Into the dark land of Mordor

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOC: Post your characters profile, then continue the story.
Name: Dimlondowen Vanyadiel
Age: 2887
Sex: Female
Race: Elf
Birthplace: Rivendell
Family:Unknown
Weapons: An Elven blade, forged in Rivendell. A bow from Lothlórien. A glass bottle, filled with light.
Appearance: Long brown hair, dark brown eyes.
Companions: Enedfalath, horse. Snow-Jer, hawk.
History: She lived in Rivendell, 9 years back she was exiled from there and only allowed to return at the word of Master Elrond. After that, she wandered throught the land. Meeting people and joining they quests.

IC:
Elves were hard to come by, but there sat Dimlondowen, an elf, in The Prancing Pony in Bree. She was recomended this place by Aragorn who she had meet in Rivendell, for she was seeking a brave comany to go with her to Minas Morgul. To take back the sword of Eärnur, the last king of Gondor. (before Aragorn became king) She now looked around the room, seeing if any would withstand the journey.

[Mablung]

ooc: Ill use my MK profile for this.

Name: Maegelen

Race: Elf

Birthplace: Rivendell

Appearence: A very lithe 6'4 elf he wears leather armor with Mithril studs poked into it for extra protection and leather leggings without studs over normal garb. On his back is carried a white orante bow and a quiver full of white arrows. At his side is strapped sword in a carved sheath adorned with gems.

Animal: His steed Lightmane.

Family: All have left for Valinor.

Items: A finely tuned lute. His bow and arrows. And his mithril inlaid blade "Galen". A small Iron buckler adorned with leaves and trees of Mithril.

History: Maegelen was never happy to stay in Rivendell with all of his family. He lusted to see beings of other races more than trees or other elves. After his coming of age he was constantly roaming gone for monthes on end experiencing the wonders that he felt the other elves just couldn't see. When in the halls of Rivendell his passion was composing verses of song which he took to the outside world performing for all whom would listen. When all of his family lef for Valinor he chose to stay unable to leave the beings he had grown so close too. So with only the family sword to remind himself of them he set off into the world.

Maegelen saw Dimlondowen scanning the room for the table where he was singing. Recognizing her from Rivendell he stopped playing an went over to her. "Ah Dimlondowen off on another adventure are we? You have the look of someone seeking something. And judging by how your looking at this crowd I'd say you need a few companions. If that is the case you can count me right in this place was getting boring."

[Gandalf White]

Ok, this is my first time, so bear with me.

What does ooc: mean? Do I just make up that info about myself? If you don't want me in becuz of my ignorance about such things, let me know.

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOC means "out of character".
IC means "In character"
You have to post your profile, your name in this RPG, race, age, weapons, bithplace, etc...
Of course you can still join!


IC:"It has been a long time Maegelen! And you are right, I am looking for companions. I must go to Minas Morgul to get the sword of Eärnur. For what reason I cannot say, maybe later in our journey..." Said Dimlondowen, patting her hawk Snow-Jer on the head. " 'Tis good that you are going, someone I know and trust. But if we are to enter the Nazgul city we must have a larger comany then two. Do you know any one here who would be up to such a journey?"

[Mablung]

Maeg laughed. "Nay there aren't many here who I would take with me into the city of the Nazgul but there are a few exceptions Ill go see if any of them are around." He then dissapeared deeper into the Inn.

[*Lady Arwen*]

While Dimlondowen waited for Maeg to come back she ordered some food from the bar. To the onlookers she seemed strange and mysterious, she took off her hood and looked around the room again with hope that someone with courage to join their journey would appear.

[Baranlas]

Name:Baranlas
gender:male
age:40
race: dunedain
weapons: Longsword, shield of gondor

Description: sholuder length light brown hair,light blue eyes, 6'1" medium build, short beard, scar across cheeck from hitting his face into a door as a child

clothing: black leather boots, brown cloth trouses, blue cloth top, long battered leather cloak, leather gauntlets

travel:by foot only being a man of gondor he is not keen on riding horseback, unless needed

items:the few items he carries with him are of coarse his weapons, but along with that mutch hunting gear in the off chance of getting caught in the wilderness without any food,
aswell as the silver ring his father gave him baring his family crest
an ecliptical (sp?) moon.

(hope this is an ok desc.)

Baranlas had been listening to the conversation between the two
,a soons as maeg had left he walked up to Dimlondowen "excuse me miss, i over heard youre conversation,if youre seriously considering going into minas morgul then ask you to take my services, im quite skilled with the sword and know the area well, and i would hate to see such a beautiful creature as yourself get hurt"

[*Lady Arwen*]

"You may join the company, for we are short of companions. Yet do not fear for my safety, for I have gone many long and dangerous journeys already. I also have more practice with the sword, being 2887 years old." Dimlondowen responded "Have a seat." Baranlas sat down next to her.

[Baranlas]

Baranlas thanks Dimlondowen
"so miss i feel i must ask, what madness posses you to go to minas morgul, for after all the sword is a mere tool, or are there things i do not know of this sword, as i must admit that lore isnt my strong point"

[Phenix]

i'll join:


Name: Phenix blackwood

race: elf

gender: male

age: 1036

birthplace: rivendell

weapons: a mirkwood bow and two daggers

pets: a horse named nightmare

ic: an elf clothed in dark walked into the inn and sat down in a corner waiting for someone to wait him. After a long time, to long by the elfs opinion, a small man came over to him.

" what can I get you sir" he asked

" a beer" the elf said
the man returned after some minits with the beer and grabed the coin which layed on the table and quickly ran over to the next table.

[Mablung]

Maeg spotted Phenix and came over to his table. "Ah Phenix good to see you again. You'd never believe it but Dimlondowen the elf Lord Elrond banished from our home is here. Anyway she has a little adventure she taking people on for Im already on board and I think it is right up your alley come talk to us if your interest is piqued." Maeg then went back over and sat down on the other side of Dimlondowen. "Only found one person I was looking for. Its Phenix Blackwood you probably remember him too I guarntee he will want to know more about this."

[Phenix]

Phenix walked over ot their table.

"hello Dimlondowen nice to see you again, Maeg says that you have a quest to go on and looking for companions you wouldn't mind telling more about it?" he said and sat down on the oposit side of the table with a slight bow with the head towards Baranlas " I'm Phenix he said ot him"

[Gandalf White]

Name: Thelkon

Age: Unknown

Sex: Male

Race: Man (sorceror)

Weapons: An ornate sword, and two jeweled obsidian daggers + various poisons. Wears armor, possibly mithril.

Animals: A horse named Annun.


IC: A man walked over to the table and threw back the hood of his cape, revealing his dark, piercing eyes. He was dressed in black, with an ornate sword hung at his left side, a beautiful dagger at the other, and a matching one showed itself above his right boot. "I overheard you talking," he said, in a soft, silky voice. "I have been looking for companions, and would be very interested to hear about your quest. Pray, tell."

[*Lady Arwen*]

"Then come and listen all" Dimlondowen said, Thelkon nd Phenix sat down at the table "My quest is this, a long time ago Eärnur, the last king of Gondor was chalanged to a fight with the Witch King. At first he did not go at the bidding of the steward, some years later the Witch King repited his chalange. King Eärnur this time did not do as the steward said and went to Minas Morgul to fight him. He never came back, the sword he took with him was said to have a power that repeled the Nazgul. I was asked to go to the Morgul city to get it back and put it to use, preventing them to attack the free people of Middle Earth. Who asked me I cannot tell you, maybe later in our journey if it is needed... Have all here decided to join in my quest?" All nodded. "Good, we leave tomorrow. Get a good night's rest you'll need it." She turned to leave, then turned back remebering another thing "Do all of you have horses? " All nodded exept Baranlas "Then I'll find you a horse by tomorrow, goo night." She went up the stair to her room.

