Arcanjo was riding Clifftail, his beloved horse, in the back of the group. From time to time he would look back over his shoulders just to see how fast the clouds were approaching them. If one would have actually had had the will to ask him what was on his mind, he would have said: The clouds are comming faster than I want them too. However, they shall be the least of our trouble. We shall mostly concern oursleves with that which is in front of us.

And they continued their journey...

YayGollum

05-11-2002, 05:25 AM

*Boffin uses his mace to get onto one of the horses who isn't too heavily laden* "Well, this isn't too bad!" *starts talking in the secret Dwarf language to Birgin about good times at the Drunk Dragon*

Gandalf_White

05-11-2002, 05:39 AM

Dalfir
I see a cave up ahead. *he says pointing with his staff* We should camp there to be safe from rain. Follow me! *he say spurring his horse Snowfoot on.*

Ice Man

05-11-2002, 05:42 AM

Arcanjo says to whoever is closer to him: I wonder what will come first, the sunset of the rain. Perhaps they shall arrive at the same time. Who here know how many days on the road we have ahead of us?

out of conversation: I'm going to sleep now, I'll come back tommorow to try to spice ths RP a bit, I really want to see how far we can go with it. For whoever will stay here, please, make us have some good fights!

Good night fellas'! Worry not, for I shall return!

Gandalf_White

05-11-2002, 05:50 AM

Jaquel
Days?? Arcanjo it is going to be weeks. Or months. Or who knows? Years maybe. *he sighs* Chesolien is very far from here, you know.

Ice Man

05-11-2002, 01:17 PM

Weeks or months, the first we have to do is take cover to protect oursleves from the arriving rain. And then must we ask our gods to be friendly with us in this quest.

YayGollum

05-11-2002, 06:59 PM

*speeding his horse up to get into the cave to get dry, he has to fall off, then tries to start a fire* "Can anybody do this? I'm hungry!"

Ice Man

05-11-2002, 07:53 PM

As all of them have safely secured themselves in the cave, Arcanjo looks at Boffin, who is attempting to start a fire, and says: I have some fruits with me, do you want them? They don't need to be cooked and are healthy as can be. Arcanjo tosses an bright red apple in the direction of Boffin, and then walks through the cave, searching for something which he is still uncertain about. Whatever it is, it doesn't smell good.

The rain pours down outside the cave and thunders begine to roar the sky.

YayGollum

05-11-2002, 08:34 PM

*Boffin catches the apple and gobbles it down as fast as he can* "Thanks, but we need some meat! Did anybody think to bring food? Hey, Arcanjo! If there's something back there we can catch and eat, tell me!"

Ice Man

05-11-2002, 09:35 PM

Leave the fire for someone else and come with me Boffin, you want meat and I wish to explore this cave in which we shall rest for the night that comes forth. Arcanjo looks at Boffin and gives a small, but visible smile. - I shall show you that caves are not only the domains of Dwarves, us Elves are capable of more than you imagine.

Arcanjo and Boffin (if you chose to come with me) start to walk into the cave. Many times do they turn right and left and right and left, despite all these turns, it's clear that they are going down, deep into the ground.

Boffin, do you feel the air getting strange?

Goldberry344

05-12-2002, 02:34 AM

Erolas walks over to his horse and digs in the saddle packs. he produces some salted rabbit meat "too bad i rembered this after boffin and arcanjo left. ill save this for later, we shold have some fresh meat soon."

Gandalf_White

05-12-2002, 07:28 AM

*Dalfir after returning to the cave after a look around outside asks.* Why, where are Boffin and Arcanjo? I think we should start a fire. It is going to be a cold damp night. The sky doesn't look too good. The storm might be bigger than expected. Birgin, come here I always heard that you were pretty good at starting fires. How about doing one for us?

Ice Man

05-12-2002, 07:45 AM

Arcanjo and Boffin return to the other fellows after having left for some minutes. Hey folks, who's starting the fire? Boffin and I went for a little walk futher into the cave. We didn't find anything to eat or hunt. Arcanjo changes his tone to a more sober and serious one, while a grim appears in his face. As a matter of fact, we found nothing, but I know SOMETHING was there. Something that made the air feel strange. So I have decided to take guard this night, whatever it is that made the air feel strange, shall it not surpirise me.

Gandalf_White

05-12-2002, 07:58 AM

Arcanjo I do not want to have you up keeping watch all night we shall take turns. Everyone will be more alert since you have warned us. Thanks for exploring the cave, Boffin and Arcajo. *the wind begins to howl and it starts to sprinkle* I think were are in for a bad one.

Ice Man

05-12-2002, 03:08 PM

Indeed Dalfir, 'tis best if we take turns. I shall sleep now, and awake for the second turn. Arcanjo walks to his horse, Clifftail, and gently wispers some words into his ears. Clifftail walks towards a grassy spot in the cave and begins to eat some grass.

After eating some fruits and driking some water, Arcanjo lies down, closes his eyes and pretends to be alseep.

Goldberry344

05-13-2002, 01:50 AM

Erolas sets out his bedroll and lies down. He doesnt bother to pretend to be asleep, he props his head on his hands and watches the dark side of the fire. he is sure there is something out there, something that cannot be good news, or friendly. Suddenly, there is a shadow on the horizon, silhouetted by moonlight. Erolas squints, and sees several other figures following this one. they seem large, taller than an elf, and Erolas jumps up with a cry. "there are foes near, look!"

Narya

05-13-2002, 04:21 AM

Jamiel

*not being able to sleep during the night, hears the cry from behind him. With a pang he immediately recognizes the figures that lurk in the shadows*

Trolls!!

*immediately fits an arrow in his bow*

Goldberry344

05-13-2002, 04:44 AM

Erolas strings his bow and grabs his quiver, swiftly nocking an arrow, and placing another between his teeth, ready to fight.

Gandalf_White

05-13-2002, 05:46 AM

Jaquel jumps to his feet and grabs his bow. Dalfir is nowhere to be seen. Where is Dalfir? he cries. The trolls get closer and closer. Dalfir, where are you? Help us!

Gandalf_White

05-13-2002, 05:47 AM

Dalfir has hid in the shadows. Hoping to catch the trolls by surprise at the right time.

Ice Man

05-13-2002, 06:23 AM

Arcanjo jumps from his bed, and, in the matter of half a split second, grabs his Amnetiz (his sword), which glows in a feirce green and frightening light. He then charges into combat and yells: Dalfir, Dalfir!

OOC - how many trolls are there?
OOC - is there room for Dalfir to cast a spell and not harm whoever is combating the Trolls?

Narya

05-13-2002, 06:36 AM

*ooc trolls travel by large groups like orcs especially in mountanous regions. It's hard to tell how many there were, by according to the "shadows seen" by Erolas, they were quite many, it takes more than one arrow to kill trolls, and the only spell you can cast so far during this fight would be stunning the enemy*

Jamiel

*jumping on one of the trolls* There are too many of them. We must escape into the heart of the mountain!!! Lighting the fire was a bad idea!

Gandalf_White

05-13-2002, 06:47 AM

Suddenly there is a yell from Dalfir. He jumps out from the shadows in between the trolls and his companions. There is a blast of lightning from Dalfir's staff. The trolls are struck dead. But the victory is not won without an injury. Dalfir is struck by one of the elves arrows. He falls to the ground, wounded.

Narya

05-13-2002, 06:57 AM

*ooc An elf will never shoot a wayward arrow. It must be something else that hit you :D, also you cannot strike them dead, your magic would've struck others besides trolls dead *

Gandalf_White

05-13-2002, 07:07 AM

ooc: Not nessecarily would the lightning flash kill everyone. It could be intended to just kill evil beings. I know the elves would not shoot a wayward arrow. Dalfir was struck when he jumped into the middle.

Aredhel

05-13-2002, 04:26 PM

He was still holding his axe in his hand when Dalfir jumped in the middle.

YayGollum

05-13-2002, 06:04 PM

*Boffin looks up from some of the rabbit meat Erolas gave him* "Augh! Trolls!" *grabs his mace and starts running between their legs and bashing their ankles*

Ice Man

05-13-2002, 06:49 PM

Having Dalfir unleashed some of his magic, some Trolls fell dead, others escaped, and a few were still there to fight.

After dealing with one of the Trolls, Arcanjo yells in elvish: Run Clifftail, run! And then yells in the common tounge: We have no option, they are too many and will certainly regroup. We must run deep into the mountain. Follow me, Boffin and I have already wandered into some recesses of this cave!

Follow me!

Arcanjo leads them into the the heart of the cave...

Goldberry344

05-13-2002, 08:06 PM

Erolas hesitates, "if we go into the cave, we will be cornered at some time!"

ooc- magic is all fine and dandy, but lets keep it to a gandalf level max. if every enemy we face is killed immediately by magic, the rp gets kinda boreing. Even gandlaf didnt use his magic to kill whole armies.

Aredhel

05-13-2002, 09:41 PM

He runs after his friend, Boffin, and swings his axe in front of him as he goes

"Khazad ai-menu,"he yells at the top of his voice.

Ice Man

05-13-2002, 10:20 PM

If we are to not go deep into the cave, then we must burst out of it, now! Lets us attack them with all our might before they regroup and return in bigger numbers!

Arcanjo then starts to yell in a very unkown elvish tongue. Amnetiz, his sword, shines in a fierce green light, and once again Arcanjo charges into the few Trolls who haven't left the cave. Amnetiz burns and cuts, the Trolls bleed and frighten. Within moments, and with the help of all members of the group, the Trolls' dark and putrid blood staines the ground and no trolls are left alive in the cave.

Arcanjo asks to all, as soon as the beaten Trolls stop screaming: Where to now? The remaining Trolls are to return, and we do not know where this cave shall lead us to. Dalfir, this quest is yours, were shall we head now? Into the cave or back to the road?

