The Gathering of Evil

[greypilgrim]

sign nailed up on a tree:
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ATTENTION!!

All evil beings and creatures of a de-spicable nature!
You are being summoned and called-upon (see below); to enter into an adventure of the most dire need! Sauron is back, and needs your "services" once again. Come join his war! Through great deeds and sacrifice you may find much glory, and high honor therein, with the return of the Black King and the establishment of his realms thereafter.
Refuse and you will be tortured forever in the pits!
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"Lately, a strange feeling has awoken in your hearts. Visions, evil rumors and endless whisperings follow you everywhere. The visions show various lands, far away. The rumors are all against you. The feeling becomes more and more intense. You leave your dwellings and travel the lands, without saying goodbye, possessed.
An exile in shadow, the excitement you feel with each new vision is unexplainedly more intense. It's all you can think about. Forsaking food and rest you hasten to meet it's demands.
_---weeks later---
Weary, starving, and near death you stumble along blindly, not knowing where you are, where you are going, not even caring anymore. You feel weak and desperate and at last you lay down to die. As the cold breath of death surrounds you, a chill runs down your spine, instead, and your brain is freed of the spell.
You have no idea how you got here, and remember nothing of your months of wandering.
You suddenly realize that you are in a cave high upon the Misty Mountains, lying down. As you look out across the lands you scream at the darkness in defiance of this cruel fate.
A cracking, grinding noise it heard behind you.
"At last, you are here. Come."- a terrible voice looms out of the darkness.


*there are special rules for this game. pm
all invited, but you must be an evil character
wish to have all evil races in this one, from LOTR only please.
you have been summonned.
beginning soon.

[greypilgrim]

OOC-oh yeah, i forgot tell who i will be! my character stats:

Man, named Agar.
Age 30 Born 410 years after War of the Ring.
High Captain of far-off Harad.

All black cape, highly decorated red and golden Military armor.
Hard, bald head. Real evil looking face. Staring eyes.
Dark brown Military pants, boots. Always erect posture.
Terrible voice, talks with authority.
A hook for a right hand. has a mean right hook, get it?

His family has served Sauron for centuries. Comes from a long line of Sauron's Haradrim Fighting Army. Grandfather escaped Pelennor Field battle in War of the Ring. He actually saw Eomer!

Worships Sauron daily, carries a book of prayers with him.
Sauron is using him as a vessel of his hatred for all life.
Has sent signals out, waiting for the promised "summonned army" to appear. Sauron promised him a realm of his own in the East, if he would lead this army for the completion of a certain "mission". This army Sauron would meditate on in a newly-found dark channel in the void where his spirit now dwells.
Agar has chosen the MSTY MNTS to have them sent to.But that is none of your buisness!


He has devised a plan for the certain "objectives" assigned by Sauron that is the purpose for this army.
Insists on waiting for them right here.

[omnipotent_elf]

ooh ooh
can i join
i'll be second in command?????

OOC: this is my character bio

Name: Omnip dul'abara
creature: Elf
age : 229
birthplace: fangorn forest
looks: tall, dark curly hair to shoulders(a perfect mop), 6'4", skinny, but not too skinny
magic : powers in nature alone
family : heir to the throne at carrock.
Weapons: elven long bow, and double scythe-sword, quaterstaff
History: my history is shrouded in mystery, however it includes being raised by ents
clothing: light green tunic,dark green breeches elven cloack, quiver,bow, quaterstaff, headband, and double scythe-sword on back
Job: wood-elf wanderer
transportation: bareback wolf-riding (if thats allowed), if not on foot
number of companions: 2, one fiesty wolf, and my best friend ziek

[greypilgrim]

Originally posted by Omnipotent_elf
ooh ooh
can i join
i'll be second in command?????

Are you a Dark elf? Do you swear to serve the realm of Sauron the Dark Lord forever? Swear it now, or forever feel the wrath of Agar!!

[greypilgrim]

Master Sauron has plans to return to his Throne.

But first he needs strength in this world. Therefor, we have been ordered to re-capture a stronghold for his spirit to dwell in, and take shape once again. We must attack any of the major towers (from LOTR), and secure that Tower for the return of our master.

They are cities, now, all of them. The Men of this world have not been idle since the War of the Ring. They have steadily begun populating all areas of strength in ME, and each tower that Sauron desires has been built into a city of men, renewed to meet their needs. We must not attack any Tower, until our force is strong enough to defend it, enabling Sauron to return quickly and without interruption.
But first we have a job to do. We must burn Imladris.
After Rivendell is destroyed, we head southwards, towards Moria, where I have a side mission that will help us in our need.
We all have been summonned here for a higher purpose, though, so we have another job to do--we must gather all evil beings towards our cause, recruting a Dark Army worthy of our King.
This is just the first stage in a War that he designed long ago. Greater "objectives" will follow, after the return of the spirit of Sauron.

OOC--hey omni, yes you may come with, but remember the company you are with, and how evil everybody we work with on this mission is.
There will be plenty of nastiness, ill deeds done in the name of Sauron. I hope your chtr. isn't squeamish!!
Everybody else, i invite you to join this army, but use an evil character, please.
also this my first rp, does it seem fun to anyone??
gotta go for now.

The assault on Rivendell begins tonight!

[greypilgrim]

After making sure that you are alive and not in some death-dream, you rise and enter warily into the secret doorway. It leads into a long dark tunnel.
Ahead of you, a tall man is walking steadily away in the tunnel. You cannot see his features, all is dark. Following him you are led through the tunnel, which turns sharply, opening into a great big cavern inside the mountain. There are torches on the walls, which illuminate the area. There are many tunnels leading into/out of this huge cave.
You instantly notice others present, milling around. They are looking at you like you are a piece of meat. Your gaze is fixed, however, on the man in front of you, whom you have followed to this place....you instantly recognize him. You have seen his very face passing swiftly through your visions!
Standing before you, he now looks at you again. His very gaze is threatening. A thick black cloak covers his whole appearance. His bald head has some steam rising slowly off it. His evil face is staring at you, sizing you up, maybe. You don't like the way he looks at you.
"You have answered the summons. You have heard the call of the Master. Your road has been toilsome and hard, I see. That in itself is proof that you are worthy." *pauses* "My name is Agar. I am from far Harad. You will be needed here shortly. That reminds me." *releases his gaze* In a commanding voice, Agar yells "Nog!" *looks around* In a few seconds, out of the corner a tiny, foot-tall halfling with no lower body laborously comes toward the two of you. He walks on his hands.
"Take the guest to the barracks." Agar tells him.
"Soon you will be refreshed and restored" Agar says to you. *signals the halfling and turns away.*

You follow the halfling into one of the tunnels. Soon it reaches a great barracks-style cave-room. crude beds line the walls.
"Here you must rest, for a while." the halfling says. "My name is Nog, of the Shire." *begins to take off your foot-gear*
"Rest, weary traveller. Tomorrow you will be summonned again."
*sees the look on your face*
"Only to a council this time! There you will learn many things."
*places foot-gear under bed*
You don't know what to think of all this.....
"Good-night" says Nog.
He goes across the floor towards the tunnel and leaves.