The next day the were up early, outside the Prancing Pony. Dimlondowen was holding two horses. Thelkon, Annun; Phenix, Nightmare; Maegelen, Lightmane. "This is Alak, he is an Elven horse." Dimlondowen said to Baranlas, handing Alak over to him. They were all packed and ready to go, Dimlondowen explanied the course the would take, showing them a map "We are here" pointing at Bree "We must travel South then East. I belive the easiest would be to go East the Soth following the Anduin, but I am not allowed in Imlandris... So we shall follow the Andrath Greenway road then cross at the gap od Rohan. We can rest in Edoras for a while after, then the next stop is Minas Tirth and then Minas Morgul" As she said this she traced a line on the map. "Are ready to go?"

[Baranlas]

"i thank you for the horse Dimlondowen ,
i agree with you on your route for this journey"
he then turns too Phenix,maeg and Thelkon
"i must appologise for my silence the other night, as i was dreadfully weary but i hope this will not hinder any friendship between us all"
Baranlas then procceds to toy with the silver ring on his finger.

[Gandalf White]

"No, not at all Baranlas," said Thelkon. " I too was weary. What is that ring there, does it contain any special powers, I wonder?"

[Baranlas]

"no not at all, just a family heirlome ,
its is dear to me, it reminds me of my childhood, as happy as it was, and helps me to look onto dark times a head, but now you say,,, the power it does have is too grant me my courage when my hope fails, but thats all i shall say from fear of boring you"
baranlas then mounts alak, and tries to look as confident as possible

[*Lady Arwen*]

They all mounted their horses and were ready to leave. They went through the narrow streets of Bree to the gate. "We shall ride by day and rest by night. I do not stop for anything." Said Dimlondowen. Maeg grinned, "Yup, thats the Dimlondowen I know" he thought. "My Snow-Jer shall keep whach over us as we ride" Said Dimlondowen.

[Baranlas]

Baranlas Had a very hard time controlling alak, which made one or two of the company chuckle,
after some hours of riding he finally got the hang of the basics.
he noticed that the the night was falling and greatly desired for them to stop, so he may get of the beast. they rode on, baranlas suddenly felt like he was being watched he looked around and saw nothing, he then turned to the company he saw no signs from them to indicate that they felt like him.
he quickly forgot about this.

[*Lady Arwen*]

It was nearly midnight when Dimlondowen let the company stop to rest. She lead them the edge of the woods that suronded the road. "We can rest here, if you must, light a fire. I can take first whach." She said to them, taking out a bundle of leaves with lembas inside from her pack. Baranlas watched amazed, he had never seen Lembas. Dimlondowen saw Baranlas watching her, "Try some." She said handing him a piece of Lembas.

[Mablung]

Maeg laughed as he saw Baranlas with the lembas. "Don't worry its not poison and it will probably be a Valar send after awhile I don't think we will get much else once we near our goal." He then ate half a wafer then satisfied with that he put it back into his pack.

[*Lady Arwen*]

They all sleep well that night and were ready to get going. Phenix had found a spring and they all drank from it and refilled their water bottles.

[Baranlas]

Barnalas woke that morning, feeling much more refreshed than he had been in many aday, he looked over too thelkon who also seemed to be much more refreshed,
baranlas got up and walked over to the spring and filled his bottle

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen was feeding Snow-Jer when Baranlas Thelkon woke up. She had already had breakfast and was waiting for them.

[Neothen]

Name: Methrer Madoc
Age: 60
Race: Wizard
Apearance: 6,3 gray hair wears black cloak over royal blue vestment.
History: Former king of Doroth and father of Neothen he wanders the lands with no wizard powers because of a freak accident. Methrer learned the ways of the Grondorians in order to protect himself from other mages.
Weapon: An ancient Grondorian blade.
Personality: Though he is old he is very strong and agile with a sword. He is a very serious man.


IC: Methrer sees a group of people up ahead, he decides to meet up with them, because he hasn't eaten in days.

[Baranlas]

Baranlas
looks up at sees a blurred shape in the distance. as he gets closer he makes out an elderly man,
as he gets closer, he shouts a gr4ating to the company, and pleas his case for food to which Dimlondowen invites him to sit with them for thesmall breakfast that they would be having

[*Lady Arwen*]

"Who are you?" Dimlondowen asked to the stranger.

[Baranlas]

At this point baranlas rembered that he thought that they were being followed the night before, and he became suspicious of the stranger

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen noticed that Baranlas sudenlly became more wary, but said nothing.

[Neothen]

"I am Methrer Madoc former king of Doroth. I've been wandering this forest for some time now and I am in need for some battle to ease my own pains." Methrer eats a bit more and lays back but can't help himself from noticing that one of the people in the group was watching him with a vulture eye.

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon noticed it also, and so decided to speak up. "I for one would be willing for your company, Methrer. Perhaps you could enlighten me as to the method of the Grondorians, maybe explain it a bit more. However, we need to be moving on, perhaps you can tell me on the way. You can ride with me, seeing as you have no horse," Thelkon added.

[Neothen]

"I thank you for the offer Thelkon. I am not one of the Grondorian men I only learned their magical defences after I lost my wizard powers. The Grondorians are people called Varums they can stop a mage in their tracks with a slight movement of the hand. If Anyone posses a magical abilitie then I can deminstraight."

[AratheinElessar]

Name: Arathein Elessar
Age: 47
Race: Man
Apearance: 6' 4" black hair with dark brown beard, black leather overcoat over red shirt with golden gauntlets, but well heres a pic i made to explain it better
http://www.geocities.com/robo_obi/aratheinphoto.jpg
History: Arathein is the Son of Aredain (who is the son of Aragorn) and also is the heir to the throne of Gondor.
Weapon: Narsil and two elven shortswords
Personality: Growing up under the eye of King Elessar he has been very disciplined his whole life. A fierce warrior with brilliant eyesight and excellent ranger skills, taught by Aragorn


IC: "Methrer!" called Arathein arising from over a crest near the treeline," I have been following you for many days, and seek your council, pray let me join your party, I can be of many uses on any journey."

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen was surprised by the many people who turned up in a short time, but she was kind to them. "Methrer and Arathein, you both may join this company. We are in nead of warriors that may fight with the nazgul (look on the 1st page, my last post)" She welcomed them to the company.

[Baranlas]

Baranlas, was also stunned bythe new arrivals, although his suspicion was never shaken of, but for now, his mind woundered on to other things, such as the matter of food among the company, to which with his hunting equipment ventured into a near by wood, the wood was thick and dark, but Baranlas eventually, found a rugged track, he followed this track until it reached the edge of a cave and from curiosity entered the darkness

[Phenix]

as Baranlas left Phenix said " he shouldn't be walking alon in thise woods, they're dangerus, I'll go after him" he grabed his bow and arows and went out into thewoods, but befor he disapeared into the shadow he turned around to the new comers

[Gandalf White]

"My mind is in great unease," Thelkon said softly, drewing Dimlondowen aside, "though I do not know whether it is because of the newcomers or Baranlas going rashly through the woods."

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon bent his thought, and concentrated. Suddenly he sprang to his feet! "Baranlas is in trouble, he will need back-up," he cried. "Follow me!" He sped towards Baranlas and the cave with Phenix close behind!!!!

[AratheinElessar]

Arathein turned and started off after Thelkon and Phenix, but was halted in his tracks as if a Balrog was standing three feet away, he clutched to his chest and revealed the evenstar from under his shirt. He loosened its fastenings and handing it to Methrer.

"Please, look after this, I can not carry it into battle. The burden is too great."

[Baranlas]

Baranlas continued walking through the cave, the entrance could no longer bee seen, but for some reason he kept going, he came to a set of three passages , and continued through the middle of the three, suddenly Baranlas fellhe rolled down the side of a steep slope hitting many rocks on the way down

baranlas finally got to his feet, he relised he wasnt alone, it was too dark for him too see anything, he heard dozens upon dozens of foot steps
he drew his sword and shield, but before he could do anything with them he was struck on the back of the head.