OOC - Where are we geographically located in ME? Where exactly are we heading to? It would help to know.

Gandalf_White

05-13-2002, 11:31 PM

OOC: forget I ever killed the trolls or was wounded. I guess I got a little carried away. Just say I helped fight off the trolls. I am not sure where we are in ME any one have any ideas.

I don't think we shall go into the cave any further. There may not be an exit on the other side. Besides it is most likely that there are more trolls inhabiting this cave. I suggest we pack up quickly and get back to the Road.
Dalfir begins to load things onto Snowfoot.

Goldberry344

05-14-2002, 01:34 AM

Erolas leaps onto an already packed Lukatala and makes ready to leave or fight. he shoots the arrow he has nocked at the nearest troll, hitting him in the heart, and killing him. Erolas swiflty nocks the second arrow and waits for the others.

Ice Man

05-14-2002, 02:31 AM

Arcanjo runs to the entrance of the cave and loudly whistles with two fingers in his mouth, few moments later, Clifftail returns (soaked in rain). Arcanjo quickly gathers his stuff and looks over the dead Trolls. Besides the Troll that seemed to be the leader of the band, lies an ill shaped knife. Arcanjo grabs the knife, takes a look at it and recons there are some Orcish markings on it.

Arcanjo raises the knife in the air and yells: Look at what I have found, a baragian knife! These Trolls do not come from here they come from the Andi Mountain! Lets haste, for now we know that Trolls, Orcs, and even worse beings may dwell ther in the Andi Moutain! Haste my friends, haste, we have much to travel and no time to lose! Arcanjo jumps on Clifftail and then leaves the cave, with the party comming behind him.

OOC - Since we have not determined where we are geographically located, I suggest we are in the Blue Mountains (which is in the upper NW portion of ME) and that the Andi Mountain is located in the Grey Mountains (just above Mirkwood). The ME's map shows no city, town or forrest in between these montains, but I think we should fell free to create some, so we can have a better RP. DO YOU GUYS AGREE???

Goldberry344

05-14-2002, 02:43 AM

OOC- whatever. why dont we just make up locations as we go?? no need to be in one set place, then people will be like "we were jsut in the blue mountains, how on earth did we reach the shire so fast" and stuff. i say we just wing it.

IC

"we must flee, or else stay and fight. we do not know what else may be coming. i say we run!"

Narya

05-14-2002, 03:24 AM

*Jamiel releases his bow and it hits the Troll right between the eyes. It's dark blood splutters all over the cave. But it is still alive, made from the dark places of the earth, it goes toward Erolas as he fleds toward the heart of the mountain. Jamiel fires another arrown aimed at it's skull, the arrow penetrates the oouter layer but just at this time, the troll hits Erolas with it's mighty fist, it's blow went wide as the arrow hits it's head. The Troll bangs itself on the cave walls. The mountain shudders.*

*JAMIEL*

It's caving in!!! Run!! Run!!!

*The Troll continous it's rage from the pain of the arrow on it's face. Rocks fall from the cavernous walls*

JAMIEL

Erolas run!!! Toward the heart of the mountain!!! Run!!!

*As the cave walls come crashing in, Jamiel and Erolas got pinned to the ground*

Goldberry344

05-14-2002, 03:39 AM

Erolas yells and tries to run, but doesnt make it out of the cave, he is thrown down under a rock, and his bow is hurled out of his hand, an arrow nearly hitting arcajo. Erolas lets out a cry of pain and gropes for his sword as more rocks fall from the cave.

Ice Man

05-14-2002, 04:18 AM

OOC - I don't know what pinned to the ground means, are you unconcious or awake and fighting?

Arcanjo sees the flying arrow and looks back to notice that Erolas and Jamiel are being attacked, he jumps off Clifftail and dashes into the cave, being nearly hit by falling rocks. He does find his way into the cave, but at the cost of his gear, which remained outside, together with Clifftail.

Jamiel, Erolas, I am comming! Arcanjo runs desperately into their direction, with Amnetiz in one hand, and the baragian knife in another. Arcanjo reaches the wounded Troll, and, without thinking twice, jumps over its back and stabs it in the head, in throught the Trolls right ear, with the baragian knife. The Troll moans for a second and falls dead over its back, landing over Arcanjo, who then hits his head on the floor.

A minute or two pass before Arcanjo to recovers and finds strength to free himself from the dead corpse, Arcanjo's head bleeds, leaving him dizzy and weak. Only then does he notice that the cave is black as can be, darkness engulfs them all, for the falling rocks have sealed the cave's entrance, and light no longer comes in, but Amnetiz still glows green, danger has not passed.

Arcanjo stands and calls for Jamiel and Erolas. Jamiel, Erolas, where are you? Is anyone else in here? And he waits for an answer...

Narya

05-14-2002, 04:39 AM

*ooc yes we are still alive but badly hurt and covered in rocks, and the Trolls are still ramming the cave walls and charging at you guys*

Goldberry344

05-14-2002, 04:46 AM

*OOC* you can be pinned and still have your arms free to "reach for your sword"

Erolas shouts "we're here, over here..." but his voice comes out as a fait echo.

Narya

05-14-2002, 06:00 AM

*Jamiel Tries to free himself from the immensely large rock that had pinned him to the base of the cave. He could hear Erolas shouting at the other side, but faint and pained was the voice. He didn't shout trying to save his energy for pushing the rock that had cruelly covered almost half of his body, he could feel blood trickling down his forehead. The Troll kept on battering the sides of the cave. Finally with one hard and long push he was able to get his right arm free, and through the light of the moon he could see Arcanjo fighting off the menacing creature. Feeling desperate he screams "Arcanjo!! Tulinte ì Arcanjo!! (Arcanjo!! Come Arcanjo) Help me please I think my leg is broken!!! Erolas!! He is in danger!!

Gandalf_White

05-14-2002, 07:04 AM

Jaquel was able to get out of the cave since he was near the entrance. He hid in some bushes outside. The trolls after crashing most of the cave walls in walk off laughing hideously at their killing of the group (as they think all inside the cave are dead) They begin making their way toward the Andi mountain. After the trolls are far enough away Jaquel comes out from his hiding place. He starts to yell for his friends Dalfir! Arcanjo! Jamiel! Where are you? Can you hear me? Jaquel is greatly distressed for he thinks his friends are most likely dead. But he realizes he musn't give up. He starts to dig through the rubble though it is a hard task. After about ten minutes and no success Jaquel sits down and begins to cry. Suddenly he hears a faint yell below him. A muffled "HELP" is heard. Jaquel digs frantically. and calls out I'm coming! After about five more minutes he hears the cry closer. It is Arcanjo's. I'm coming! he yells again. After ten more minutes of digging he helps Arcanjo out.

Narya

05-14-2002, 09:30 AM

*Jamiel*

*Seeing the opening at the cave entrance.* Arcanjo, Tìro! Tìro!(Arcanjo, Look! Look!)*grimaces in pain for the rocks were crushing him like bread*

Ice Man

05-14-2002, 12:56 PM

Arcanjo gathers all his strength and stands upwards, with his legs and arms hurt from the fallen stones, and his head bleeding. He then recons Jaquel ands desperately says: Jaquel! Where are Erolas, Jamiel. I think they are hurt, we must find them first! I remember Jamiel's voice comming from there, and Erolas' voice comming from somewhere around here. We must find them! Search for Erolas, and I'll search for Jamiel.

Arcanjo then departs from Jaquel and take Anerantiz, his quarterstaff, in his hands. Arcanjo then holds Anerantiz with hs both hands and pronounces some elvish words. Anerantiz starts to shine in a vivid white light, as white and bright as the purest full moon. There no longer is darkness.

With Anerantiz shinning, Arcanjo quickly finds Jamiel being held to the ground by the rocks. Arcanjo doesn't need to ask if Jamiel is in pain. Don't worry, I am here to help you. Jamiel moans in return. Arcanjo, with the help of one of the Dwarves that was around and with all of the strength that was left inside, removes the stone from above Jamiel. Then tells to the Dwarf: Erolas, go help Jaquel rescue Erolas, I shall take care of Jamiel. The Dwarf goes, leaving Arcanjo with Jamiel.

Jamiel, my friend, your leg is broken. I must use the teachings of my father, Talcyron, to heal you, but I don't know how much it is that I can do for you. Arcanjo closes his eyes, lays his left hand over Jamiel's broken leg, his right hand over his own forhead, and starts to speak ancient Elven tongues. For minutes Arcanjo speaks such words, and his hands and face glows a white glow, and Arcanjo keeps speaking, until his simply passes out and faints. Jamiel's leg is still broken, but it no longer bleeds, and the wounds have diminished.

Arcanjo lays unconcious on the blood stained floor, more exausted than he ever thought he could be.

Aredhel

05-14-2002, 04:14 PM

The unlooked-for Dwarf, who was close by the two elves, came pushing his way thorough rocks toward Arcanjo and Jamiel. "I am here!,"he cries out alod, walking in the direction of their voices. He stoops to pick up Arcanjo, and (rather roughly) slings him over his shoulder. He pushes his way back through the rocks towards the entrance. He sets him down beside Jaquel, and goes back to get Jamiel out.

Ice Man

05-14-2002, 04:58 PM

Arcanjo opens his eyes and finds himself over someone's shoulder, he does not know who. He then feels himself being laid to the gorund, but his sight is completely blurred, his legs are heavy, and his arms are weak. All his stength is released as he cries to he who had carried him: Erolas, don't forget Erolas!

Aredhel

05-14-2002, 05:59 PM

He disappears back into the cave, and comes out a few moments later, carrying Jamiel out. He goes back in again, calling out,"Erolas! Erolas!"