[YayGollum]

OOC: Here's my profile --->

Name: Bugburz

Race/Sex: Orc/Male

Appearance: short, hunched over, weaselly looking dude, black skin, big nostrils, nasty teeth, wears brown rags, orc-mail, has a small round shield with a red eye on it

Weapons: bow with poisoned arrows and a short curved sword

History: born in the Misty Mountains, hung out with those goblins from The Hobbit, when they decided to go to the battle of five armies, he decided to check out Moria where lots of other Orcs were having fun, he went to Mordor before all of those crazy Dwarves or the fellowship showed up, heard that some big boss needed help down there, thought he might run into some old friends, hung out in Mordor, almost caught Frodo and the evil sam one time (sorry, I just gave the dude a profile, Tolkien mad him up), survived the war of the ring by hiding in a cave somewhere.

Personality: resents authority, but isn't stupid enough to rebel, thinks only of himself, has no morals whatsoever, likes to flee instead of fight, can't come up with much else right now. oh well.

IC: *puts his boots back on and gets ready for the worst* :D

[greypilgrim]

*looking around you see others in the barracks.*

a few men
some hobbits
few orcs

*they are recovering also*

OOC- it is fine that i describe what you see, hear, etc.

[YayGollum]

OOC: Sure, why not? I'm no good at descriptions anyways.

IC: since he's assuming that all of the hobbits are slaves, he walks up to one and barks ---> "Ar! So, this is a hobbit! I almost caught your heroes back in the war. What are you doing standing around like this? Go get me some food and drink! And when you get back, you can tell us where we are!" *then he lands back on his bed, looking suspisciously at everybody else*

[greypilgrim]

*hobbits shy away from glances of bugburz*
up walks an ugly-foul smelling man.
"Why you do that? They make bed."
*points at your bed*
"we here, many- you, not so many*
it seems the men like the hobbits

[Éomond]

ooc: may I join? I might not be here much but I'll do my best!

Name: Ullith

Race: Easterling

Sex: male

Aperance/Armor: Boots, gloves, Easterling helm, red and gold breastplate of iron. Average height, hair hidden by helm, tan skin, brown eyes, mail down to his knees. Long sleeve red shirt. vambraces.

Weapons: Spear, shield, 2 long knifes

History: Desendant of Ulfang the Black. Has lived in Khand all his life, but usually comes to Gondor on raids, destroying villages and such. Pretty much done that his whole life
(((I'll add more, but I have to go:D)))

[YayGollum]

*glares at the insane human* "What makes you think I want my bed made? Garn, human! None of us are many! You've been here longer than me. Why have we all been called here? Nar! You're brainless, aren't you? We'll just have to wait for this council to see what's what." *sees that the nasssty hobbitses aren't doing anything for him* "Whoever called us here doesn't have a prayer if this is all he has to help!"

[greypilgrim]

in one of Ulliths dreams that night an evil voice said to him:
"
you may join my army.

He woke up normal.





OCC-some of them never forget their "influence" they took with them on their jouneys. This doesn't seem to have an effect on Ullith, yet.

[greypilgrim]

The men all stand, look at Bugburz, and growl.
one of the hobbits goes (on feet) out a back-way of the barracks.
other hobbits look fearfully at the orc.....
Another man, Haleg, comes over by Bugburzs bedside.
"Hey, we don' like filthy boars like you! know what we do to them in my land?- kick em- thats what. But wee got this Agar guy tellin us what to do now, so mind yer trap, scum!"

[YayGollum]

*jumps back onto his bed and pulls his sword out* "Me, scum? Garn! I've been living in these mountains and working for these bosses longer than your miserable ancestors have been in existance! You know this Agar? Finally, you show a use! Where is this new boss, or will you try to kill me right here for talking to your hobbit maggots?"

[greypilgrim]

OCC: My character Profile now says, "has a mean right hook. get it?" now, in his character description. Get it? just tellin you in case you miss it. ok

"WHERE ARE THEY?":mad: :mad: :mad: Agar gets a terrible look on his face.
"I am going up there."
*Comes out of a dream-like state-has been praying to Sauron. again.*
Now I has been watching the skies for a sign. It is over-late, and my messages has not come. I believed I would recieve a signal from my Homeland, containing urgent news of Buisness, far away in my homelands. Since it has not come, I will now get down to Buisness here.
*gets up, im alone in the dark*
ARRRGH. It cannot happen. There are too many of them, now.
*Them meaning men elves dwarves and hobbits and such, the free people of middle earth, the ones who have had everything in ME, since the downfall of The Master, yet achieve nothing with it, spending their time singing and dancing around!* How my Armies would roll over them like so many terds in a litterbox. Too long have they kept it!

"My head is aching, and the light is curved and hard on the eyes!!"
There is no-one around and I am in utter darkness.

*I am coming up to the meeting area.....Nog senses this and immediately comes to greet you.*He could care less.

[greypilgrim]

"We begin by leaving this "resting" area at once." Agar said to those around him. Nog was not seen anywhere nearby.
"From here we will descend on the withering refuge of Imladris, the fabled "Last resting place west of the Msty Mnts, one of the last places here that Elves still tarry. Some there are still somewhere, who knows? Elves are mysterious, and unpredictable." *checks for elf Omnip*
Everyone is gathered in a circle together, around Agar.
Some hobbits, a few men, and one Orc. The men have thick, shaggy beards, darker hair. Dressed like peasants going to war, each of them carries only ragged weaponry. The hobbits are on foot, all carry light packs and are seemingly well equipped. All have short bows, at their side a small sword. alas, no foot-gear.
You all are paying attention somewhere in the area. the other people around you pose no threats, they are listening.
Agar insists there are enough of you to attack this (dwelling-place?)
and fulfill the objective.