[Neothen]

Methrer put the evenstar in a leather pouch and followed the others. A power ran through his veins like never before. Methrer could absorb any kind of power to use it himself but this was too dark even for a wizard to hold in his hands. What was ahead throbed in his mind and his eyes turned dark in order for him to protect his mind.

[Baranlas]

Barnalas was down, but found strength to throw himself up he swung he sword in a circular motion, there was one or two cries of pain around him, he kept slashing at the dark desperatly, his left shoulder then jolted back and he felt a great pain he clawed at his should to find a long dark arrow had pierced him.
he dropped his shield but continued slashing with his sword, another arrow came towards him but just knicked his arm, he fought on and on with his unseen foes, until in the darkness there came a great roar and screams.

[Phenix]

a big troll came out of the trees besides left of Baranlas after it came 3 orcs, they al ran to keep up with the troll's great speed. sudently one of the orcs fell with an arown n the back the other two turned around just in time to see Phenix followed by Thelkon and Arathein emerge form the shadows. now the cave troll had noticed them and turned around to look at them. but as the troll ran towards them with it's big club in one hand, weirds shadows suronded it, they looked like men with sabres but they fought silet and not even when the fell to the ground, deadly wonded they made more sound then the sound that naturly comes when a man falls. teh three companions first didn't understood what happned but sudently a black arow came from nower and penetrated a tree just a few inches beside Phenix head

" wach out!!" Phenix said " spread out and try to find Baranlas" he yelleds to the two. a loud roar could be heard and al fighting stoped even the troll, now deadly wonded, stoped the figthing. everyone stood silent untill one more roar could be hear from the other side of the glade were they where, right after the second roar a dozen new orcs ran in and soon the entire glade were an entire battle field were orcs and men fought in life and death. on of teh black clothed men slayed a or beside Phenix but instead of runing toward another one he turned to Phenix and made an atemp to cut his arm of, luckly enougth he missed...

[Baranlas]

Barnlas tried to run while all seemed stunned to the roar
he got a few metres, but became dizzy, he lost his footing and fell to the ground with a crack to his head, it was only a slight wound but he guessed there was some sort of poison on the arrows, he got to his knees, by now he could see some light but it was then blocked by two orcs standing over himwith a quick slash he removed the the legs of the two orcs, suddenly his body felt weak and he leaned back.
Baranlas then Cried out for help before there was no strength left in him and he fell to the ground.

[Mablung]

Maegelen saw the cave where the orcs were crowding then drawing his sword and shield he lept upon then cutting a path too Baranlas. Seeing he was unable to move himself at the moment he knelt down then drew his bow firing at any orc that peered its head into the entrance keeping a mindful eye to the back of him. He kept firing hoping the orcs would run out before his arrows did.

[Neothen]

Methrer walked into the cave and saw four shadowy creaures infronet of him. Methrers eyes grew with anger. "YOU DEFIE MY ORDERS YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING GROZLINS." Methrer yelled as the battle stopped. "YOU GO AHEAD AND COLLECT ORCS AND A TROLL AND TRIE TO DEFIE ME." The four firgures resembaling orcs cower as Methrer yells at them. "YOU BEGED TO LIVE INFRONT OF ME AND YOU CHANGE YOUR MIND. I HAVE A PRESENT FOR YOU IN HELL!" Methrer points his hands at the grozlins and absorbs their life force making them shrivell up.

[AratheinElessar]

Arathein finally makes it to the cave, and is astonished that Methrer made it there before him. Slowly he walked over to a shrivelled grozlin skin, knelt down, and retrieved a short dagger, still in it's sheath, and fastened it to his leg.

"It appears I was late for the party," he said with a slight grin,"but let us gather what extra weapons we can, I got a little lost on the way her and noticed a troll fortress, not very big, but big enough to house at least 5 small trolls. There are orcs all around the entrance keeping watch.
He caught a quick glance of a red cross painted one of the fallen orc's chest, a look of dismay crossed his face.
"I fear they may already know of our presence. Quick, we haven't much time."

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen came shouting at them "I say wait outside you come running in here. I have been here many times before, you think I didn't know what was in here?!" She droped to her knees when she got next to Baralas "His alive, but not for long if we don't get out of here. I can heal him, if he wants we can drop him off at the next city. Lets get out of here" She picked up Baralas and started to walk away, the others followed her. " We are going to have to stay another night here" She said to the comapany. " Methrer, what were you talking about when you told those Grozlins that they 'defied your order'? "

Dimlondowen healed Baralas, some time later he awoke. "Lucky for you I learned my healing skills with Master Elrond." She said to him with a smile.

OOC: Sorry I haven't posted for so long, internet was down.

[Neothen]

"While wandering these woods I came apon four grozlins. They wanted to serve me, so I excepted because it is easy to control those creatures. But when we got there I realized that they tried to decieve me. They gathered orcs and came after me."

[*Lady Arwen*]

"So you punished them, " She made a strange face " You look strangely like my friend Neothen"

[Neothen]

"Neothen," Methrer paused for a second looking at Dimlondwen, "Is my son."

[Baranlas]

Baranlas, woke up feeling dizzy, he rembered all that happened
he sat up and got a drink of water, then got to his feet,
he spoke to the group " id like to thank you all for my rescue and to dimlondwen for healing me, i did not trust some of you as much as you deserved but you all now have my undying loyalty and friendship" he bowed to them all, he looked up again and seemed to catch on that he was disturbing a conversation between Dimlondwen and Methrer, he decided this would actually be a good time to check his equipment.

[Mablung]

"Neothen eh? Yes I recall one of my human Ranger friends being on some sort of adventure with him some time ago. Sounded like a good fellow Ill have to mention I met his dad." Maegelen said this idly while wiping the blood from his blade and gathering arrows from the fallen corpses.

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen made the same strange face "Really... He never said any thing about his familly exept thet they lived in Doroth. I'll have to tell him I've met his father"

[Neothen]

"You should never tell Neothen of me being alive. If you do then his world will fall to pieces." Methrer sat back with a worried look on his face. "Almost 15 years ago I set off to slay the final evil that threatened my home land. Neothen had just graduated from the academy and his time to be king was coming. In my travels I was captured by goblins and almost burned alive. But Vorums from Grondoron saved me. But during the time I was in the camp Neothen had gone out to look for me. He found my body hanging from a pole but i wasn't dead. He left and gained the throne in my honor. When I was saved the same Sorcerer who taunts my son took all my wizard powers. That's when I decided to stay out of my sons life and learn the ways of the Vorums."

[*Lady Arwen*]

"Now I know why he does not talk of you... Do not worry, I shall not tell him" She dot up and went to tend to Baralas wounds.

[Mablung]

"Well as I said I've never met him, but I will discuss it with no one outside the group we have here today." Maeg then sits down and begins strumming on his lute done with the post battle things.

[Neothen]

Methrer lays back trying to sleep but the thought of fooling hsi own son haunts him still. He finally reaches a point where he falls a sleep.

[Gandalf White]

OOC: Really, really sorry I missed that, my internet went out for a while as well. :(

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOC: GW that happens too me alot too;)

[AratheinElessar]

Arathein was standing off to the side, smoking his pipe, staring at the dim glow of the small campfire lit by the orcs. They were at least 400m away yet no-one seemed concerned.
Sensing that something wasn't right he muttered to himself, "they are on the move," and turned to face everyong else, " the enemy is aproaching we must either make haste away from here or stand ready to fight."

He wondered fro a long time if anyone was actually awake, finally Mehtrer stirred.

[Neothen]

"Don't worry, their captain is under my control." Methrer went back to sleep.

[*Lady Arwen*]

"You can never be to careful" She put her sword by her side "I do not dought your word Methrer, there are other things in these woods.. " Arathein still was not convinced "Rest Arathein, it might be in nead tommorow. Snow-Jer shall keep watch." The hawk squacked in reply, Dimlondowen went to sleep.