Ice Man

05-14-2002, 08:49 PM

Moments pass and nothing happens, Arcanjo fears for Erola's faith, and, in a deperate motion, hold himself to Anerantiz (his quarterstaff) and unsecurely stands.

Then, in small, unsafe and slow steps, Arcanjo walks back into the cave, first to get the baragian knife back from the dead Troll's head, and then, if possible, to help aid Erolas.

When Arcanjo reaches the dead Troll, he gets his knife back, cleans it on the Troll's vestments, and stands once more to see if he can find Erolas.

Erolas, where are you?!

Aredhel

05-14-2002, 09:41 PM

A coughing sounds from deeper in the cave.

YayGollum

05-14-2002, 10:03 PM

OOC: Yikes! You guys are fast!

IC: *still dizzy from the rocks pelted on his head, Boffin makes it to Jacquel* "Okay, I'm here to help you find that Erolas person. I heard him yelling a while ago. I hope he still has that rabbit meat!"

Goldberry344

05-15-2002, 12:04 AM

*OOC* thanks yay, even when im not Goldie im just so and so person... ;)

IC
Erolas was knocked out, he couldnt hear anyone. there were several layers of rock piled on his back.

slowly, he comes to and sputters. He finds himself surrounded completely by darkness, and panics. "Arcanjo?? where are you?? HELP!"

Ice Man

05-15-2002, 12:08 AM

The cave is still dark, Arcanjo speaks some Elvish words and once again Anerantis glows and spreads light in the cave. He then sees the results of their fight with the Trolls, blood, gore and broken bones. Arcanjo walks more into the cave and finally catchs up with Boffin, Birgin and Jaquel. Before they ask, Arcanjo answers: I am wounded and tired, but I will not rest until we find and rescue Erolas.

They continue to enter te cave until they find Erolas. He lies on the ground, unconcious, bleeding, bruised, and with a rock crushing him. Birgin, Jaquel and Boffin remove the stone from Erolas, Arcanjo only watchs, for he has no strenght to lift such stone. They then lift Erolas and carry him outside the cave. There Erolas is laid over the grass and Arcanjo tries to aid him with his magic, which little does besides closing the wounds and stop the bleeding.

I have no strenght left in me, I must rest, or fall unconcious. Help Erolas. Arcanjo falls to the wet ground and looks to the moon, it is no longer raining, stars shine in the skies, the moon shines with might, and Arcanjo faints.

Narya

05-15-2002, 03:18 AM

*Jamiel felt the glow of Arcanjo's power flowing through his leg. Though the pain had stopped for a while and the open wound have healed, his bones were still fractured inside and though they hurt badly he could stand. He tore his cape and tied it over his broken leg before inching his way out the cave*

JAMIEL Is everybody out? Everyone alright? Has Erolas gone out???

Ice Man

05-15-2002, 04:43 AM

Yes, Erolas is no longer in the cave. He was brought to the outside and Arcanjo tried to heal him, but Arcanjo fainted and felt right by his side.

Arcanjo lies on the ground, motionless, silent, with his skin pale and his eyes closed.

Goldberry344

05-15-2002, 04:46 AM

Erolas' eyes flutter open slowly. He looks around dizzily, shaken. "wwwhat? Where's Arcanjo?? why am i here? the troll??

Narya

05-15-2002, 05:08 AM

*Jamiel Approaches Erolas*

Are you alright? The trolls have fled, it is just as I feared. They have taken refuge under the mountains again. Here I will tend to you wound.

*He tore his cape another time and from it he made a head badge as could best be made during that time and covered Erolas' head with it.*

Arcanjo tried to close your wound so he has now lost most of his strength.

Gandalf_White

05-15-2002, 06:50 AM

OOC: Hey you indiots you're worried about everyone else. But no one ever mentioned Dalfir.

I must be the only one not injured, only a few cuts and bruises. But I am exausted from lifting those rocks. he sighs Does anyone have any water? he asks pulling a cloth from his pocket. I must put a cold cloth on Arcanjo's head. After a pause Jaquel jumps to his feet. Why what fools we are! Where is Dalfir?

Narya

05-15-2002, 07:04 AM

Ask Birgin maybe they are together.

*ooc we have not forgotten, it's just that we were caught inside if you remember under many large rocks*

*Jamiel looks around their camp site, where they were viciously attacked by the Trolls.*

We can't stay here for long, Erolas, Arcanjo are you both fit to travel?? We have to get out of the shadows of these hills and reach the river by morning. Those trolls came here not by accident. They knew exactly where we were and how to attack us.

Ice Man

05-15-2002, 12:46 PM

Then, as a lost idea enters one's mind, Dalfir appears, standing right beside Jamiel.

I am here you little fools, you may have not noticed, but the Trolls fled because of me, I was here outside and my magic and I forced them to run away. Dalfir then goes to Arcanjo and casts a small spell to awaken Arcanjo and releive him from part of his exaustion. As Arcanjo awakens, Dalfir does the same with Erolas, who feels somewhat better and can continue on the journey.
Let us be going now, 'tis best if we arrive at Trurion (a small city) before tommorow's nightfall.

OOC - Gandalf_White sent me a PM and asked me to play Dalfir and Jaquel for today

Ice Man

05-15-2002, 03:34 PM

Although I'm am tired and my head still hurts, I do have what it takes for us to move on and arrive at Trurion tommorow. There I shall rest and take care of myself, and we shall re-evaluate our options. Now I must call for Clifftail, and then we shall leave this ill fortunate cave.

Arcanjo stands up and whistles out loud, calling out for Clifftail, who, in the matter of two ot threee minutes, returns to his owner.

As soon as Arcanjo and the rest of the party, including Erolas, are ready, they leave the cave towards the road that leads to Trurion. It is stil night, but they shal sleep nor rest until they arrive at their next destiny.

Ice Man

05-15-2002, 04:01 PM

The party travels on the road for the rest of the night. Not much do they talk, for the Troll attack has also hurt their mood, all seem thoughtfull and upset. With Dalfir leading the party, they soon leave the hills and find their way towards Rentrain, the river which marks the end of the hills lands.

As soon as they meat the river, early in the morning, Dalfir stops and speaks to all: Rentrain is a big and busy river, it is born in the eternal snowfall of the Iron Mountains and cuts through the entire Kingdom of Rafflensher, only to later on meet the Silent Sea. As you can see, there are guards securing the bridge, they weren't always there, but they have been there ever since Orcs tried to cross the bridge and attack Trurion some few years ago. Now there are the guards and the guardtower on the other side. I expect them to not trouble us, shall they do so (Dalfir says with a very severe expression to his face), do not appeal to violence. I do not want to be known as a criminal in these lands, and I do not want more confusion.

Dalfir then turns around and continues to lead the party. Minutes later they reach the bridge. As they reach the bridge, the guard shouts: Whoever human wishes to cross the bridge must give me one gold coin. Elves are to give me two gold coins, dwarves are to give me three gold coins. Your other option is to go to the northern bridge, which is 20 miles from here.

Dalfir turns to the party and asks: Who here is willing to pay to cross the bridge?

OOC - Gandalf_White sent me a PM and asked me to play Dalfir and Jaquel for today

Aredhel

05-15-2002, 04:15 PM

He grumbles,"Where I'm most at home I have to pay the most." He waits for a few minutes,"I will go."

Ice Man

05-15-2002, 08:15 PM

Arcanjo looks at Erolas and says: Why bother with those men, even if we recover less than half of the treasure, we will still have enough to cross this bridge more than twenty times a day for twenty years.

The party starts to walk over the bridge, towards the guards on the other side. As they cross the bridge, they see seven heavily armed guards with mighty swords and spears and the watchtower, which has inside two more quards with bows and crossbows. One guard walks in their direction and says:

You are now in the lands of Trurion and you now must act as accoding to our laws. Aye, yeah, I now say that the deal has changed, but don't be afraid little men. My lads and I are kind and will settle down for 50 gold coins and your horses. What shall it be? The guard laughs out loud...

Goldberry344

05-15-2002, 10:29 PM

"You may have neither the gold nor our horses, guard. That is your job, is it not?? to guard, not to theive. Be off."

The guards, however, take no heed and reach for Erolas' reins, his horse promptly rears and shies away from the guard.

"Our horses will follow none but ourselves, we carry nothing of value. be off!"

Ice Man

05-15-2002, 11:30 PM

Aye, Elf. Is that the name of the creature you are? The guard speaks with a far more intimidating tone in his voice, he is not up to jokes. I see you leg is broken, and at least two other friends of yours are hurt, that I can see. I am sure it won't take much to put the three of you down, and some others will go down by the arrows my lads in the guardtower will shoot through your cheast, ya' understand? Now, you Elf, pass me 50 gold coins, your horses and all your weapons. You have upset me, and I want your weapons now.

Goldberry344

05-15-2002, 11:38 PM

"it may take more effort than you think to take our belongings. Why would you need them, and what right have you to take them"

YayGollum

05-15-2002, 11:39 PM

*Boffin looks from the guards to Dalfir* "Looks like you were wrong about them. I would have rather gone the extra twenty miles!" to the guard--->"And you shouldn't be challenging people who are helping you out! The injuries you see are from a fight with trolls that could have attacked your city!"

Ice Man

05-16-2002, 12:13 AM

The air become tense, as the guards lay their arms on their weapons. Silence fills the air and, unexcpectedly, Dalfir laughs and says: Nevermind folks, they won't need our help if the Trolls come buy. I am sure they have all they need to handle the Trolls. And, as peace officers of these lands, they have all the right to claim our gold to let us be free here. Here, take this, we don't need it, we laid our hands on it after we defeated the Trolls, but it is more than the share we want to have for ourselves. You may take it. Dalfir gets down from his horse and hands out a bag to the guard.