[greypilgrim]

"Scouts have reported to me that the elves of Rivendell are few, or none, and I deem that we have a chance of success. It must not be wasted. We must go down by many twisting and winding paths from this high place, descending upon this refuge in secret (if possible).
Once any elves are killed or captured, Rivendell must burn.
Next we will head south through Hollin, home to many men. We will there be travelling by night, avoiding detection. We will make our way towards Moria, for I have an errand there."
I look around at you all.
"Do you have any questions? If not, then let us leave at once. But I warn you all *looks at fiesty orc*- fighting amongst ourselves will not be tolerated!!! Any who defy this order will be taken, and thrust into the Pit, where you will be subject to many years of torment and abuse!!"

One more thing: I need an "interregator", to "question" anyone we might capture. Who would like the job?

Ps: "The Pit, devised by Agar through Sauron's suggestions, a delightful dungeon full of "surprises" for any one who gets "out of line", is located under the Msty Mnts. Nog spends most of his "free time" there....

[omnipotent_elf]

*i am the elf of the group
i claim neutral status
but once u have me on ur side, i will not desert u*
i will be evil, but wise
plus, i am a commander, and thus, i can lead a huge army

i also rides wolves
very evil creatures indeed
when u need me
just call!!!

[greypilgrim]

"Your allegiance is to me, now, elf. Sauron knows all that you do, somehow. So prove yourself to him, and you will be rewarded."

I throw back my cloak, my body armor glints dully in the torchlight. My left hand has a steel gauntlet, black over red leather. I make a fist and stare insanely at it. I thrust my evil hand in the air, at the same time saying:
"My people are constructing for us a devise, approved by Sauron and "upgraded" through evil knowledge, such a device that will aid us in our battles ahead!! It is our destiny to ride forth to battle, destroying all who stand in our way!!! When I recieve the signals, we must go and meet them."
*gets excited*
"Yea, are we not called here for this reason? When our Lord returns in all his Glory, those who served him well shall be held in high honor, and be rewarded with "gifts" in like kind. This Promise is made, to you all. I have forseen it through much prayer and meditation."
"Let us set out at once, and follow the paths down from here. To Rivendell!
*grabs a torch and leads the way through a tunnel*
"Follow me!"
the other men/halflings gear up, look at you,
and enter the tunnel....



OC- Tried to make it appear that Agar has "taken up the gauntlet", ie: "accecting the challenge" (Sauron's challenge)

[greypilgrim]

so all that is left in the cave now are :

--Elf, Omnip

--Orc, Bugburz

--Man, Ullith.

And the torches that line the walls.

OC(i assume that everyone has their gear/wolf)
this is how you play an rpg on this forum? they seem strange to me, but fun, nonetheless.


Applications for positions within the Army for the return of Master Sauron are being reviewed by Nog and his "staff". You are under the influence of Sauron and must follow now....

[YayGollum]

leaving the cave and following the group, Bugburz starts to grumble ---> "Ar! That elf! Talking about being neutral while not deserting us! Probably thinking of spying on us for the other side! That Agar character! Who does he think he is, yelling at me for fighting with those humans? They started it! What device was he talking about? Something explosive? I like those! Wait. He said something about interrogating, right? I'll be able to torture that elf for fun later!" *he runs up to Agar and asks for the job*

[greypilgrim]

"Your kind is skilled in that area, I have heard. You should enjoy this," I hand you a small black bundle. Inside it are many tools, and sharp objects, cruelly shaped. "You will report your findings immediately, to me only. There is to be information got, and minds to turn as well, with this position. Remember, the information we seek is vital to our Mission. I will inform you of the "questions" we need answering, you must take care of the rest."

OC-As for the device, much you will learn, in time.

"Now, back in line." I growl, leading on.

I lead you all out into a small cave in the eastern side of the mountain, where the night sky greets us. Nog has left us many sacks full of supplies for the Burning. The men go over and open them. There are many flasks filled with a liquid for burning, and many torches, soaked with this heavy liquid, like a jelly.

"The fire we make tonight, nothing can extinguish. Its flames will not be doused by water. It is thick, and long it will burn."
There are many flasks/torches being passed out.
"We will reach the our destination tonight. I don't expect there to be any elves left. If there are, they must not escape us, whatever the cost!"
I lead out of the cave, pointing down a stony trail, dark in the mist, going down the mountain.
"That is our way."

[YayGollum]

*has all kinds of fun looking at his new toy, looking forward to torturing lots of people, and imagining how the fire will burn, but starts worrying* "Why does this Agar person think we'll be able to destroy this elf nest alone? We hardly have any forces to fight with, even if we do have this magic fire! I might have to leave soon."

[greypilgrim]

We work our way down the trail, following red strips of cloth to mark the way. It is intersected by many other fake paths.
The smell of nature is strong, and the sound of running water is heard, far and loud, but close by as well, soft.

"That is our way." I point to a large boulder, which our path disappears behind. "Now, elf, go on ahead and look for any sign. Do not get caught!"
Treetops blot out the sky, and all is still around us.

The elf comes back, and reports there is no sign of any, that Rivendell is deserted.
"Then let's go." I said.

[greypilgrim]

(Agar leads you down this "secret path" >good way, dark way< that brings us now close to our destination.)

OC--we're in Rivendell, it's tough to describe!! hehehe

We walk over wide terraces, past many fountains, smaller structures with many windows, higher places, trees/flowers, larger "houses" are here.

There is a great house, bigger than the rest. We enter into this house, go through many passages and rooms, corridors, like Agar knew where he was going. All is deserted, ther haven't been people here for hundreds of years or more, it seems. We pass through a great big hall, with many chairs lining the walls, pillars rising up to the ceiling, past a huge fireplace, into more corridors, on into another great hall. At the end of this, there is a long table, and I approach it in the dusty darkness, torch lit in front of me.
"We must send a message." Agar declares.

As we get near the table, many figures slowly begin to appear, like many transparent people, soft-white in the dark room.
At the head of the table, there sits an elf-lord, he has darker hair, wisdom is in his face. Next to him on either side are an old white man, and another, strong-looking elf. In the middle of the table appeared the figure of a woman, bright and beautiful, timeless. Others there were, high and noble, seated all around, and a little halfling, seated on cushions.
Their faces turn and look at us, their eyes intense, piercing in the torchlit darkness. They seem to glow, and make us look darker.