[AratheinElessar]

Arathein reluctantly took the advice, and settled down to a restless sleep. He awoke to the sound of snapping twigs, only to find that it was Snow-Jer snapping them in its beak. Releasing one of his elven short-swords (Hanaliel he called this one) from its sheath he clutched it close to his chest and eventually drifted off into slumber.

[*Lady Arwen*]

The morning came and Dimlondowen was the first to awaken. She called her horse Enedfalath, packed her things, fed Snow-Jer andsat back waiting for the rest to awaken.

[Neothen]

Methrer slowly awoke reveiling his face a bit more in the light. He took out a small book, opened it and start to read. The book had no marking on the cover but it had a suspicious look to it.

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon awakened and went over to Annun, who was quietly grazing. "I am ready to start," he said. "Shall I awake the others? We should be moving on."

[AratheinElessar]

"No need," said Arathein slowly coming up behind Thelkon, "I did my best to awaken each of them when I arose."

He quickly pulled out his pipe and he wiped the dust and grit out of the intricate carving. He then proceded to light the tobacco and drew three or four long puffs.
Turning his head ever so slightly towards Dimlondowen he softly said, "where are we heading? If I can be of any assistance in forging a decent track all you have to do is call on me."

[Baranlas]

Baranlas Yawned,
"morning all" he slip his mail over himself,and got dressed, he packed all his things together,
"so where are we heading then?"

[Neothen]

"It would seem that all of us want to know where we're going." Methrer said placing his book carefully in his vestment. "I do not mind where we are heading, but I don't think I'll like it. Arathein, this is yours." Methrer hands Arathein the Evenstar.

[AratheinElessar]

"Thankyou, I probably should offer an explanation as to the reason why i waylaid it onto you before I went to the cave."

Arathein slowly moved over to a large rock that was resting up against a tree, a tear slowly running down his face.

"This as you know is the Evenstar owned by King Aragorn Elessar, my grandfather, and Arwen Evenstar, my grandmother, before that. It is in a different state now to what legends and lays have told and sung of. It now holds a great evil within its glassy combine, an evil that has not been seen since Morgoth.
Of the elves that remained in Middle-Earth and did not go to the Grey Havens across the sea, one was corrupt. That one's name is Clarindifel and his power is greater than both Elrond and Galadriel, as it has shown."

Arathein stood up and walked for a short distance looking at the slowly rising sun in the crystal sky, her face shone brightly, Aratheins' did not.

"Clarindifel has enslaved the Elven ringbearers, Elrond and Galadriel, they are wraiths, aged beyond even their immortal lives, yet they have the speed and cunning of a healthy well trained elf. I fear that they have left the grey havens, and are on their way to me. I must get to Gandalf the white, for he escaped Clarindifel and went into hiding in Mordor. I am sorry to bring this burden upon you but I make a promise to hold it only to my own. None of you should have to be concerned with my troubles. And with your help I think my journey to Mordor will be quicker. I am truly sorry."

He let out a soft sob from his throat as he quietly got up and strode off into the trees, soon disappearing from sight.

OOC: sorry for the length of the post but I really like being in rpgs....and that little tale there is partly a plug for an up coming literary work of mine... :D

[Gandalf White]

OOC: Wow, no ones posted in quite a while! Where are we anyways?

[Baranlas]

ooc: im stumped on what to put next

[Phenix]

(what is this..two ooc post in a row wioth nothing els...not good, we have do do something about this don't we:D)



everybody were stunned by Arathein words, galadriel and elrond, corupted by their rings., it's imposible. phenix thought as he heavly sank down on a pille of stones.

" so then we keep going to mordor, let just hope we'll get out there aswell"

[AratheinElessar]

Aragorn called out from amongst the trees, it was like a battle cry but partially one of pain. The orcs had left the fortress.

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOC: Sorry, my internet was down.

Arathein, please try not to change the story too much. If you read the plot I posted you would notice it says "To take back the sword of Eärnur, the last king of Gondor. (before Aragorn became king)" This story takes place before the Fellowship, a few years. There were still Nazgul around Minas Morgul. We are suposed to be going to Mordor to take back Eänur sword, not to stop Clarindifel. You can keep to your story, I don't mind but please do not try to change the hole RPG. If you have a plot(I think your is very good;) ) start a new RPG to use it.

IC: "It sounds like the Orcs are attacking again. Will we ever get out of here!" She pulled out her sword ran over to were the sound were coming. "There are some ten orcs attacking, the rest must of have flead" Dimlondowen called back to the company who were running behind her, weapons in hand.

[Phenix]

" damn.. Phenix sayd as he bended his bow, they're probobly to many for us to handle. you guys go a head and I stay here to delay them, we'll meet up ahead" Phenix sayd and turned to the rest

[Baranlas]

Baranlas mounted Alak, and rode over to phenix, "hmm i have a hard enough, time getting this horse to go in one direction, im not to keen on turning round to come help your sorry hide"he said with a smile, "i suggest we all run , on horseback im sure well out run them, and if not well ALL just have to stand and fight, as im not one for leaving friends behind" he drew his sword with mixed feelings

[Phenix]

" it's nice to have friends líke you,Baranlas " Phenix said with a smile" s obe it, we'll ride a fast as we can" he continued and mounted nightmare

[Neothen]

"I can delay them for a little while." Methrer said as he whistled. an army of Grozlins ran out of the forest and began to hold off the Orcs.

[AratheinElessar]

OOC: sorry about that.......i just had the idea all up in my head and i was tired and i guess i just typed it............i read it over afterwards and thought i might have done something wrong...

so yeh sorry about changing it........i will stick to your story now

but i may split off at the end to try and find gandalf while you guys find the sword.....if you don't mind

this isn't gunna be a IC post cos i'm tired.....

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOC: Sure, no problem;)

IC: "Lets just grab Arathein and go, the Grozlins can take care of the orcs." Enedfalath, Dimlodowen's horse had now come over and she mounted him.

[Neothen]

Methrer sat behind thelkon. He made several different kind of whistles and the captain of the grozlins nodded his haed and went back to fighting.

[Baranlas]

baranlas looked around at the assembling group but it came to him he still didnt know which way they had to go
"hmm so which way??"

[*Lady Arwen*]

"Southeast" They rode the whole day until they came to a river, its curents were strong and there was no way of crossing it. " If we follow this river for sometime we shall come to a bridge were we can cross it" Said Dimlondowen. The followed the river for half an hour more and they came to a bridge, it was made of ropes and planks of wood. It looked very old. Dimlondowen stoped before the bridge, waiting the rest of the company to arive. Baralas, who was having trouble stoping his horse when they came to the bridge started to cross it. As Annum put his foot on the bridge there was a snaping noise and it started to fall apart. Baralas made it safely back but the bridge was not any more crossable.

[Neothen]

"We don't have much time," Methrer exclaimed. "What's left of my troops have retreated into the forest and the orcs will find us in a matter of minutes."

[AratheinElessar]

Arathein brushed past the rest of the group and stood beside the river, facing the way in which they had come.
"You go on ahead," he said as he slowly withdrew his two shortswords that were fastened to his back, "I will stay here, hold them back as long as I can, then I will join you."

"Fly!" he called as he hastily walked off.

[*Lady Arwen*]

"Arathein! We have to keep together!" Yelled Dimlondowen after him. But it was too late, he had already gone deep into the forest and could not hear them calling.
The company now had a decition to make, go after Arathein or continue to escape the orcs.

[Baranlas]

Baranlas saw Arathein walk of, "well you all know where i stand in these sort of situations"

[Mablung]

"We must go we have more important matters to deal with to be stopped here. He shall survive and live for awhile longer or die and live forever in song and tales. We had to expect some deaths on such a perilous journey, but now we must continue on."