The guard opens it and suprises himself, he then says: O mighty, how much is in here? Karto, take a look at this. He shows the bag to one of the guards, who then smiles and says with a terribly annoying voice: Yeaahh, let 'em go. This here makes me wanna have 'em foolin'around Trurion. Oh yeaahh, what a good start for our day. Aye folks, don't forget to have a drink at the Big Belly in, my brother owns it, it has the best rabbit meat in 6 days of walking.

And with that, the party is dismissed and they follow on towards Trurion. Half an hour later, as soon as Dalfir is sure they can no longer be seen or heard, he asks: My friends, wish you know what was in that bag I handed to those fine gentlemen?

Goldberry344

05-16-2002, 12:35 AM

Erolas laughes, "by the looks on their faces i would think you gave them a bag full of mithril and gold!"

Ice Man

05-16-2002, 02:34 AM

Erolas, Erolas, where in the world will I have the money to buy mithril, or have the luck to find mithril. No, ther was no mithril, but it was full of gold! Gold my friends, gold. Dalfir cannot contain himself and bursts into laughter. He takes control of himself and returns to speak.

There was gold in that bag, but it was fool's gold. I already knew that we would be harrased in these lands, for they are under the domains of Iyen the Tall, who has never made a secret of his greed. So I, during our trip, filled the bag with rocks and created an illusion to make them resemble gold. The only problem is that it will only look as gold for eight hours, so I suggest we not delay ourselves in these lands.

Goldberry344

05-16-2002, 02:38 AM

Erolas grins, "and i suggest we leave now, but since we must stay here a bit, i s'pose, a few hours will do no harm."

Narya

05-16-2002, 03:28 AM

*Jamiel who has been sitting silently and listening to all the commotion suddenly looks back to the pathway that led them to the gate. Straining his keen Elven eyes and sense of hearing he tries to figure out what is it that troubles his heart...then he begins to feel the pain in his leg*

Yes, I believe Erolas is right. We need to rest for a while, and let our horses enjoy this short time of rest. My leg is still in pain and I feel a tension in my heart that bothers me more than the thought of loosing that big bag of gold. he says, smiling wryly at Dalfir.

Ice Man

05-16-2002, 04:32 AM

Jamiel, Erolas, I would also appreciate some rest, but I also reckone thatwe must haste. We will only be able to find safe grounds once we get to Trurion.

Dalfir looks around searching for somewhere outside the road which might be safe to rest, and he only sees some bushes and trees. Dalfir leads them to the trees, and then speaks to all: We shall rest heer, but for an hour only. I know this isn't very safe, but it will be less easy for the guards to spot us if they wander through the road. Jamiel, Erolas, drink from the juice in my whineskin, I am sure it will make both of you feel better. The rest of the healing shall be done in Trurion. How are the rest of you my friends?

Ice Man

05-16-2002, 04:46 AM

Answering your question Dalfir, I am very tired, but I am much better than I was four hours ago. These healing spells are not what I do the best, but they are what tires me the most. It will take a week until I am fully recovered, but I still have the strength to defeat three of those guards alone.

Jamiel, what is it that bothersyou?

Narya

05-16-2002, 04:48 AM

*OOC I suggest we count head. It seems that many are left out during the battle with the trolls.*

I will follow your lead. Trurion isn't far. I can press on a little while more. Erolas seems to be alright too. What about you Birgin, my friend? Arcanjo, have you regained your strength and magic? I sorely need your help my friend. I have yet to learn the art of healing, as a scribe I have but 500 more years to complete my education healing is another matter I would dearly love to learn. he smiles at Arcanjo, feeling very greatful for his help. If all is well, we should reach the city sooner for my heart bids me not to linger in this place too long, as I know you feel also Dalfir.

*whispers to Cimaron, his elven horse* Trurion cân ven, Cimaron.

Ice Man

05-16-2002, 05:22 AM

You are welcome Jamiel, but I must admit that my father would have done much much more that I was able to do. I will regain my strength soon, but regaining my small magic is something I cannot predict, for I am still an iniciate in it. How good are you at reading Orcish writings, I know this is a baragian knife, but I can't understand what this simbols mean. Arcanjo hands over the knife to Jamiel.

Originally posted by Narya
*OOC I suggest we count head. It seems that many are left out during the battle with the trolls.*

I'm as Arcanjo, Jaquel and Dalfir today, but tommorow Gandalf_White will return and take care of Dalfir and Jaquel again.

Aredhel

05-16-2002, 04:21 PM

"I'm fine, nothing more than a bruise here or there,"he replies,"Is it safe to light a fire? I have my tinderbox with me."

YayGollum

05-16-2002, 05:59 PM

"Yes! Please light a fire! I'm ready for a break with lots of food!"

Ice Man

05-16-2002, 06:51 PM

Arcanjo looks to Boffin and Birging and in an almost sarcastic tone: Oh Dwarves, oh Dwarves why are always hungry and why do you have such desire for meat and food that is cooked? It even seems that you have hobbit blood running beneath your skin. And I think that setting a fire and cooking food will be the same as crying out loud, Guards, here we are, here we are. So my suggestion is that we not light a fire.

Aredhel

05-16-2002, 07:45 PM

Birgin looks at Boffin then at Arcanjo. Meat adds variety, Elf , and as for hobbit blood... we have nothing of the sort. A rough, calloused hand strays to his axe at his side.

Ice Man

05-16-2002, 08:40 PM

Birgin, even if there were no meat in Middle Earth, you would never live long enough to have your hands pass by half of the worlds vareity. That I know, for I have wandered through these lands for more than a Dwarvish lifetime. Leave your axe be, I daresay it is not hungry.

Arcanjo reaches into his bag and grabs an aple, he then tosses it to Birgin and says in a much more relaxed tone: Apples Birgin, apples. They are so good. I wonder why not more creatures love apples. Eat this apple and I shall taste of your meat, I doubt you cook as good as you talk!

Aredhel

05-16-2002, 09:40 PM

He looks at the apple, then he takes a bite. "It is good, I have to admit." He laughs a deep, hearty laugh,"We shall see about my cooking!"

Ice Man

05-16-2002, 10:22 PM

Arcanjo takes a bite at Birgin's rabbit, chews it, tastes it, swallows it and says: Indeed, there are charms to eating rabbit meat, maybe even more than I thought of. A little spice from my home would give it a heavenly taste!

Goldberry344

05-16-2002, 10:49 PM

Erolas grimaces at the rabbit meat. "I must say that rabbit meat doesn't always spurr my apetite, however, if that is all the food we have..."

YayGollum

05-16-2002, 11:40 PM

"Then why did you bring it? Anyways, do you think it would be wise to go to that inn? I'm hungry for more than rabbit meat and apples!"

Ice Man

05-17-2002, 12:21 AM

I don't think we have time to hunt rabbits Boffin, we have already been too long here and we must arrive at Trurion before the guard's gold becomes a pile of rocks. Arcanjo talks with a severe voice.

Must I warn you that the guards will hunt us down when they see rocks and not gold? Arcanjo then gets his stuff together and jumps over Clifftail. There must be many taverns with rabbit meat at Trurion. Shall we go now?

Goldberry344

05-17-2002, 01:44 AM

"I brought it 'cause it was quick and handy. But if I were given a choice I'd eat something else. and yes, lets get out of here!"

Ice Man

05-17-2002, 04:57 AM

Arcanjo finishes his quick meal and gets all his gear together. It has been more than an hour that they have been resting there, and Dalfir urges them all to leave.

As they return to the road and move on, Arcanjo's head starts to hurt and he begins to feel dizzy, he then speaks with a very unsecure voice: Hum, ow... my head hurts. I don't feel so fine. I hope we arrive at Trurion as soon as possible... hum...

Narya

05-17-2002, 07:46 AM

*looking at the blade with utter disgust, Jamiel has finally finished deciphering the runes*
in the common tongue it says, blood be spilt, upon our enemy's head. This was an Orc's weapon meant to cleave the heads of every enemy they have, which is to say everyone.

I will go ahead and scout the area for you. I will return and meet you in Trurion in case I see anything peculiar or in case there is nothing to be worried about. May we meet again my friends.

Jamiel mounts his horse and says, "Noro lim, Cimaron, Trurion Can ven, Noro lim!" ("Ride fast, Cimaron, Trurion calls us, ride fast!")

And Jamiel and Cimaron went ahead of the group.

YayGollum

05-17-2002, 02:13 PM

*Boffin climbs onto his horse with difficulty* "What's this guy's name anyway? Hey, Arcanjo! I was just asking if we should go to the inn when we get there. I didn't want to hunt rabbits!"

Ice Man

05-17-2002, 03:03 PM

Arcanjo takes the baragian knife back and mumbles something to himself, then he says: Thanks Jamiel, I just wanted to be sure of what was writen here. Be carefull on your way to Trurion, we are not sure of what shall await us there, and I wouldn't be surprised to find some more mercenary guards. I expect us to arrive there an hour later than you do. Please, don't forget that these are the lands of Iyen the Tall, no guards are to be completely trustfull.

Arcanjo then turns to Boffin. Boffin, I am quite aware of how much you want some rabbit, but don't forget that the guard named Karto has been fooled by our rockish gold, and that he has a brother in Trurion. So he will likely come after us once he sees what his gold is made of. And it will not be a good idea for us to be showing our faces in any of the taverns, especially the Big Belly tavern.

Boffin, let me tell you this, so that you won't be surprised later. We wil not have an easy time in Trurion, those bridge guards wil surely come after us and it will be impossible for us to remain unoticed. I just hope we don't have get into fights with the local people.

Aredhel

05-17-2002, 04:06 PM

He rides his horse alongside Boffin's, wondering how long it will take them to get to Trurion and taste all that food.

YayGollum

05-17-2002, 06:36 PM

"Okay, okay! So, I guess we will have to hunt things sometime! Oh, well. I'm sure some of these elves will help us out."