"The Unwilling" Agar says. Those at the table all look at me.
I move toward the table, and begin pouring the contents of my flask onto the table, spreading it around.
They are watching us closely, knowingly.
"They are ghosts, don't fear them."
Their glances toward you give you a very ill feeling

"They must have lived here, or something." I say, tossing the torch.
"Let them burn here."
All the images look at the fire, then at one another, and fade away to nothingness.

"Burn everything" I say, and begin to move towards the other hall. the men and halflings with us disperse, lighting fires here and there, fear on their faces, shouting like mad.

[omnipotent_elf]

*grumbles about how nuetral people are never understood*

[greypilgrim]

Out of this world, in some black hole in space maybe, far from the sun, Lord Sauron's spirit swells with evil delight, and anticipation.

Far, far away, beyond the sea, upon some shore unknown by mortals, many bright eyes look into one another, and many thoughts go to and fro between them.

Here in this abandoned house, Agar is stacking chairs up against the pillars in the Hall of Fire, setting the fires of Saurons hate.

Flames are licking the ceiling, the House of Elrond is burning.
*throws a stool onto the stacks*
"Why do they do nothing, what are they good for? If they are afraid of fire, they are fit to burn in it!"; he thinks of his heroes.
*tears a flask open with my hook-hand*
"If they desire only to be up in arms, killing, then their worthiness will be decided soon. Yet much must we fight, and much we have yet to do, before the true tests begins!! Arr, and we have not the strength."
*light my hook off of the pillar, moves towrd the other room.*
"As an officer I must help them"he thinks...."That elf is a spy."
"All elves should die" a voice told Agar.

[greypilgrim]

*comes back*
"Follow me!" Agar says.
*goes out a door*
My hook hand is on fire, ashes, smoke trail me

[omnipotent_elf]

I am not a ******* spy

[greypilgrim]

I lead you out upon a wide terrace to look out upon this long, wide valley before us.
*Looks around intensly*
*points with the lighted hook*
"There-- the trees.....What do you think is meaning of that?"

Away from us, maybe a mile to the north and south, there are woods, climbing up steep hills, the northern and southern slopes of Rivendell valley.
The entire valley around us is as bright as day by the many flames rising high from our "work". It is wide, and we stand in the "heart" of this valley.
The many trees you see on these hills are swaying to and fro, violently, as if in a great storm. But the air is "still" around us.

"And there are birds", Agar says;
*points up to the night sky*
*circling the skies above this place.*
"Large birds, that are watching us, it seems."

"Arr! We have awakened something! Elf, tell me what you know of this, immediately!"

Much smoke is pouring out of the houses/gardens, filling the sky and falling into the valley.
*suddenly a great groan/rumbles echoing through this valley*
"What magic is this?" :eek: :eek: :mad:

[YayGollum]

*after having fun with watching the fire, wondering why there aren't any elves around to kill, and hoping that he'll get to torture the elf that's on their side, Bugburz follows the human and the elf outside to get a better view, but gets a little freaked out when he hears the noises and runs up to the human* "Hey, boss, what's going on? I thought noone was here!"

[greypilgrim]

"Let us be glad there are none. One elf on our side is enough to worry about!" *points at the hills, again* "But it seems they had friends. Little do we know in my lands of such "magic". But they say in my land also that elves are extinct."
*gets in the elf's face, points at him*
"You claim to have powers in nature! Speak a spell, or something, while I finish the burning! Then we must go quickly, for we are spotted!" *points at the sky*
"Yet even we have spies of this kind in my lands, elf..." Agar says.

"Come with me, orc, while he works."
*other men/halflings still around, some on fire by accident, torching the place*
"Ready your bow!"

[YayGollum]

*holds his bow at the ready even though he doesn't know why* "What? Do you want me to shoot all the birds or something? Garn! Do you know something I don't?"

[greypilgrim]

"Don't talk to me, foul thing! Apply this to your arrow, aim, and shoot it!"
*Tears open another flask, pours a little on the floor, throws the thing at the last "home" left, liquid splatters everywhere*
"When you're ready, alight it here"
*holds my right hand up*
"And then shoot the arrow there!"
*points at the "jelly" oozing everywhere on the outside of the "house"
"Then we gotta get the hell out of this place!"

[greypilgrim]

OC- All right, here's whats going on:

We are in Rivendell, setting fire to everything there with a flammable jelly-like substance. When suddenly, Agar decides to "motivate" his "heroes".
There's many eagles circling overhead, and obviously ents are very upset, but not close, yet.

Omnip is suspected to be a spy.
Bugburz is Agar's "questioner" for our missions.
Agar has no idea what the trees are, but tells the elf to deal with it, and takes orc to finish the job at hand.
Ullith the Easterling is assumed to be near by.

My fault for not explaining well whats going on to my players, but this takes a little getting used to! Thanks for hangin in there!

Oh yah, Yaygollum, I guess Rivendell is deserted in my game, because, its way after the war of the ring (400 yrs or more) and I'm thinking there weren't probably too many elves kickin it there anymore. But I could be wrong, or maybe they were just in Mirkwood or something.:D

[Éomond]

"I have finally caught up with you." Said a man, who was breathing hard, he was dressed in black and gold, with a Helment and other armor. He was holding and Spear and shield, and two long knifes were at his sides. "I had gotten separted a while ago, but now I'm hear." He flashed his dark eyes around, looking at each creature there. "Well, seems like this piece of waste is finally coming down." He looked at the Haradrim. "Another evil Man as I! You look like you are the leader hear, tell me what we are doing here. I wish to help."

[greypilgrim]

Agar looks at the easterling Ullith: "Go back and keep a watchful eye on that elf, he may be spying on us. If he betrays us, in any way, you must kill him. We MUST NOT be jeopradized by any treachery!
You seem to be skilled in warfare, Easterling, you will fight alongside me, in our battles ahead.
Also, it would be wise to think of a use for this jelly-liquid Nog has invented for us, for use in our "Mission", we will have great store of it soon! Go!"

*shouts to Omnip*
"How goes the spell, elf?"
*looks back at bugburz*

[Éomond]

"The Easterling will not fail the Haradrim! The Elf will feel my Spear and knife if he does try anything." Ullith walked over to where Omnip was and, making sure he wasn't seen, and ketp both of his eyes on him.