[AratheinElessar]

Arathein could hear the calling of his companions, but kept walking. He flexed his fingers on the grip of Narsil, sweat rolling down his forehead.

Suddenly, bursting from the heather on the side of the path, came an orc. Arathein took one swirling slash and parted its head from it's torso. He felt a sharp, and savage pain rip through his chest and he fell to the ground. At first he thought he had been hit by an orc's arrow, but as he fell he saw the evenstar hanging about his neck.

"Confusticate it!" he screamed, "I have to fly from this place, I cannot fight with this burden. He turned and ran, not noticing the three followers he had accquired.

Slowly the small blurred figures of his companions appeared in the distance.

OOC: I've loved the word confusticate since I read the hobbit so I had to put it in.

[Mablung]

"Well never mind he seems to be running towards us at great speeds being chased by 3 orcs." Maeg drew his bow and shot the orcs following him after he said this. "Ok so no more orcs and we can move on now that the foolish notion of valiance has been crushed let us go."

[Neothen]

"Some people need to learn their conditions before going into battle. Some have good intentions but in the process they may loose their life by forgetting something simple." Methrer said.

[*Lady Arwen*]

"Lets ride before more come" They rode until the came to another bridge, the orcs, haveing no horses to ride, were well behind them. Thi one was also old and made of ropes but when they started to cross....

[AratheinElessar]

"I am sorry," Arathein said finally to the group after a long silence, "I don't know how I forgot about the evenstar. I wish I could have helped you more, but I have failed you."

[Baranlas]

"Arathein do not worry, us men of the white city (this is where i was guessing your from) have had our problems in this quest, i doubt are arrogant pride can help us some much here"
Baranlas brought out his pipe and began to smoke

[*Lady Arwen*]

"Failed what?" Dimlondowen asked him, but she grinned when he looked away. when all were on the other side they started to ride fast again. They rode until they came to a small city, there they were allowed to pass the gates. "We are in one of the town of Dunland , many travellers pass through here so they have a large inn. At least here we will not be attcked my orcs." They put their horses in the stables and when in, they found a large room full of tavles and people....

[Baranlas]

Baranlas imediatly (sp?) made his way to the bar and bought the first round for everyone while buying some food for himself

[Neothen]

Methrer asked for some hot water, when he got it he put a little packet hooked to a string into the water making his own tea.

[*Lady Arwen*]

They choose a table in the corner of the room, where they could talk without being heard. When all had ate Dimlondowen said "Its good we made it this far, I have never seen so many orcs on this side of the moutains! I two days we shall come to the gap of Rohan, that is a place were many orcs gather. We shall have to be carefull to cross without being noticed. After that the next danger is only after Minas Tirith. I know a captain in Gondor who can help us to Osgiliath, after that were alone." She stoped talking, even thought it looked as if she had more to say, because the bars attention had drawn to them. A company of Elves was hard to find, a company of Elves and Men was out of the ordinary.

[Neothen]

"My armys are getting small and if we bring them before men then they will be mistaken for orcs." Methrer said then taking a sip of his tea. He noticed the people around them that had been staring. Methrer didn't like to be stared at and he usually got into peoples minds for staring too long.

[Baranlas]

baranlas also noticed the people starring, this annoyed himso much he got to the point where he shouted out to a couple of the people arround thme to clear off and leave them all to their buisness

[*Lady Arwen*]

"We should rest now, for we can no longer talk in this room" She looked around at the faces staring at them.

[Neothen]

Methrer finished his tea and marched outside with his cloak trailing behind him. When he was outside he managed to get to the woulds when six men surounded him. "We saw you in the pub," One of the men said holding a sword in his hand. They all looked a little drunk and they were a bit wobily.
"Yeah, you and your friends are planning something, we think your one of Sauron's minions." Another said. Methrer was getting annoyed with these people. Their breath smelled heavily of beer.
"And what are you planning to do to us," Methrer replied without moving his eyes.
"We're going to turn you in," One said taking a large gulp of beer.
"Well you'll have to kill me if you wnat to stop me, oh, and by the way you must be Sauron's dogs." Methrer replied. the men launched at Methrer but they were all to drunk to concentrate on what they were doing and they all bumped into each other knocking themselves out. Methrer walked right passed them to meat with the Grozlin Captions and consult with them.

[Baranlas]

Meanwhile Baranlas was heading for one of the rooms they had rented, as he went down the corrider he noticed to work maids, gossiping quietly as they looked at him, the looks where very un friendly, but he thought nothing of it, and got on the bed and went to sleep

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen found town very strange, she had been her many times before. With other friends, on trips, she knew the people here very well. Yet all seemed to have changed, the people she knew were gone. "Sauron has been at work here, he is getting stronger. If we ever get out of the Morgul city I atleast must go to Lothlorien to talk with the Lord and Lady." She thought. Yet there was nothing to do now exept hope the one ring would not be found. She went to her room.

OOC: This RPG happens the year of Bilbo's 111th birthday,so Sauron is still looking for the ring.

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon also found the town different and strange, so he too stayed in his room, brooding over the changes. Finally, he got up and went to Dimlondowen's room. "When are we to leave?" he asked.

OOC: Very, very sorry to have missed so much, but I had to go away for nearly 2 weeks, with no computer or internet. :eek:

[Baranlas]

Baranlas couldnt sleep so he also went to dimlondowens room to see about leaving to find thelkon there, "oh,, if im disturbing anything i can come back"

[*Lady Arwen*]

It was 4 in the morning when Thelkon and Baralas entered Dimlondowen's room, they found her sitting by the window, dressed and ready to go."Looks like they have found out what your quest is... " She looked out the window were a black figure on a black steed walked around.
"Is that a wraith?!" Asked Baralas
"Yes, one of the Nazgul. He has only sent one, that is a good yet bad sign. He is not overly worried with us, yet still we now ride with it behind us. We must leave as soon as the sun rises, the wraith will go away then. We must reach Edoras and fast."
By the time the sun has risen they were ready to go, they all mounted they horses and went toward the gap of Rohan...

[Neothen]

"Speaking of the wraiths that one almost took my head off. Anyways, my army will follow from a far distance until we pass all signs of men." Methrer is ready to go and he had a little tear in his clothing from a sword.

[*Lady Arwen*]

They rode towards the mountains in the East, when the sun set they had still not reached the gap. "Shall we continue and cross the gap by night or should we wait until mornig to gross it? " Dimlondowen asked the company.

[Baranlas]

" either way, its going to be dangerous, rohan has lost its strength as has the rest of the world of my people, orcs roam all over there land, so it makes little difference to me, either way where likely to have a confrontation of some sort"

[Neothen]

"Maybe now my black sword will get a taste of orc blood, or maybe, yes." Methrer pauses for a moment looking forward on the road. "I think something more foul and dangeruos lies a head. We should be on our guard from here on."

[*Lady Arwen*]

They heard a long and loud scream, it was coming from behind them. Yet still far away. "The Wraith still folows us. We shall have to cross the gap by night, if we arive at Edoras it might think we are just travellers."

[Baranlas]

"Why do you assume That Edoras is that safe, i tell you its not, im not sure what we should take a chance with more,, but if we are to stop there, i suggest not for long we should make for minas tirith for any help"

[*Lady Arwen*]

"I see that for long the friendship of Rohan and Gondor has broken" Dimlondowen said, anger in her voice " We cannot ride to Minas Tirith in one ride and we have a wraith behind and orcs in front. Beter to be in a fortified city then in a camping ground." The anger left her " We make for Minas Tirith after we rest in Edoras, yet I do not know if the steward will alow us to enter"

With that, they started to cross the gap. Mountains on both side, a perfect place for an attack. As they reached the middle of the gap, orc arrows started to fly towards them.

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon acted quickly. His voice grew dark and deep as he uttered an ancient spell. A darkness grew around the company, yet they could still see. "The orc eyes will not be able to pierce this mist, and few of their arrows will endure it," he said. "We must hurry, though, for how long I can keep this up is hard to tell."