Ice Man

05-17-2002, 07:06 PM

The party moves on through the road, a little bit slower than they had intended to, but still in a reasonable pace. Nothing changes in the road, and they eventually pass by some abandoned houses and properties, as if the owner left and never cared to return. They also pass ahead of what used to be a big farm, but now it is totally abandoned, grass has grown everywhere and it is not possible to determine what used to be harvested at the farm.

Strange - says Arcanjo - We are less than two hours away form Trurion, but everything seems so quite, so still. I thought these lands would have people wondering here and there to take care of their afairs, especially considering how big Trurion is. Things surely have changed since the last time I was here, which must have been some fifty or sixty years ago. I don't know who Iyen the tall is, but he seems to not be a good influence to these lands.

After saying a bit more, Arcanjo silenced himself and returned his thoughts to their arrival at Trurion, which was less than an hour away. For sure, Jamiel had already arrived at Trurion.

Aredhel

05-17-2002, 07:48 PM

"It seems strange, doesn't it?," he says, partially to himself.

Ice Man

05-17-2002, 10:11 PM

It is strange indeed, and it does not comfort me. The party moves on and they first set eyes on Trurion some four and a half hours after their encounter with the bridge guards.

Trurion is a big mercant city, people there do business with the entire Kingdom of Rafflensher and it is easy to see people from other cities doing business there. It is also the second most important city in the entire Kingdom, only comming shy to the city of Rafftermore, where the royal family lives. Even being big as it is, Elves are rarely see in Trurion, the Elves avoind going there because they do now want business with the people there and they do not feel comfortable in cities that are so big. The Elves that live the nearest to Trurion live in the White Forest, which is located some fifty or sixty miles to the northwest from Trurion. Elves are rare, Dwarves are not so rare, for they ususally come down form the Stillfin Caves to do business in the city, but the Stillfin Caves are not as close to Trurion as the White Forest is, the Stillin Caves are some one hundered miles north from Trurion. Te entire city of Trurion is surrounded by ten feet tal walls. These walls didn't always exist, but they were placed after the Dark Years had passed, which was the time the Orcs would frequently come down from the Stillfin Mountains and try to assault Trurion. The Dark Years were long over, but the walls were stil there and they were there to stay. There were two main entrances to Trurion, one was the South Entrance, which is where the party was heading to, and the other is the Northern Entrance. These entrances remain open all day long, but they are closed and guarded by men once the night falls.

So my friends - said Arcanjo - where shall we meet Jamiel?

Gandalf_White

05-18-2002, 06:01 AM

OOC: Hi everyone I was gone longer than I expected. Sorry for the delay. Wow you guys sure added a lot while I was gone. Like three more pages. My thanks to Arcanjo for playing my parts for me.

Dalfir looks a bit discouraged.
Why didn't we talk to Jamiel about a meeting place in Trurion? Maybe we will go to the Meadow Creek Inn. I met Jamiel there once many years ago. If my thinking is right perhaps he will think to go there.

OOC: Where did Jamiel go anyways. I didn't quite catch that.

Ice Man

05-18-2002, 08:13 AM

OOC - Jamiel went ahead of the group, to see if there was anything on the road, I imagine that we'll meet him in Trurion now.

IC - Arcanjo replies to Dalfir as they cross the Southern entrance of Trurion: Meadow Creek Inn, I've never been there, but if you say so Dalfir.

Gandalf_White

05-18-2002, 05:24 PM

Dalfir reasuring the group said The Meadow Creek Inn has not been it business for very long. Maybe about 25 years. We don't need to have any fear about going there. Mr. Hildrin who runs the inn is a trustworthy man.

YayGollum

05-18-2002, 08:57 PM

"Glad there's no problem with going there! I need some real food in my belly!" *leans forward on his horse in anticipation and almost falls off again*

Gandalf_White

05-18-2002, 10:05 PM

Boffin, do dwarves ever think about anything besides eating? Jaquel chuckles to himself.;)

Gandalf_White

05-18-2002, 10:07 PM

OOC: Actually you guys add 7 more pages while I was gone!!:eek: Wow! Is everyone having as much fun as I am with this RPG?

Ice Man

05-18-2002, 10:52 PM

As the party enters Trurion, they see that four guards are securing the city's entrance. None of the guards has a friendly face, but nothing do they do with the party.

It is noon, and not many people are wandering on the streets. Odd this is - says Arcanjo - I was expecting there to be much more people on the streets. This is not the Trurion I've once been at and many times listned about.

They continue through the city, trying to find the Meadow Creek Inn. As they wander through the streets, they notice that people are all scared, night is far from falling, but the people are already closing themselves inside their houses, and friendly faces are not to be seen. And then they finally arrive at the Inn.

They leave their horses in the stables and walk inside the Inn. The Meadow Creek Inn is a big inn, and it is very comfortable. Not many people are in there, and one could easily spot the waitresses not having work to do. The party sits in a big table in the left corner of the inn and awaits a waitress that later arrives and askes what shall the party have?

Arcanjo answers: Beer and rabbit meat for the Dwarves, plus whine and fruits to the rest of us. Before you go, tell Mr. Hildrin that we are here and we wish to see him.

Gandalf_White

05-18-2002, 11:04 PM

I am worried says Dalfir. Trurion used to be a booming business city. I can't understand why there is such confusion and fear in the air. Inside here it is not so bad but I am very confused.

Gandalf_White

05-18-2002, 11:09 PM

A slightly bent old man approaches the group. He has white hair and a white beard. His face is very careworn as if he has lived a rough life. Hello sirs, I was told by my waitress, Lily, that you wished to see me. What is it that you need?

Ice Man

05-19-2002, 09:55 AM

Mr Hildrin, there are two main reasons to why I asked for your presence here. - Said Arcanjo, in a perfectly polite and convincing manner - First, we and my friends are travelling through these lands and we have decided to stay a night or two here in Trurion, and it was recommended that we stay here at your inn. So, I would ask you to take care of our horses and rides in the best manner possible, and I also ask that you give us your two best rooms.

Mr Hildrin easily answered that: But of course my fine Elf, rarely do I see such a interesting party as yours here, and I shall serve you with the best of what we have.

Excellent - replied Arcanjo - I also have a question. Why is Trurion so quiet? Things here are not as I expected it to be, considering that this is big an importantt city in this Kingdom. What may you tell us about this Mr. Hildrin?

Mr Hildrin carefully approached Arcanjo, and then gently wispered into his ear: It has to do with Trolls and Orcs, but I am not allowed to say anymore. Mr. Hildrin removed himself from the table, giving some orders to a waitress and then entering his kitchiien...

Goldberry344

05-20-2002, 02:29 AM

Erolas leans over to Arcanjo and whispers, "i hate to be rubbing my nose where it doesnt belong, but we don't have an endless purse for this trip. where do you think we'll get enough money to pay for these rooms, and lodging later on? two of the best rooms?? what about when we are tired, hungry and having to sleep on the streets because we spent all our money at the beginning of the trip? we arent making money by killing orcs and trolls, no matter how much we help others by doing it."

Ice Man

05-20-2002, 04:48 AM

Don't worry Erolas - Arcanjo wispers in return - I know a man who collects weapons in this city, and I'm sure he'll give me a healthy sum for the baragian knife I took from the Trolls. He shall at least give me enough for us to be some days here, and we do deserve some good rest, especialy after our enconter with those Trolls. As a matter of fact, I'm going now, I might as well take a look in the roundabouts and search for Jamiel. I'll be back later. Arcanjo stands up and leaves, having hardly eaten or drinken anything.

Goldberry344

05-20-2002, 05:02 AM

Erolas sighs. "I suppose he knows what he's doing, i wish things were always this simple."

Gandalf_White

05-20-2002, 07:04 AM

Erolas I hate to leave you here but this ordeal about trolls and orcs is troubling me. I need you to watch the rest of the group while I am gone. I need to find out more of what these strange happenings are all about. First, I will try to see if I can get more information out of Mr. Hildrin. He will trust me. Just make sure, Erolas that none of you here get separated. We are already becoming scattered. I shall be back in probably about 3 hours. Dalfir tosses a sack of gold to Erolas. Here buy the dwarves as much food and beer as they need. I would reccommend that you all get a bit of rest. See you later. With a tip of his hat Dalfir was gone.

Narya

05-20-2002, 07:19 AM

*Jamiel and Cimaron have reached the Northern gate of Trurion. Their entire fellowship are now inside the Meadow Creek Inn.*

I dislike this silence, Cimaron. There's evil afoot here and beyond those hills. This used to be a bustling City and now I don't even see a single dwarf. They used to frequent this City's market with their goods. *Cimaron neighed softly as if saying that there is an ill-feeling that surrounds them both*

*Jamiel approached an old man in rags sitting on a stool outside one of the clay houses in the outskirts of the City near it's proud walls*

excuse me, kind sir, but have the Dwarves of the Stillfin Caves been here this year? *the old man raised his head and looks at the Elf intently, then grabs Jamiel tightly by the hand, too tight for an elderly man it seems, and said The Shadow Ships have landed! then with it's thick walking stick he hits Jamiel's broken leg. Jamiel falls on the ground holding his leg and cried out in pain, but the old man throws him a torn piece of parchment and runs out the gates at incredible speed.

I must get to the others. Arcanjo had better recover his strength, this leg is making me weak for an elf. he grabs the paper and mounts Cimaron and slowly they rode towards the Inn. Then he meets Arcanjo.

Has you strength returned?? My leg has been hit again by a mysterious old man who seems to be stronger than he looks.

Ice Man

05-20-2002, 04:15 PM

Only a few moments after leaving the Meadow Creek Inn, Arcanjo meets with Jamiel. So there you are my friend. What have you seen? What has happened to you? Jamiel answers back to Arcanjo, telling him about some small happenings and also about his encounter with the Old Man in Rags.