[YayGollum]

*sticks his arrow in the stuff on the ground, lights it on the human's outstretched arm, then lets it fly at the indicated house, grumbling to himself at the stupidity of his new boss all the while, as soon as that's done, Bugburz backs off and waits for the order to move out since he's not going to be stupid enough to say anything*

[greypilgrim]

"Many uses, there are, for this "stuff" Agar says as he extingushed his "hand".
"You will figure out your own ways to use it effectively in the future"
*goes back toward the others*
"Elf, do you tarry for a reason? Speak the spell! Use your powers to halt this...."
*points at the eagles and the hills of trees*
"Or I will rip your eyes out! If you know nothing, and cannot stop this...we must fly swifly from here!:eek:
*heat around us is intense, trees acting strangely*
"Be ready for anything" says to Ullith and Bugburz.:mad:

[greypilgrim]

"You are a traitor!! GRAB HIM!!" Agar says after the elf just stood there. All the men/halflings and Agar swarm in on the elf. He shot one, and stabbed two others, but there were too many all at once for him, and he went down to the ground. One of Omnip's wolves attacks Agar, he jams his hook into the wolfs mouth as it bites, pulls upward, and then flings the snarling thing over the terrace. He looks at Omnip, goes over, and punches him with the gauntlet upon the head, knocking him out.
"Bind him up" he orders the men.
After the others finish tying up the elf securely, Agar lifts the unconscious elf up onto his shoulder.
"RUN NOW! LETS GO! C'MON! MOVE IT MOVE IT MOVE IT!!!" Agar runs laborously back through much smoke toward the trail on which we came in to this place.
"You're going to pay for this...." he whispers to the elf.

[greypilgrim]

After running for a bit we exit the trail, turn right, and move through many trees, up and down little hills, over some grassylands, over across a river (we had to pass Omnip between us over the way across near shallower water) we finally escaped the madness behind us. We hunch down now, a group of 25 people altogether, in darkness, hiding amongst a cluster of low-hanging trees in the night. The others with us are pooped, huffing and wheezing, scattering about, tired as hell. Agar throws the elf down at the bottom of a tree-trunk.
"An elf can die only in battle, it is told in my homeland, or of some sickness. Much would I give to have that Gift." He looked at Omnip in disgust, spitting on him. The elf was starting to re-gain consciousness, slowly.
"They do nothing with this Gift. I hate them."

*looks at Bugburz* "You! Do your job on him now, in private! You must find out about those trees! I had never DREAMED of magic, so powerful, so........REAL! Question him, and find out what they ARE, what they were doing THERE, and learn who he was spying FOR, what THEY are doing, and find out anything ELSE you can!" *looks around for a place to rest* "Then KILL him."
"I must recover my strength, we have long ways ahead of us!"
*goes and lays down near a tree a bit away from Bugburz*


Lets just assume Ullith is nearby, "resting"

[Éomond]

Ullith too was in the battle, he had killed a wolves too. It han't attacked him, but it had been a while since Ullith had killed any thing. He sliced it with his spear and stabbed it with his long knife and beat it over the head many times with his shield untill finally it died. When Ullith had killed the wolf he saw Agar run off with the Elf on his shoulder. He then followed him.

[greypilgrim]

While Ullith was resting near a tree Agar called over to him:
"Easterling....hearken to me." Screams from the elf were heard nearby, it was nighttime and everyone is lying around low, catching some sleep under the trees. "Arrh..my head aches, the light.......Arrh, come near me, I need a human to speak to that can understand me. Come her, I will tell you of this fire, and the errand at the Lake of Moria!"

[Éomond]

Ullith had heard Agar and came and sat by him, he listen very closey but stared at the fire. "What is that you want me to do? And this Lake and fire you speak of?"

[greypilgrim]

Agar pulls out his Prayer-book and opens it. There are much papers filled with many writings on them. He withdrwas one sheet of this paper, and hands it to you.

On it was written a recipe for this "fire-jelly"

It talked about how to combine many different liquids; including tree-saps, alcohols, and herbals- with some flammables, cooking times, storage, curing, everything on getting it right, down to a:

thick/ longlasting/ burning non-extinguishable "jelly"

It also had designs for powders to be used, powders designed for exploding, and methods were laid out on how to make explosive-type weapons using a combination of the "jelly" and the "powders".

It showed pictures of many things, on the reverse side. At the bottom in a straight line you see pictures of :
Bows/Arrows, Swords/Axes/Hammers, Catapults, A hand-held object, a round object next to a Tube with devices, and a Battering Ram.

It seems these are some of the methods devised for the use of this jelly.

[greypilgrim]

"My half-ling Nog has cooked this to perfection, and there is much of it in barrels within the stronghold within the Mountain."
Agar said.
"After that craziness in the elf-valley, now I see one more use for this liquid. It would stick fast, burning, to a hostile tree, if it were for real and not some spell or other magic."
"And Nog has also made greater the potency of it, devising very evil weapons, for the exploding, launching and shooting this fire-jelly into our enemies, or elsewhere"
*looks north towards Rivendell*
"We can only rest a little longer. Go and get Bugburz, show him the recipe, and both of you return here, for one last discussion."
*put my hand to my head* "Arhh, uunnhh, eh.....my head is killing me!" *slumps down to sleep instantly, puts prayer book away*

[Éomond]

Ullith stared at Agar for a moment why did his head hurt? Was it the fire? Ullith put his thoughts aside grabbed the Prayer-book and walked over to where Bugburz, who was resting and watching the Elf, Ullith showed him the recipies for the "Fire-jelly." When that was done they walked back to where Agar was.

[greypilgrim]

"Where is the elf?"..... Agar said, quickly after seeing his soldiers there, in front of him. *Looks at you suspisciously*
"Have you left him to go?" *stands up* "Arrh! I will kill you right here for this treason!" said Agar
*pointing at you w/left hand, right one ready to strike!*

"I AM AGAR THE BLACK! HAND OF SAURON!!!!:mad: YOU WILL NOT BETRAY ME!!! YOU WILL BE THRUST DOWN THE CHUTE TO THE PIT!! THERE YOUR PUNISHMENT SHALL BE EVERLASTING!!
YOUR MIND WILL BE BROKEN, AND I WILL SEND YOU WALKING ACROSS THE DESERT FOR THIS TREACHERY!!!!!:mad: :mad: :mad:
ARHH, THE NORTHERN WASTELANDS WOULD BE MORE FITTING!!!:mad:

GET THE TRAITOR ELF BACK HERE TO ME NOW!!! ORC, GET OVER HERE! NOW! WHAT HAVE YOU LEARNED!!!!
:mad: :mad:

*Stands there under the tree, head steaming, glaring at you both, wondering why he has been cursed, let down by his men, even by Sauron, his own Lord.*

[YayGollum]

*cringes at the crazy outbursts of his new boss* "I would never betray you, my lord! I knew not this human's intent when he led me to you! I was merely performing the task you ordered me to do before he came! I had been torturing the elf, my lord, when he distracted me with instructions on how to make your devices of supreme evil! I wondered why I would seem worthy enough to learn your wisdom! I barely glanced at the book!" *in the middle of all his crazy rants, a rumbling makes him look behind him and see walking trees running towards them* just about to forget about his new boss and run off ---> "What are your orders now, sir?"