[Gandalf White]

OOC: Yay, I finally am here to post during a battle! :D

[*Lady Arwen*]

As they rode the on the arrows were fewer, soon they saw that the mountais were getting closer together, the path was getting narrower. I got narrower and narrower until they had to ride in a single file to pass. Until the mountais were gone and they came to an open plane, they had reached Rohan.

[Baranlas]

Baranlas looked out on to the plains of rohan, Baranlas knew, they wouldnt be safe, he kept saying to himself "id rather face a wraith than get a knife in my back"

[Neothen]

Methrer was getting quite annoyed that he hadn't been able to draw his sword from his sheath yet, but he would rather have a good sword fight then to slay orcs with no effort.

[Baranlas]

"well, let us proceed to the promised land" he said mockingly (sp?) to Dimlondowen to which he rode ahead of the rest of the group

[Gandalf White]

OOC: Stupid question, but what does (sp) mean?

IC: Thelkon stirred angrily, and fingered one of his daggers, but managed to hold his peace, luckily for Baranlas.

[Baranlas]

OOC: i wasnt sure about the spelling

[*Lady Arwen*]

Thelkon and Baralas were ridding side by side, Dimlondowen noticed Thelkon's hand go to his dagger. She decided it would be safer for Baralas if she rode in the middle of them.
"Methrer, you shall have to use your sword soon. As we get closer to the Anduin there will be more orcs, many more. And don't forget the wraiths."

They rode on through the night, as the first light apeared the reached the city of Edoras. Its golden hall glimered in the sunlight.
As they aproched the gates a guard came out to met them, "What does a company of rides do here at Edoras?" The guard asked.
"I am Dimlondowen Vanyadiel, an Elven Lady from Rivendell. I have been here before, many years ago. We wish to stay here for a few days" Baralas grumbled at this "and I wish to speak with your king."
The guard when back in to the city and came out after a few minutes to open the gate for them. They were given a room just outside the Golden Hall and their horses were put in the stables. The Guard has told them that they would have lunch with the king as honered guests.
As they aproched the Golden Hall, they were allowed to enter by one of the guard at the door. They were lead to a room were a younger Theothen waited with his son Theodred.

[Baranlas]

Baranlas was suprised that they where given audience, although his mind was still suspicious, he knew of the kings weaking condition andthe ever growing corruption on the land,
he felt guilty of his remarks to dimlowden
he resolved to himself that he must pay her back in someway

[*Lady Arwen*]

As they entered the king greeted them "Welcome my honered guests! Welcome back Dimlondowen, it has been long since the people of Rohan have seen you in these lands. " Dimlondowen bowed at this remark "And who are you companions?"
" This is Maegelen, from Rivendell. Baranlas of Gondor. Phenix Blackwood of Rivendell. Thelkon, Methrer and Arathain. " Presenting her companions to the king.

[Neothen]

Methrer bowed low and spoke. "I am glad to be in another kings presence." Methrer returned to his normal postier(SP) and put on his usual straight face.

[*Lady Arwen*]

They were then taken to another room, were they sat around a table started to talk. One one side of the king sat Theodred, on the other Dimlondowen. She now spoke in a hushed voice to the king, telling his were they were going.
Soon servents came in the room, bringing large plates of food.

[Baranlas]

Baranlas saw the plates of fod, but took nothing he did not have an appetite for the food here, he watched round the room , everyone seemed to be relaxed and having a good time, suddenly Baranlas felt closed in so with no warning walked away from the chamber leaving everyone behind

[*Lady Arwen*]

After they had all finished eating, went to another chamber. The king then spoke:
"Dimlondowen has spoken of your quest, she that you ride to Mordor. I wish for one of my knights to go with you, Tindrock shall go." I knight who had been standing against the wall bowed and them.
"Father I wish to go!" Said Theodred
"You shall not!"
Thodred turned to the company, he then said "Would you exept me in your quest?"

[Neothen]

Methrer looked at Theodred and gave a bit of a concerned look. Methrer would understand if Theoden decided not to let his heir to the throne leave him. Though Methrer did not speak for his son had gone ahead of him many times before and Methrer wanted to see what some would learn of this mission.

[Gandalf White]

OOC: Lady Arwen, check your private messages.

IC: Thelkon pondered the request of Theodred, trying to divine if it was for the better.

[Phenix]

(( I'm back...sorry for not posting but I havn't had mush time on the net the last weeks so...anyway what's been happening I think I left back when Neothen' strange creatures (don't know the names of them) delayed the orcs it's like four-five pages back and I don't have the time to reed through those pages so if anyone can tell me anything I eould really appriciat it:D)

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOC: Welcome back Phenix!

The important things that happend:
1 We finally get out of the camping place after being attacked by orcs twice.
2 We arive at a town in Dunland and spend the night at an inn. In the morning we find a wraith outside the inn. We leave later in the morning
3 We are ambushed by orcs while crossing the Gap of Rohan, Methrer uses magic for us to escape.
4 We arive at Edoras we are adimited to enter and to talk to the king.
5 Theodred askes if he can join in our quest ( this is before LOTR)

[Neothen]

OOC: Actually it was Thelkon's magic that saved us.

[Tolkien Adictee]

OOC: I'd like to join...

Name: Efrandil (No last)
Creature: Elf
Age: 5,012
Gender: Male
Place Born: Mirkwood

Looks: Silver/ Grey hair, hazel eyes, 6'2.

Wepons: Elvish Long Bow, Knife, Small Elbow Blades
Magic: Tree speech

Family: In the undying lands
History: I lived in mirkwood. Excellent conversations with my elf and entish friends. But I gave up my imortality when the woman I loved perished by the hands of orcs. I will wait the long years until I die aswell and join her in the heavens.

Personality: Quiet, mysterious, eat and talk little, likes to talk to trees.

Clothing: Elven cloak, grey hood, light armour, gloves.

Transportation: Foot, and my horse, Nialeon

IC:

*Another elf walks pacingly through the hall. A man, dressed in mail, comes and talks briefly with him. The elf, noticing that he is drawing attention, turns around and says "Good day company, I am Efrandil son of Elfandril, may I enquire of your quest?"*

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOC: Will someone reply and say if Theodred can join or not!

I'm going to PM Arathein and Mablung and see if they want to still be in this RPG, or else well just leave them in Rohan. Its had to have people that don't post in an RPG.

Welcome Tolkien Adictee!

[Baranlas]

Baranlas walked into the back into the chambers where the others where still,
he had an od look on his face, and whispered in Dimlondowen "all our horses are missing from the stables and baggage from our rooms, ill be gone for a bit im going to look for them"

[Phenix]

Phenix who untill now had keept a low profile turned to Theodred

" you should probobly lissen to your father but if you've already ddesided ther's not much to do about it... are you sure that you've thought it over?" he said

[Baranlas]

"theodred wants to join our quest??, is this entirely wise?"

[Gandalf White]

Theodred seemed to wake from a trance, and looked around. "I think it will be wise to take Theodred with us, despite the warnings of the good king." "My foresight has seen that he will be of help."

[Mablung]

Maegelen sat in the back driting in an out of a trance from a sickness he had been fighting for several days now. He could barely focus on anything that was happening and drifted off to sleep while the Theodred debate raged on.

[*Lady Arwen*]

Theoden looked angry but Theodred was determend to go with them with them. Theden then said "Go then, but return soon!", Theodred bowed and we to get his things. The meeting was over.
As the got out the palace Baralas came out to meet them "I've found our horses, someone let them out of the stables and into the plains. But I cannot thing our things."

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon could not think what could possibly have happened to their supplies. "I'm sure we can get supplies here, though," he said.