The Silent Ships have landed? What in Elrond's blessed name shall that mean? - Says Arcanjo during the conversation.

Arcanjo then tells Jamiel about the things that had happened to them, including that they are going to sleep in the Meadow Creek Inn, and including the rumor concerning Trolls and Orcs. I can't imagine what conection there is between the Trolls and Orcs and these so called Silent Ships, but I excpect them to be of ill deeds.

After they have finished getting each other updated, Arcanjo and Jamiel go to the shop of this weapon collecter. There they sell the baragian knife for half of what Arcanjo originally intended, but just enough for them to spend two nights at the Inn, and they also do some chit chat with the shop owner, a retired mercenary of old old age called Scimen. Scimen doesn't say much about the Trolls and Orcs, and has no idea of what the Silent Ships are, but he does tell them a thing or two, even though his voice is weak and rusted, being extremly irritating. We don't know much, but there are some words around. Some words, you know? Poeple are saying that Trolls and Orcs have been giving trouble to the guards in the surroundings. That they have come from the Stillfin Caves.

Stillfin Caves? - Asks Arcanjo - Aren't the Dwarves the Lords of the Stillfin Caves?

Yes and no. - Answers Scimen - The Dwarves are the Lords there, but it has been some months since any Dwarfe from there came here. Not a single word has been heard about those Dwarves in some two months, and even more time has passed since any Elf from the White Forest has come here too. Rumors are rumors, but it is said that both the Dwarves and the Elves are being troubled by some Orcs and Trolls. I don't know. But business sure has been too slow around town. Something is happening.

Arcanjo and Jamiel return to the Inn, and then they go up to their room, where they rest and Arcanjo tries to take care of Jamiel's broken leg.

YayGollum

05-20-2002, 05:51 PM

"It's too bad some of you are tired, because I could leave right now to battle those beasts! Especially if they're terrorizing Dwarves!"

Ice Man

05-20-2002, 06:40 PM

Save your strengths Boffin, we must rest while we are here in Trurion. The road will not get easier once we leave, we have months of travelling ahead of us and the winter will surely catch us before we finish this quest of ours.

YayGollum

05-20-2002, 10:23 PM

"Uh, months? There must be a lot of them moving around if they can have an influence this far away! I guess I will go save my strenghth! I hope you got enough money for food for a while!" *Boffin trudges back to the bar*

Goldberry344

05-20-2002, 10:31 PM

Erolas gets up from his table and looks for the others. He goes up to the rooms and finds arcanjo, jamiel, and boffin. "do you know where the others are? Dalfir is looking into the troll problem, and we should probably find eachother."

Ice Man

05-20-2002, 11:35 PM

OOC - Aren't we all here? I am assuming that all characters, except Dalfir, are in the inn, even if they are not posting.

Goldberry344

05-21-2002, 04:22 AM

OOC i meant it the room so we can figure out what to do while dalfir is gone.

Narya

05-21-2002, 04:25 AM

*ooc How many were we and who were we when we began this trip? That's what I'd like to know. Gandalf_white is supposed to be the leader of this group right? How many Elves and how many dwarves are still here?

*ic* Jamiel

My leg feels much better, Arcanjo my friend. Thank you.

Here maybe we should look at this thing the old man gave me after he struck me in my broken leg. It seems to be a map of some sort, also, we should look into the matter of the Shadow Ships that he said. That troubles me a lot. Somehow the arrival of those ships are connected with the reapearance of Trolls and Orcs, and possibly Goblins in the mountains.

We will not find it easy to get to the Andi Mountains that is for sure, here look at this map. (shows them the map) Isn't it odd that the passage in the Northern gates have these symbols?? I can't read them. I didn't even see them on the Northern gates today, I've been there, and these symbols weren't there. Can you read them Erolas?

Ice Man

05-21-2002, 05:20 AM

OOC - The RP started with a some roles that still weren't filled. So far, only Narya, GoldBerry344, Gandalf_White, YayGollum, Aradhel and I have posted in here, so we are six people and 7 acitve characters, 1 wizard, 2 dwarves and 4 Elves. May I suggest that we also take care of some secondary roles, such as the hobbits, dwarves and humans that were originally intended to be in this adventure?

IC - I have no idea of what these Symbols mean, but they are surely not Elvish, that I know for sure. - Arcanjo takes a pause in his speech and, with a grim expression to his face, asks: Who here would like join me towards a visit to the Northern Gate this night? We may listen to something important the guards have to say, and we may even see something important...

Gandalf_White

05-21-2002, 06:46 AM

Dalfir enters the room where the group is gathered.
I have found out little considering all there is to find answers to. I talked with Mr. Hildrin. He does not say much. Just that he knew there were orcs and trolls around the vicinity of the Andi mountain and the Stillfin Caves. I forgive Hildrin for being so held back about details. Lily his waitress told me that his son was out on a hunting expedition with some friends near the Stillfin Caves. Hildrin's son was killed by an orc there. Lily says ever since then he has spoke very little. Dalfir pauses. Now don't get excited. Let me do the talking and DON'T interrup. I have been to the Andi mountain and the Stillfin Caves. Don't ask me how. I am a wizard. And we have our ways. There is an army of Trolls and Orcs in both places. I believe they have killed all of the Dwarves there. From the bits of conversation I could catch, it seems that they are planning to attack Trurion. I hate to delay our journey to Chesolien, but I can't leave this city in danger. I guess we are caught up in a different quest now. We need to come up with a proper plan.

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OOC: These are the roles I have for our RPG. And Yes I am the leader. Tell me if my information is wrong.

Dalfir (wizard) and Jaquel (elf) played by Gandalf_White
Arcanjo (elf) played by Arcanjo
Boffin (dwarf) played by YayGolllum
Birgin (dwarf) played by Aredhel
Jamiel (elf) played by Narya
Erolas (elf) played by Goldberry344

I think it is a good idea to add some of the roles that were left out in the begining.

Ice Man

05-21-2002, 02:07 PM

Oh Dalfir, oh Dalfir, what terrible news these are, we are trapped in Trurion as animals trapped in cages. If we leave this city and head towards the Andi, we shall encounter hords of Trolls, Orcs and Goblins on the road, and it is very unlikely that we are capapable of defeating hundreds of them. If we stay here for long, the Ors, Trolls and Goblins shall meet us here, and we will still be facing armies of them.

Arcanjo walks to the window of their room and looks deep in the disntace, as if trying to see what was happening outside the walls of Trurion. The moon was hidden by the clouds, it was a very dark night, proper for ambushes and for other coward actions to take place. Arcanjo then turns to Althorn (a secondary role I'm adopting) and asks: What is on your mind Althorn?

Althorn answers: I wonder how pewrful the guards of this city are. And I am afraid that they are not able to hold the enemy hords on the outside of the walls, which will mean the death of many town people, at the least. Dalfir wants us to think of a plan, and I can only think of one, which is us leaving Trurion now and setting feet towards the Andi. Why must we delay ourselves and run the risk of being killed defending a city that is not ours?

Aredhel

05-21-2002, 04:20 PM

OOC: sorry I haven't posted for a while. Victoria Day weekend.

IC: Birgin comes back from the Common room, wiping his mouth.

"What's this I hear about Dwarves?"

Ice Man

05-21-2002, 04:35 PM

Birgin, the news are not encouraging. It is being said that Trolls, Orcs and Goblins comming from the Stillfin caves are going to attack Trurion.

YayGollum

05-21-2002, 05:55 PM

"Well, if we're going to rest for a couple days, I guess I'll go check out the bar again. And see if they have something besides rabbit meat! As soon as you people are rested, I'm ready to go!"

OOC: what are the characters that we still need? I might just be one.

Aredhel

05-21-2002, 06:00 PM

He remains silent for a while, thinking.

"That is not good," he says finally, stroking his beard in thought.

Ice Man

05-21-2002, 07:15 PM

Birgin, have you ever eaten too much? Just take care so you don't eat too much. It is night, so I am going to sleep and rest now. Good night.

Aredhel

05-21-2002, 07:49 PM

He pulls a chair closer to the hearth, and stays awake. A couple of hours later, his head nods to sleep.

Goldberry344

05-21-2002, 10:30 PM

OOC- erm, am i supposed to know?? :(

IC
"We won't go to search the North Gate now, we should wait for Dalfir to return. Let's get a good night's sleep" Erolas walks over to his bed, brushes his long elven locks (ooc-sry, i had to) and goes to bed.

Gandalf_White

05-22-2002, 01:11 AM

OOC:
The other roles are:
Trogas and Cirolas (hobbits)
Tolir (a man)
Ronbar (an elf)(I think that is right)

IC:
I don't understand how any of you could think of just leaving. It would weigh heavily on my mind if I left this city in danger.

Goldberry344

05-22-2002, 01:24 AM

"I think we should stay, but i also think that even we need rest. Go to sleep soon, i should say."

Ice Man

05-22-2002, 04:09 AM

Arcanjo sleeps in the room, completely ignoring whatever talk people may be having, for he wishes to fully recover himself before some more troubled days arrive, for he knows they will shortly arrive.

In the meantime, Althorn talks with Dalfir: Dalfir, honor is not what we are searching on this quest. We are on a quest to retreive an Elvish treausre that has long been lost. If we leave right now, we might stand a chance of getting out of the Orc's and Troll's way. Althorn then stands right in front of Dalfir, eye to eye. Listen Dalfir, listen! Althorn rises his voice more than necessary, and just enough for people outside the room to listen to. Who will be at the Stillfin caves while the Orcs and Trolls are here? Nobody! It will be a perfect chance for us to sneek in and get our treasure! Think about it! Time is running short! I shall sleep now, and you better give my idea some thoughts, that is if you not want to be trapped and killed in this city... Althorn leaves and goes to his room to sleep.