[greypilgrim]

YOU are a CONSTANT COCKROACH on my NECK,ORC!" Agar yells, mindful of the noises.
"Get your arrows soaked in this quick!" *tosses Bug a flask* "Stay with the halflings!"
"WE FLY FROM TREES, OUT OF THE WOODS!!:mad: :mad: IT IS MADNESS!!" Agar says.
*the others around are fearful of the in-fighting"
"The Elf must be forgot, for now. I will find him, sooner or later! Then he will pay for this!:mad: :mad:
Go, NOW!..... Southwards!... RUN!!

*the Orc and the halflings are following me and Ullith. The halflings can ignite the liquid with torches, men all have crude swords. Bugburz can order these around, same for Agar and Ullith.*

While flying from danger out of rest, ONE OLD-LOOKING ENT blocks our way out of the woods. He is 13 ft. tall and we see him suddenly in front of us, he just smashed one peasant-man to the left, 20 ft.
"OOOOOHHHHHHHAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!" he yells. "HUMMM!!! AAHHHHH!!"
*he moves slow compared to us*
"IGNITE" Agar shouts.
*He sends 5 men to keep the ent busy, everyone else is out of range*

[YayGollum]

*while grabbing a torch from one of the nasssty hobbitses and planting it in the ground in front of him so he doesn't have to rely on them, Bugburz is seriously considering abandoning this new boss of his, but as soon as he shoots his first Ent, he decides to have a little more fun with this guy, whenever an Ent gets hit, it tries to stop the fire with his hands, but that just ignites them, too, whenever Bugburz misses and shoots a tree, many Ents gather around it and try to stop the fire, which hurts more of them at a time, so he starts to only shoot trees, having all kinds of fun*

OOC: Well, I would say, Poor Ents! Are there no heroes? Is there no water? oh well. I'm supposed to be evil. :rolleyes:

[greypilgrim]

OOC: I probably would too, after a minute, if I weren't Agar. We are the heroes, remember?

IC- "Arh! They burn well!!!" !!!:mad:
*I grabs my prayer-book back from Ullith. Quickly putting it away.
I grab one of the men's measly swords that has been lit (at least THEY are smart, a little), and throw it into an ent, which soon killed him. Then I tear the rags off the dead man, stuffing them like a wick into one of my last flasks..
Throws the lit "jelly-cocktail-grenade-thingy" into the path of 2 other oncoming ents. The wick makes the container explode in a mass of sticky-liquid fire, the ents scream out loudly, running around igniting other ents and trees around the place.*
"We haven't the power to fight too many more! We have to retreat!" Agar shouts, as he sees the many ents that the Orc's cruel delight with fire has attracted towards their area.
"WE WILL BURN HERE!!:mad: :mad:

[Éomond]

((ooc: I would say "poor Ents" too if I were Éomond, but I'm not, I'm Ullith, Ulfang's decendent:mad:!))

Ullith now had a bow and a quiver of arrows with him shooting at the Ents. Many burnt down but many more showed up. Ullith turened to Agar "You want us to retreat!?" He shot another fire arrow at a Ent.

[greypilgrim]

Agar looked at Ullith then goes, "No, never! But we have to!" The fires around are going up higher, Agar thinks the Orc is crazy, there are people dying from the fire and from ent-punches everywhere, we are almost all that is left.
"Before it's too late!"
*runs over to where one ent is being attacked by 10 men with swords, it is fighting back but going up in flames*
"Ullith!, watch out!!" *one ent that he shot gets fuious, and runs right at him, on fire*
I'm ordering the survivors of our party together in one tight band, to fight our way out of this place, before the fires surround us, and before more trees arrive.
The one ent goes down, wailing. The 10 men stand ready to defend their Captain. Agar is shouting to the Orc..."Bug! You pyromaniac! Since you let the elf go, and are nearly cooking us alive with your arrows, you act as rear-guard, during the retreat!"

OOC-hey, this is a cool fight! I'm trying to get on with this "Mission", and realize I wasted time earlier babbling on. Lets finish the ents off, and try to get to Moria-Lake. There's still a long way to go, before the end.

[greypilgrim]

"OUT!" Agar gave the command to retreat from the burning trees all around us. Agar dodges alot of trees still on fire, and ents running around trying to kill him on fire, and makes his way toward an area not burning, bumping into Bugburz half way there.
Everyone still alive follows me, all the halflings, and all but one man, Haleg, is there.
*"Why you do that?" he says, pointing back at the HUGE fire in the trees behind us.
Agar smacks him over the mouth, "Shut it for once.
All right #^@$!!:mad: "What was that? Trees don't usually use their fists on people in my homelands. Much my lord has shown me of the histories, but I don't think he just "failed" to mention them! *pointing at the woods* I would have brought 100 of you here, and driven them back to Harad, for SOME use..
%&*(@%!!ARH&@$!ORC&*%@@:mad: :mad: "BUGBURZ!!!!! Why did you fail your FIRST TRUE ASSIGNMENT!! You love elves, or something? Only men can be trusted by men!

Just 4 people here now, 1st morning from setting out from MSTY MNTS.

[YayGollum]

*after watching the last of the Ents run off somewhere or die, the forest fire spread, and grumbling to himself at the human's rants, he finally turns to him to explain himself* looking like he's really getting tired of this guy, but still trying to be obedient ---> "Begging your forgiveness, my lord, but I did not fail. I was torturing the elf just as you commanded when the trees attacked. Orcs have learned to trust noone. I had assumed that you, with your infinite wisdom, had already learned this lesson."

[greypilgrim]

"I see that you never served in any militarisic order. I have been in the military for as long as I have been alive, and lead my soldiers with a steel fist. I do not accept any insubordination. If you cannot handle being shouted at, then file a complaint with Nog, and it will be "dealt with" immediately!"