OOC: I'm sorry Lady Arwen, but when I read But I cannot thing our things." I was really tired and I just lost it! :D Wow, what a good laugh. :)

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOC: I really should start re-reading my posts:p
I started laughing when I read that too.;)

[Baranlas]

"thelkon the fact that are supplies are missing is not the major point
the fact the horses got out,, now correct me if im wrong but i doubt any horse has the ability to unties its self and open the gate to the stables, i think someone maybe trying to slow us down"

[*Lady Arwen*]

" You are right Baralas, someone did nt want us to leave. They must know were we are going and what we will do, yet they do not want us to do it. We must leave Edoras as soon as possible. We must buy supplies and leave today still." At that moment Theodred came by, mountesd on his horse.

[*Lady Arwen*]

After the got more supplies they were soon on their way, they planned to arrive in Minas Tirith the next day. That is if nothing stoped them.
It was late in the night when they decided to stop for camp. They all sat around a small fire when they started to hear strang noises...

OOC: You should try to post more!!!!;)

[Mablung]

Maegelen heard the noises and silently drew an arrow and nocked it on his bow while continuing to talk so as not to tip off whatever was stalking them.

[Phenix]

as Maegelen knocked the arrow to his bow, Phenix drew a throwing dagger but like Maegelen he too continued to talk

[Neothen]

Methrer heard the noises behind him and nudged his sword with a smile.

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon, who had been cleaning his sword, quietly wiped one of his potions on the blade, and prepared for the worst.

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen, too drew her sword. She noticed the others had their weapons, but Theodred. He was not used to the danger in the wild and had left his weapons with the rest of his things, on his horse. Phenix gave him a dager, without anyone noticing.

The creatures around made a noise ( which sounded like a strange language) and started to charge. The company was ready to take them, it was a small company of creatures that resembled orcs but were diferent in some way. There were 10 in total, Phenix killed two with his knifes and Theodred, one. Baralas, Methrer and Thelkon each got one with their sword. Mablung killed two with Elven arrows. Dimlondowen also killed one with her sword and as the last fleed from his dieing companions she folowed it. "Do not let it get away! It'll was the rest of it's band to come!"

[Neothen]

Methrer wanted to help Dimlondwen, but an orc appeared behind him. He put his sword behind him and killed the creature.

[Mablung]

Maegelen nocked an arrow and shot it past Dimlondowen striking the spine of the orc. "He's not dead yet so don't get to close but it would be helpful to know if there are any more waiting around here."

[Phenix]

"what was those?" Phenix said as he dried his blade on an enimies' clothes... a small screem where heard and after a few seconds Dimlondowen, carrying her blody sword came back " I suppose you got it" Phenix said to her

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen made sure that the orc was dead before going back to the rest of the company. "Looks like we will not rest this night. We should leave before more orcs come. " They all grabbed their supplies and mounted their horses, they turned to the direction of Minas Tirith.
After they had ridden for a while and the danger was behind them Theodred asked "Those creatures ware not like the orcs I have seen. They were bigger, stronger and beter skilled. " "They were Uruk-Hai, a crossbread of diferent orcs. Saruman, the white wizard created them. I fear he has joined side with Sauron, the dark lord." Dimlondowen explained.

OOC: This is before LOTR

IC: Silence fell apon them as they rode on. They rode on through the night, when the sun rose they stoped for rst and food.

[Baranlas]

Baranlas started to cook some meat he had stolen from rohan
which he burnt slightly, the smell and smoke rose into the air about them
"it should not ake us long to get to my land if we carry on like this for a couple more nights and i think we should travel with the greatest speed"


OOC: will this cross over with events in LOTR or not i think it would be kinda intresting if it did :)

[Neothen]

Methrer had a smile on his face as if killing the orcs ease some kind of pain. He sat back and slept until someone would wake him when it was time to go.

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOC: We can't cross with the fellowship. In LOTR Theodred is dead, here he is alive. I tring to keep the two stories close and I think I've found a solution:
Theodred will die, he goes back to Rohan and then we meat with the fellowship.

[Phenix]

(( sound good))

Phenix walked around teh dead bodies of teh orcs, picking arrows but as he saw Baranlas cooking planes he quikly ran over to him and put out the fire

" your idiot!! do you want every uruk-thing within two miles range to come here!?" Phenix almost screamed at him

[Neothen]

"Phenix has a point, I didn't say anything, because I wanted to see what would happen." Methrer had only lifted his head for a short time to say this.

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon quietly watched the scene, wondering when they would leave, and how far away they were from Gondor.

[*Lady Arwen*]

"If we ride hard for a few days we should get to Minas Tirith."Said Dimlondowen looking south. "Yet even behind the walls of the safe city we cannot hide from the wraths."

[Phenix]

" sounds good" Phenix said " I suggest we start righ now.... I doubt that any of us will get any sleep anyways, with the orcs this near and all"

[Gandalf White]

The company agreed that this was a good idea, and so packed up and started on their horses. Thelkon was glad to be moving away from the area, although he seemed to feel a darkness pursuing them.

[*Lady Arwen*]

They rode for the entire day, stoping only to rest by the sides of riverbanks.They continued like this for two days, for the fear that evil was behind them grew with every passing hour.

They finaly arrived the the guarded city of Minas Tirith. Baralas called when they arrived a the door "I am Baralas a knight of Gondor. Me and my company desire to enter the white tower to rest. We have been travelling for a long time without rest."Soon after the doors were opened to let them enter.

After they had all entered a guard came down and asked "Tell me your names so that I can tell them to the steward of the city. " "I am Baralas, knight of Gondor as you know." "I am Maegelen, elf of rivendell." "I am Phenix Blackwood, also of Rivendell" "I am Thelkon." "I am Methrer Madoc, of Doroth" (hope I haven't forgoten anyone) The guard had so far ignored Dimlondowen, finally he asked her "And what is your name elf maiden? " Anger grew in Dimlondowen, she pulled out a dagger and said "Do I look like a maiden to you, sir" She said sarcasticly, she had always hated being taken by a maiden, people thinking she was weaker becuse she was a lady.

[Neothen]

"Control your temper, Dimlondowen!" Methrer exclaimed. "Don't start trouble with Gondor. Showing your weaknesses will get you nowhere." Methrer hadn't got near his sword , but he thought of it. He could tell that the leader of the group was humble, but she couldn't control meekness that well.

[Gandalf White]

Somewhat shaken, the guard turned away to tell the steward of the visitors arrival. He soon returned bearing the news that he would see them the next morning, and that lodgings were offered near the Hall.

[*Lady Arwen*]

"I've never liked the people of Gondor, most are ignorant" She turned towards Baralas. "I'm sorry I lost my temper, but I hate it when they start calling me lady."

[Baranlas]

"it is no problem, his father isnt too nice either"
baranlas light his pipe and began too smoke,
"well while im hear id like to check on my family i will see you all in the morning"
baranlas left slamming the door behind him

[Neothen]

Methrer also departed to a different place to spend his time.

[Phenix]

seince everyone seemed to want to be alone Phenix desided to take a walk around the city.

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen was inpatient to talk to the steward, she waited with out much rest. The next day they met, and Baralas led them to the palace.

[*Lady Arwen*]

As they climbed the steps the met with a guard at the door, wearing the white tree on his clothes. He made them take off all their armor, which they left by the door. Another guard led them to a large room where, where 3 men were waiting.
One was an older man, Denother, the steward of the city. The other two were younger, who were introduced as Boromir and Faramir, the sons of Denother.

[Neothen]

Methrer didn't feel strange without his sword infact he was worried that someone would be interested with its dark metal and try to use it. But he came to his senses and waited for Dimlondowen to speak.