Narya

05-22-2002, 04:45 AM

*Jamiel could not sleep that night. The message of the old man, the Shadow Ships and the trouble at the Stillfin Caves was too much for him to bear. He lay on his bed with eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, trying his best to comprehend the situation. He tries with all his might to decipher the symbols on the northern gates of Trurion. Being young for an Elf, he found it terribly hard to accomplish the task, he sits down, puts his hands on his head and concentrated on the runes*

Jamiel

What do they mean?? Think Jamiel, think...

*The image of the runes kept burning in his mind, then suddenly...*

Ice Man

05-22-2002, 04:54 AM

OOC - Do those symbols actually mean anything, or are they completely random? If they mean anything, I will not be able to read them, because I really don't understanding runes...

Narya

05-22-2002, 05:38 AM

*..a pang of fear strangles Jamiel as he finally recognizes the runes*

Jamiel

It can't be...

*Jamiel wakes Erolas and Birgin*

Erolas, wake up! Birgin, get up now. Where's Dalfir and Arcanjo? We have to leave, now. Wake up!!!

Gandalf_White

05-22-2002, 06:07 AM

Dalfir and Jaquel enter the room where Jamiel is awakening some of the others. Dalfir says Jamiel I don't understand what is the problem?
OOC: The Elvish treasure is not in the Stillfin Caves. I can't see the pic with runes that Narya posted. :( What is it all about?

Narya

05-22-2002, 01:44 PM

*seeing Dalfir and Jaquel, Jamiel tried hard not to looked panicked. But his eyes deceive him. The sudden realization that a great danger is upon all of them is choking him like a great smoke.*

Dalfir, I am terribly sorry for not being able to read the runes rightly. I should have brought my book of languages along, I have failed you all as a scribe and guide. I am sorry.

The Runes, they say of Gnargoth the black!! The Shadow Ships that landed brought his remains. He is somewhere along these shores, where he is right now, I do not know. What I do know, is that, Trurion is no longer the City you and I remember. We cannot linger. We must get to the others and flee as fast and far as we all can!!!

*turning to Jaquel*

Jaquel, cuin ad! Avorn! Avorn!!

Ice Man

05-22-2002, 02:59 PM

Athorn wakes up, surprised by Jamiel and other busting into his room, and frightened by listening the news concerning Gnargoth's arrival. I told you! We should have left Trurion the minute we arrived! We are doomed! Althorn quickly packs his gear and panics his way to the common hall downstairs.

Arcanjo also wakes up, being not as paniced as Althorn, but equally surprised. We must leave, We must head toards the Andi Mountain! Meating an Orcish hord here or on the road is equally danerous and our only hope is to not be here once the enemy hords arrive at Trurion! To the Andi Mountains! Arcanjo rusjes downstair and awaits for the others. His sword, Amnetiz glows green, danger is near.

YayGollum

05-22-2002, 06:06 PM

*sitting at the bar, Boffin notices his companions running around* "Hey, have we decided to leave early? Good! I'm ready!"

OOC: Gandalf person, I'll be Tolir. I'll send you a PM with his profile.

Goldberry344

05-22-2002, 06:29 PM

Erolas straps on his sword, picks up his bow, quiver and saddlepacks and waits for the others to be ready. "Where are we going, i dont understand the rush"

Ice Man

05-22-2002, 07:00 PM

Erolas, we are leaving to the the Andi Mountain now. Trolls and Orcs serving Gnargoth the Black are to attack Trurion and we have not the power to stop them. We must head for the Andi, for our only hope of defeating Gnargoth lies lost in the Andi Mountain! We are leaving now, for there is no time to lose!

Goldberry344

05-22-2002, 07:07 PM

Erolas suddenly understand, he jumps up, runs downstairs, pays the innkeeper and asks him to fetch and saddle their horses.

Aredhel

05-22-2002, 07:49 PM

He grabs his weapons and his pack and runs down the stairs.

Gandalf_White

05-22-2002, 10:20 PM

Dalfir leads the others out to the stables. Not bothering to tell the stable boy why they are leaving so soon. He puts his things on Snowfoot. And hops on. Everyone ready?
Jaquel jumps onto his horse Andloth. Let's go! He shouts.

Goldberry344

05-22-2002, 11:03 PM

Erolas jumps onto his horse and speeds after Jaquel.

Ice Man

05-22-2002, 11:04 PM

Arcanjo and Althorn jump on their horses and ruch towards the Northern Gate.

As they group arrives at the Northern Gate, they see that the Northern Gate is closed. Morning hasn't arrived yet, and the gate is still closed. The guards have closed the gate and they are taking turns at watching the roundabouts.

Arcanjo approaches on guard and says in a strong but polite manner: We must leave the city now! We have urgent matter to take care of. Please open the gate for us to leave.

The guard answers: No, rules are rule and we do not keep the gates open from the sunset to the sunrise.

Goldberry344

05-22-2002, 11:11 PM

Erolas walks his horse up to Aracanjo and the guard. together the two look quite impressive, and the guard is intimidated a bit.

Gandalf_White

05-23-2002, 02:01 AM

Dalfir walks up to the elves and the guard. Guard open the gates. I don't care what rules there are. If you let us out quickly no one will ever know that you let us out. If you open these gates I won't turn you into something unnatural. The guard is very frightened.

Goldberry344

05-23-2002, 02:54 AM

The guard stands his ground, a little shakily, however.

Ice Man

05-23-2002, 04:00 AM

Arcanjo walks towards the guard and wispers in his ear, nobody of the group listens to this: Trurion is going to be attacked by hords of Trolls and Orcs anytime soon, warn your family and run away to the south. These lands are not safe.

Arcanjo looks deep into his eyes and then says: Open this gate now! The guard opens the gate and runs away into the city, leaving all his fellow guards behind.

The party heads towards the Andi.

Goldberry344

05-23-2002, 04:08 AM

Erolas sighed, "Arcanjo, my friend, it seems you always have a solution for everything. Where would we be without you? now, where is this thing we are looking for?"

Ice Man

05-23-2002, 04:46 AM

OOC - Is that good or bad?

Towards the north, I'm afraid we must pass right besides the Stillfin caves if we wish to arrive at the Andi as soon as possible. And I imagine we will take at least 4 or 5 days to arrive at the Andi.

Gandalf_White

05-23-2002, 05:55 AM

It would take us 4 or 5 days to reach the Andi mountain but I think we should travel faster so that it only takes us about 3 days.

Aredhel

05-23-2002, 04:15 PM

"Which ever way is fastest, just so I don't have to endure this torment anymore,"he says with a gruff laugh.

Ice Man

05-23-2002, 10:23 PM

Lets us go through the northern road then, it is the fastest way. And then the party vanished in the night, leaving Trurion to meets its faith.

Goldberry344

05-23-2002, 10:40 PM

OOC it is a good thing, i think. ;)

IC
Erolas speed off following the others, but sensing danger near. He calls to the others, and they halt, grouping together. "There is danger near" erolas explains, "At least i think there is. if there are trolls near the city, why shouldnt there be any around here? and why are there no animals out this night?"

Gandalf_White

05-23-2002, 11:22 PM

Dalfir looks confused. I just don't understand. I noticed not seeing the animals too. None of this makes much sense. I though that the trolls and orcs would probably attack the city from the southern end. We had better be on guard. Keep your weapons ready. And stay close together.
The group rides off into the night.

Goldberry344

05-24-2002, 12:30 AM

Erolas is uncomforted by the lack of wildlife... You can tell almost anything about what's about to happen by the behavior of wild animals.

Ice Man

05-24-2002, 04:52 AM

Althorn rides his horse, but cannot disguise his thoughts. Something is not right, and he can't be sure of what it is. They are here, somewhere arround, I can feel it. Have your weapons at hand.

The clouds are covering the moon, the night is imersed in a deep engulfing darkness. Everything seems motionless and dead.

Yes, I feel their presence, and so does Amnetiz, my sword. Arcanjo holds Amnetiz in his hand, Amnetiz glows as if in green flames. I cannot see them in this dark, but I will not be surprised if they are seing us.

They continue to wander into the dark.

Narya

05-24-2002, 06:47 AM

*a rain of arrows pour down on the surprised group, Orcs from the Stillfan Mountains come in a great cry!*

Jamiel

It's an ambush!! Run back!! Back to the City!! We have no cover in the forest!! Noro lim, Cimaron, Noro lim!!!

Dalfir, to your right...WARGS!!!

*Jamiel fires his arrow at the left plank of orcs now surrounding the group, as they retreat back into the city. *

Birgin to your left!!

Go back!! Back inside!!! We will have enough cover inside than out here. Arcanjo, behind you!

Gandalf_White

05-24-2002, 07:06 AM

The small group speeds off on their horses. The orcs and wargs follow close behind. As the group nears Trurion they see an army of trolls attacking the city.Dalfir says We must help with the fighting. If we die it is honorably that we die. Dalfir draws his sword Orwin. It glows a bright orange. Jaquel knock two arrows and fires at two wargs snapping at Andloth's (his horse's) heels. The group enters the city.

OOC: I was to have Dalfir find Orwin somewhere but he just has a sword all of a sudden. It glows orange when trolls are near. This is going to be a bloody battle so whoever posts next add some bloodshed.