We run south for the whole day, keeeping near the mountains to our left. Upon a small outcopping of stone, we halt, looking down at a small town about 500 feet away. The sun went down behind the Mountain. The town, complete with a small gate, stone houses, and other buildings, locks it's gate for the night. Its encircling wall meets the Mtn, to the North and South, enclosing the town in a ring against the Mtn.We can see lights in this town's buildings.

"Now, shall we attack, move on, or learn you more of the Mission at the Lake?" Agar says, half to himself.

[YayGollum]

still superly testy after having what he thought were good excuses ignored and thought of as whining about something entirely different, Bugburz decides that this human really is insane and that he should leave as soon as possible, but he can't resist commenting on the guy's last question ---> "Nar! I say we should move on! We're too few to attack anything now! Let's hide in the mountains and gather more forces! Why sacrifice ourselves from some old boss that's already dead?"

[greypilgrim]

*Steps quickly in the orcs face, threateningly, and attacks him with a fierce punch to the the face. With my last flask, while he is stunned from the blow, I tear it open and douse him in the liquid, ordering Haleg stand there with a torch near to him, and I come forward and say, "Your black tounge will be cut from your throat, for that, and you will be burned if you try to escape.....Us men will go down and send fire over the wall of that place, you will shoot any that run out their gate. Prove yourself to this Army now, and you will be spared the ending doomed to.....a traitor."

*Agar is pointing closely right in Bugburzs face, Haleg closely watching him, ready to ignite.*:eek:

[greypilgrim]

"Then burn!! you slimy, stinking foul-blooded orc!!
I will not lose!!!" Agar yelled loudly in the orc's face. *grabs 1 flask from Haleg's belt, leaving him one* "Guard him closely, keep the torch lit!" *thinks this whole scheme entirely insane, and doesn't want to attack this town, but has to determine who his faithful soldiers are, and his servants.*

"Arhh, a mere speck on the eye of the world that awaits us!" *points at the gated village * "And that world is not MY Lords world, orc. Melkor is the God whom my Lord serves. And he took part in the making of this world, and is YOUR maker, orc. And because of the jealousy of these other Makers and lesser Gods then, and their alignment against him, he lost his World.
But YOU live on, and others of his grand creations...*looks southward down the long Msty Mnts*...But it is a world of men, now. And Kingdoms flourish, that once were levelled." *Gets excited* "And I believe I will choose one, or one will be chosen for me, one day. There I will accomplish much! Do you not yet understand OUR PURPOSE!!!:mad:

Agar decides to wait here for the night, since it is a way-point established last week in the Msty Mnts. Others might be coming along, will check the skies for a message in the morning.

[greypilgrim]

OOC- dudes, I don't want to kill my players, I'm serious.

[YayGollum]

OOC: Yikes! You could have fooled me! :eek:

IC: *Bugburz starts to wipe the stuff off of himself while the Agar dude is resting and whatever human that's supposed to be watching him is looking down at the town, as soon as he's mostly dry, he grabs the torch from the human and douses it on some rocks* "What do you think you're doing? You don't see that town down there? Think they don't notice torches up here? Garn! The boss isn't fit to lead if he permits things like this! If we don't get help soon, I'm going home to Goblin Town!" :rolleyes:

[greypilgrim]

Agar starts to tell Ullith of their errend at the lake. "There is a sword I am seeking, Anguriel, it's black blade was wrought by a Dark Elf, in the deeps of time. That will be my weapon. This blade had a twin, though where it is now, who knows? This sword was shown to me in a vision, or dream, and I believe it is buried in this lake. There is also some menace near it, I felt."
After I get the blade, with your help, we will go over or through this Mntn, somehow. Moria is a good area to attempt this crossing, I deem. *looks at Bugburz* There I must send a signal towards my homeland. They must come now. Something is telling me to hasten, and we have no power with us to do the job.
You damn orcs I do not trust, nor any elves...I have not dealt with any other races, besides halfling, in all my life."

OC-it's 400 years into the Fourth age, 1824 SR, he's been in the army, blahblah
IC-"But your kind have always been "helpful" to my Lords, in their wars, and I can use you much, espescially near Moria!"

[greypilgrim]

"Bugburz, here, smoke some of this weed here... *lights up a black, steel pipe* and drink with me."
"I am sorry for striking you, but it is my way to lead with the power of fear and punishment in my hands.
It is also my weakness, and this I see....caring not for the feelings of others! But your skills will be needed in this place we are going. Of this place you know much, I deem....I had to make sure you were true....do you understand? Now I know you are smart...

*Agar was hitting the pipe and passing it to the orc who still has some "jelly" dripping off his ear; small trails of sweet and sour smelling smoke flow out of Agar's nose and mouth, he's looking northwards, up at the sky that is getting darker and darker, a breeze carries the pipe-smoke into the chilly air of the Msty Mnts....(away from the direction of the town)*
"Got a drink?" he asks the orc, knowing of orc's special brews.

OC- I wonder if your characters will smoke! Mine will, and even will drink an orc-potion, to stay on his feet! Where are my new players at?

[greypilgrim]

"This weed has been upgraded, orc. Much you do not know of me, but I am the Boss, here, understand?" Agar is drinking the orc-potion, darkness has crept around us.

"There are many new things which have been researched militarily in my homeland. This weed's effects will last all the night, and your tolerance for pain will be much increased, also your might in battle." Agar takes another drag...."and your endurance for covering long distances"....

drinks some more orc-juice."Blech.....that's disgusting!"

I hold out the pipe to whoever wants it.
"I have a prayer that can help us at the lake of Moria. We will pass this town, so smoke and drink up, boys, 'cause we're runnin the whole way!

[greypilgrim]

OOC: Any new players coming into this game, at any point, are assumed to have followed the waypoints that were set up back in the cave when the Mission started, by Agar and Nog the half-ling.

Just post your characters inside the game thread as it progresses, then have your character safetly (if possible) meet up with us, or I will (within the game)

Any-ways, 20 points-in the form of 20 black *Stars* will be given to you for great service within this Army. This special award was created for those with a keen sense of their surroundings, those who are espescially helpful, and basically do a good job within this *MISSION*, in battle AND thought, or perform great deeds within our objectives.
They came falling out of the sky one night, not too long ago. These will be awarded to you throughout the whole game, hopefully.