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen kneled before the steward " Might lord of Gondor, I am Dimlondowen, lady of Rivendell"
"Why have you come to my city, what do you seek? I have heard you travel West, towards the lands of Mordor." The steward replied.
"It is true my lord, we travel towards the dark land. We are headign towad the Morgul city." Boromir made a slight movement, as if he was nervous.
"And what takes you toward such an evil place. Do you seek death? For it is all you will find there." Said the Steward, sure of his words.
" But there is more than death waiting in the Morgul vale, you might know of it. For you have seeked it many times, tis the sword of Eänur, last king of Gondor"
"Then for sure you will return it to its house, the house of Gondor." Said Denother, now eager.
"I shall take it to Rivendell, were its true house dwells. The house of the decendents of Elendil."
"Nonsence! There are no decendents of Elendil, they have all died or gotten themselfs killed! Gondor has no king, only a mighty steward!"
To this Dimlondowen did not anwser, she looked back at the steward's angry face, in a way that none could see what she was thinking. She waited to see if her companions had something to say of all this, she just hoped they didn't favor him.

[Neothen]

"A sword should be placed with its family and not used by any other." Methrer stated. "I know this for a fact because of my family sword. Though it now belongs to my son, the sword still belongs to the family even if the family has diminished. But it hasn't and I'm sure that you know that." Methrer was getting to be a bit more steadfast with his words as he narrowed his gaze.

[*Lady Arwen*]

The steward caught sight of Theodred and sudenly his anger vanished, for a moment forgoten.
"And is this not the son of the lord of Rohan?" The steward said as Theodred bowed.
"I am Theodred, son of Theoden, king of Rohan" Theodred said, Denother seemed a bit annoyed with the word "king" but Theodred took no notice.
"And why do you put yourself in danger, by going to seek death. I am sure you father does not agree."
"He let me come, thought was not glad of it."
"Then why do you not wait here, in the comfort of my city while your friends continue their quest? "
Theodred paused to think, he had not been enjoying their travel so far. No sleep and too much fighting.
"My sons will make sure that your stay is a plesent one" The steward reasured Theodred. Theodred finally gave in and decided to stay in Gondor, and when they returned from their quest they would pass through Gondor and then take him to Rohan. At this the Steward made a sly smile. It was just what he wanted, when the company come back thought Gondor he would take the sword of Eänur for himself.

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon noticed the sly smile and perceived the evil intent, yet said nothing at the time. Later, while in his room, he thought of the possible meaning of it all, as well as the next leg of their journey. He wondered when they would start, being anxious to leave the city and resume the adventure.

[*Lady Arwen*]

It was late afternoon when the meeting with the steward ended, even after that they had been escorted to a grand hall were they were to dine with the sons of Denother
After a grand dinner they were once again taken to their rooms where they spent the rest of the night. But every member of the company had noticed that out side their door stoud a guard, by order of the steward.
Early morning when the guards left their door, Dimlondowen when to tell her companions that they were to conyinue their travel as soon as posible.

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon was glad, and packed the few things he had unpacked quickly, soon ready to go at a moments notice.

[*Lady Arwen*]

They said good-bye to Theodred and the sons of Denother and soon were on their way.They rode hard the entire day, when it darkend they stoped to camp by the Anduin. They lit a fire and were talking merily when...

[Gandalf White]

...Thelkon thought he heard small splashes in the River. Looking up he found the others had heard it as well. He slowly drew a dagger and crept from the camp, blending into the darkness like a shadow...

[Phenix]

Phenix knocked and arrow onto his bow, ready to cover Thelkon if nesesary

[Neothen]

Methrer stayed still and let the others check it out before anything happened. He had his hand on his hilt ready to draw the blade at any time.

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon felt a strange darkness seep through the air, but kept moving. Suddenly an orc sprang from right in front of him, lunging after him. With a quick movement he stabbed it through the throat with his dagger. Another one leapt at him, but Phenix put an arrow between its eyes. Thelkon drew back as the company discussed the next move.

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen sighed "WE are not safe behind the walls of a great city, were a lord tries to steal the object we seek on our quest. " She looked out were orc cries were starting to be heard "Nor out in the open were servants of the dark lord come after us." She said no more as she pulled her sword. "We have a choice, we can mount our horses andrun from here. We can cross the river, for the orcs shall not follow. Or we can stay and fight, usually I would not question a fight but it is dark and we cannot know how many enemies lie in the shadows. What choice shall we make?" She asked the company

[Gandalf White]

OOC: Since no one wants to make a choice for the whole company (and rightly so) we should probably discuss this OOC before going back in.

[*Lady Arwen*]

OOc: what we need is for people to post more. Me, Gandalf the white and Neothen are the only ones that post. Phenix posts sometimes . Baralas never comes here anymore, or Mablung. Just choose! I've already posted the biggest part of the story, you don't have to just post comentaries on on the story. Make things happen!

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon paused and thought through the options. Our horses cannot cross the river, and to flee is dangerous, for we know not by how many we are pursued, or what may lie ahead. I say we stand and fight!
He uttered some words, and from his left hand slowly but steadily came a glow, light, yet dark and ominous. He thrust it in the air revealing several orcs nearby, and other dark shapes beyond. "Forward!" he cried, and threw his dagger into a nearby orc's neck.

[Neothen]

Methrer unsheathed his sword and killled every orc that charged at him. He entered into the middle of the orcs which seemed foolish, but Methrer was not an amature(SP).

[Gandalf White]

Thelkon longed to join the swordplay, but could not move while he lit up the battlefield. Instead, he occasionally sent small bursts of lightning into parties of orcs, killing several and blinding others.

[*Lady Arwen*]

Dimlondowen was useing her bow, which killed orcs faster then her sword. The light that Thelkon provided helped alot, she saw orc joining to form a circle with them in the middle. She told the other this and took up her sword. She went in to the woods were the light was already dim and orcs took her for their own. She killed each silently with a deadly strike.

[Phenix]

Phenix bow fired arrow after arrow against the orcs but soon al the arrows laid in the corps of fallen orcs. He then toke forth his daggers and cahrged at the closest orcs stabing two of tehm in the neck.

[Gandalf White]

The dawn created a rosy light that lit up the sky as the company finished off the last orcs. Thelkon retrieved his dagger from the neck of the orc, and set about finishing off any blinded ones that were left. Afterwards the company had a hurried breakfast, then moved on, not wanting to stay in one spot too long.

Thelkon was quiet; the light he had used to illuminate the battle had cost him much strength, and he rode on Annun in a seeming daydream, trying to recover as quickly as possible.

[*Lady Arwen*]

They were soon on their way, they rode towards Osgiliath which was the last place they could rest safely before going into the Morgul vale. They rode in silence, not knowing what to say to each other, fearing the next part of their quest was soon to come... Yet they rode onward, waiting for they day to pass and arrive at Osgiliath.

[Gandalf White]

Soon the walls rose in the distance and the group urged their horses onward. When in the city and resting, Thelkon went quickly to his room. He looked over an old book he carried, then spent the rest of the night pacing his room and muttering strange words.

[*Lady Arwen*]

After they arrived in Osgiliath they were greeted well and were taken to eat with the captain of the city. After that they were each taken to a room.
Dimlondowen left her room and went to walk in the gardens of the city. It was alread late and no one was in sight. She wore a white dress with golden trimings that was given to her by the people of Osgiliath. She wandered until she came upon the river Anduin, she stayed there with Snow-Jer nearby keeping watch. She looked down into the dark waters, a ruby necklace shining brightly in her hands.

[Neothen]

Methrer had a grand time walking through the buildings and looking at the culture of the people. He still had his sword at his side. He gently rubbed the sheath of his sword and sat down on a bench to ponder.

[*Lady Arwen*]

OK, sorry for making all this mess but were RPGing back at TTF.

[*Lady Arwen*]

Moving to MERPG didn't work so we are just going to continue here.
Sorry for the confusion

IC: Light was already starting to apear when Dimlondowen returned to her room.She had passed the night wandering the corridors of Osgiliath afraid to lay down and sleep. She could feel the danger coming closer, more every hour. She didn't know if it was because she was coming closer to Mordor and Minas Morgul or if there really was something after them. A wraith, or worst a wraith on wings.