Narya

05-24-2002, 12:30 PM

*ooc yes GW, it shall be VERY BLOODY BATTLE INDEED!*

*ic - Jamiel now sees that the Northern gate of city is half-closed, and deep within sounds of destruction welcome the battlecry from behind them. The Trolls that fled after their attack in the southern caves near the borders of the Gwathren River have followed them into Trurion.*

[Jamiel] Where are the guards??*He lets fly an arrow one after the other always towards the Trolls that have now barred the entrance to the City, Behind he could see Arcanjo and Erolas fighting off the Orcs and Dalfir, Birgin, and Boffin fighting off the wargs that came behind. All my choices it seems have gone amiss. Faster Cimaron! Faster We must win back the gate!!! * and he lets fly arrows and they smote the air and right into the forehead of a rather large orc standing at the gates of Trurion.*

Birgin my friend will you be more comfortable fighting on your feet? I will let you down from the horse. Swing your ax as you've never done before.

*The Troll rushes towards Jamiel, but the elf jumped into the air and onto his back, Cimaron ran in the other direction and made it into the city. On the troll's back he shot an arrow right above it's nape, dark blood flowed out. Jamiel then takes his dagger and cuts through the troll's eyes, blinding him. The jumps down and fires a rain of arrows at the Orcs that have now entered the city gates.*

Dalfir! He shouts as he shot an arrow towards an orc that was sneaking behind the wizard.

The battle of Trurion has now begun!

Ice Man

05-24-2002, 01:22 PM

Althorn is surprised by all the Orcs, Trolls and Wargs. He jumps down his horse, who received more than one deadly wound, having arrows flying always too close to his head and grabs his mighty axe, he then begins to fight back, blinded by his hatred towards those ill beings, and with nothing on his mind other than kill, kill and kill.

Somewhere, caught in the middle of all the madness, Arcanjo battles against his deadly enemies. He viciously swings Amnetiz, trying to kill the orcs with as few blows as possible. But he knows that they have the uperhand, for they massively outnumber Arcanjo and his friends.

A warg jumps over Arcanjo, who falls on his back, but the warg instantly falls dead, Althorn killed the warg with one mighty blow of his blood stained axe. There is no time to thank Althorn and, although he had been scratched by the warg, Arcanjo continues to fight, side by side with Althorn, as if his own father were there fighting by his side.

The Trolls and Orcs continue to come from the woods beside them, some of them charge towards Trurion, others charge towards Dalfir, Arcanjo, Althorn and the rest of the party. And Althron has an idea: Dalfir, Dalfir, use your magic to set the woods afire, let our dark enemies burn to death trapped in the woods. Do it Dalfir, do it! Set the woods afire!

The battle rages on...

YayGollum

05-24-2002, 06:04 PM

Profile for the Tolir dude:
Name: Tolir (of course)
Race: stinky, nasty, boring human
Weapons: battle axe, dirk
Appearance: big and burly scary looking dude, bent over from working at forges with Dwarves, skin bright red from the heat that only Dwarves are used to
History: born in Trurion, apprenticed to those Dwarves that got killed, took his two best weapons to get revenge on the trolls (the ones we killed earlier) that killed his mentors and family, has never killed before, oh yeah, he has a horse named Anthrax :rolleyes:

*Tolir runs up through the gate and starts swinging his huge battle axe inexpertedly (real word?) at trolls*

Aredhel

05-24-2002, 07:50 PM

Birgin jumps down from his horse, at the same time swinging his huge double sided axe.

"KHAZAD!! KHAZAD AI-MENU!!,"(The Dwarves! The Dwarves are upon you!) He shouts above tumult of war.

With one swing he hewes the legs of a troll from underneath it, and goes on swinging and slaughtering, wrath that was long dormant released.

Ice Man

05-24-2002, 07:51 PM

Tha appearence of Toril makes things a tad less impossible for Arcanjo and the rest of the party, as Toril quickly comes in scene and begins to take part in the hack and slash. Still, Arcanjo and the others are heavily outnumbered as they fight and are pressed to go backwards, in the direction of Trurion, which now is completely in flames.

The Nothern gate has been destroyed, the Orcs run into the city, the townsfolk all run for their lives, women, childern and elders are being killed and caos reigns in what once was a big and important city. The only resistance the orcs find are the city guards, who fight a fight they do not expect to win, but they fight it only to see if they can at least give the women and children time to run away from the city.

The battle proceeds, with Arcanjo and the party always being pushed and pushed closer to the Northen gate and into the city. The Orcs begin to run out of arrows, and they now chose to fight sword with sword, fist with fist, but, blinded by their evil madness, they show no attempt of organizing an attack against the party. The Orcs have no strategy whatsoever and frequently find themselves hitting one another. As much as Arcano hates the Orcs, he thanks them for being so empty-minded and non-organized.

And the battle rages on...

Aredhel

05-24-2002, 08:02 PM

So caught up with the battle, that little did he realize that he was seperated from the others until he found himself hemmed in by Orcs.

By then his wrath had dimmed and he now fought with a clear head. He hoped the others were safe, and he continued to swing his axe in circles.

He freed one hand and grabbed the handle of his mace and swung it above his head, neatly beheading several orcs at the same time.

Just as he was going to do it again, an ugly hand grabbed it and ripped it from his hands. He falls backward, and a foot steps on his middle. He wondered if this was the end, and if his companions were safe. Then all blacked out.

Ice Man

05-24-2002, 09:28 PM

Arcanjo saw Birgin fall to he ground and, as quick as a thought, he dashed through the middle of the Orcs and towards Birgin, who had been severely beaten. Althorn followed Arcanjo, for he knew that the two of them together were more than a match for many of the Orcs.

As Arcanjo arrived, one big, tall and ugly Orc grabed Birgin by his feet and threw him over his back. And so the Orc, with Birgin over his shoulder, made his way into the woods, and out of the site of Arcanjo and Althorn, who were too busy fighting and could not spare time to run after the evil Orc.

Althorn! - Yelled Arcanjo btetween his fighting with the Orcs - I shall run into the woods after Birgin, we cannot let him be captured!

What about the others? They musn't be left alone- Althorn had doubts in his heart.

Dalfir and Jaquel are with them, they are in less danger then we are, and nobody's in more danger than Birgin is. I shall go after Birgin, follow me! - Arcanjo did not wait for an answer, he striked hard with Amnetiz deep into an Orc's chest, releiving the Orc from it's tormented and evil existance, and ran into the woods after the Orc with Birgin. Althorn followed Arcanjo, not so close that time, but he was close enough to not let Arcanjo out of his site.

Arcanjo ran through the woods, not bothering to slay the Orcs that would eventually be seen and always trying to have Birgin one agin in his sight. Althorn to was running as quick as possible, for he had two urgent tasks, one was to keep up with Arcanjo, the other was to not allow himself to be captured by the dozen of Orcs that were folowing him.

They didn't run for too much time, but they did run at a speed that allowed them to cover a great distance. And they did not have time to think, only to react, as arrows were still flying in the air, much too close, always too dangerous. Minutes passed by and, suddenly, Arcanjo found Birgin, unconcious, laid down on the ground, much hurt. Where was the Orc tha had carried Birgin?

Silence. Silenced filled the air. What an uncommon thing, Arcanjo had, in the middle of the madness, forgotten what was the sound of silence, so peacefull was it to the ears. Only then did he listen to some of his thoughts, only then did he notice that he as alone. Arcanjo had ran so fast and for so long that he had left Althorn behind! Althorn was alone against the Orcs, he was in great danger! But Arcanjo could not leave Birgin alone and unconcious, neither could he abandone Althorn, who had saved his life! A greater conflict took place in Arcanjo's thoughts who would he save?!

The answer became obvious as soon as Arcanjo was surprised by seven Orcs jumping out of the night's darkness and into Arcanjo's sight. Arcanjo had to save himself if he wished to save either Birgin or Althorn.

And Arcanjo fought the Orcs, who were taller, stronger, faster than any Orc he had ever seen before. And he fought them with more anger and hatred than he had ever imagined to be possible, but the Orcs were prevailing. Arcanjo killed two of them, but the other six were only getting faster and stronger. Arcanjo fought them with all the skills he had, all of his anger, all of his will, but it was not enough. And, after having slained a thrid Orc, Arcanjo was hit. A mighty blow, comming from one of the Orc's clubs, hit Arcanjo and he fell down to the groung and let go of Amnetiz.

The Orcs laughed, for both Arcanjo and Birgin were on the ground. Arcanjo was still awake, but he had not to strength to stand up, much less to fight. The Orcs laughed and spitted over Arcanjo, and then one Orc said - I kill this one, and you kill small one. Orrr. The Master will be proud. Master said an Elf we kill gives us right to have more gold. Orrr. I kill him with his sword - The Orc took Amnetiz in his hands, spitted over it and said to Arcanjo - I do not know you, but I hate you, and I will kill you. (OOC - this line is worth an Oscar :D )

He never did kill Arcanjo. Althorn arrived at the scene and decapitated the Orc with his axe just a second before the Orc would have hitten Arcanjo, surprising Arcanjo and the other two Orcs.

Another fight took place, Althorn was fighting the three Orcs that were left. It was a feirce fight, Althorn was fighting as if he had nothing to lose, he was fighting as if he were ready to die, he was fighting as if death herself was his enemy. But he was not strong enough, the Orcs were all too strong and fast, and Althorn did not pevail. Althorn killed two Orcs, but the last one killed Althorn with its twisted Orchish blade.

Arcanjo saw it all, uncapable of reacting until he saw that Althorn was defeated. Despair took control of Arcanjo's mind, as he stodd up only to grab Amnetiz and cut off the leg of the surviving Orc. The Orc did not fall dead, and Arcanjo still had to strike at the Orcs head before assuring himself that it had been defeated.

Arcanjo then fell to his knees, witnessing the fallen bodies beside him. Althorn, who had saved him twice in one night, was dead, Birgin was unconcious, and they were alone in the woods.

Silence once again filed the air, despair and regret took control of Arcanjo's mind, who went down to his knees, and cried Althorn's death, and cursed the day he had allowed them all to go on such infamous journey.