There are mostly Men populating Middle Earth, and almost every other race still. Pick anyone but a Balrog, they are dead in this game. Unless it can be resurrected somehow, nobody can use it.

Help the armies we fight with, try to recruit all other evil beings from out of their old haunts from the books (or somewhere nearby) that you can think of, and remember--- this is only the beginning, or first part of this entire Mission...we have much to do!

[greypilgrim]

Agar starts looking at a MAP. There is a river to the west, and the Misty Mountains are dividing the land on the map in two in this area. We are in hiding, looking upon a small gated town, a click SE of Rivendell.
There is a long, wide road to our immediate left, or west. It is marked with many dots, much like other roads upon this map, and runs a long way North and South.


OOC_This road is not on the map. It has been constructed by men.

IC- Agar smokes and watches the road and the skies. He senses danger.

[BlackCaptain]

My profile:

Name: Nefnarion

Titles: Black Plague

Race: Barrow Wright

Age: Unknown

Birthplace: Unknown, but thought to be the great Forrest of Harad

Appearance: Frighteningly tall, Completely black armour blacker than shadows un-peircable, Deep red eyes

Weapons and Armour: Hard steel surounding all the body. Tall Gothic, double horned helm Weapons: Fire-wreathed ash/poison-blade, mace of one thousand spikes

Personality: I talk with alot of fear in my voice. fear towards others that is. Im the King of Barrow Wrights. Very dangerous when even slightly pestered

History: Unknown

Did i do this right? Am i one of these members now?

[BlackCaptain]

*walks out of the shadow's un-noticed*
"Hail! Agar, I come to you now with reinforcements much needed from the home in the misty's to the North. Nog made sure I was dealt with properly, although he quivered when he talked to me" *points to 25 fresh men, and 5 barrow-wrights from the north east.
"They have answered the summons as well, and I hope we will not be declined membership to your cult. I have seen the burnt Imladris, and I am glad to tell you the ents are setting eachother on fire; on accident of course. Stupid trees. These vilagers also do not know anything of your presence" *looks at Bugburz with aproval for putting out the torch*.
"Please tell me what I can do for you my lord! Command me! I am a great ally when needed!"

[greypilgrim]

As you could see, we have few members yet Morgul. Welcome aboard!

I look in horror at the Barrow-King before me.
"If these black ghosts will obey, then they are yours to command. Do what you will with your shadows, I command men!" *sees the men are terrified of the wights* "Form together, quietly." I say to them. They group together with Haleg. I put the pipe away.
"The trees were not stupid, I deem. They attacked us fiercely, and I wish never to meet their kind again. It was by no accident that they all burned each-other. You will serve as any soldier, even though you are a king, using your skills in Darkness on up ahead. *looks southwards* and elsewhere...
Stay away from me! Your presense is disturbing."

Looks at the other shadows lurking around him, "And keep them away from my men, they are disruptive to the co-hesiveness of this company!" *gets the chills*

*I go over to where my men are, making sure they are all right.*

[greypilgrim]

Go to...A Summons..within the Dark Legion, if you want to know whats going on..I put it there when I started this game, I'm using to help us (all) know better what is going on here.

IC-Agar has deemed that his men are fit, just frightened by the eerie presence of the Ghosts around them. He looks at Bugburz sidelong, making sure he does not try to run off, wondering what the elf might have said. It's dead dark out. Behind Bugburz he sees upon the road a swift rider, headed southwards. He is away a bit, too far to catch from here. Agar does not like what this might mean.......

Ullith is assumed to be nearby. The rider did not see us, he's too far.

[BlackCaptain]

"I bring you not only Wrights, but fresh men. And I rule them. Especialy the Wrights. But I order them to obey you now. If you are not fit for having more servants, I can understand" *takes off helm as sign of couresy. Pale skin and long black hair come down.*"Is my presence so disturbing now?*am now actualy quite fair looking* I wish for the best, and anyone whom serves Sauron I will make alligence. Do not fear me! I serve that use only for enemy's of Sauron. And do not be afraid of my wrights Agar! They are not ghosts, but men who's life has been extended beyond what it shoud be."*they take thier helms off as well and appear as regular men*
"So you see, we are men. You say you command men, they are yours to command."
"We rarely take our helms off, and when we do it is a special occasion indeed! We are not ghosts!"
*See's look of fear dissapear from Agar's face*
"I can be very frightening however, when in combat with enemies. Oh! I forgot to introduce myself! I am Nefnarion. Fire-eyed in our wright tongue. Will you allow my allegance with you Agar? Or will you banish me and my much needed reinforcements? Do you still want me away from you? Is Agar the brave still in fear of these long-lived men?"
*sits in silence for a few seconds*
"I offer you Agar, my mace and my sword, as a sign of my allegance. I would offer them to you to prove myself. I care not if you make me a mere soldier. If it will further help our cause, I will yeild more than fully to your power. I do not ask to be treated as a King, yet you assume so. I ask for no more than a position in your small malitia, no matter how great or small. Do you realise I am now not as bitter and cruel as I looked? Will you accept?"

[greypilgrim]

Quite taken back by Nefnarion's manners, he thinks to himself "it is not my choice" *bows*
"I am a living man. Men have been useful, in the past, in the higher puposes of my Lord. You and yours are now with us.
I am Agar the black! You will address me as such, or Agar. Of couse, bravery is a very good thing. I have commanded thousands of brave men, in the Eastern deserts. *points to the road* "The road runs southwards, for hundreds of miles. There at the south it meets a city, a tower rises there, built long ago. *points down the mountain* There is an errand I must complete up ahead. Right now, it is hoped, 25,000 men are marching westwards from my homeland. We will go over or through this mountain somehow, then go and meet them. Then Nefnarion the cold and deathless will see how I command men!
"We will bring fire, and darkness, and monsters, and orcs and trolls and men forth to battle. The sons of the house of Telcontar
will perish beneath us, and vengence, for my people and others, will be wrought at last! I care not who answers the Call, Nefnarion you are indeed worthy! I wish to go soon. I feel like running, and my hands yearn for the sword"
*the pipe is lit again, he tries to pass it to Nefnarion, but he doubts he can smoke*
*theres two eagles up in the sky*

[BlackCaptain]

*bows low*
"Thank you Agar the black. You will be served well. I sense the eagles also. If you wish for them to be taken from the sky, i will have my bowman Solarion take them both down. What does Agar command? And you speak of a sword? Does it need fetching? Does it need sharpening? Does it need to yet be forged? I am a skilled smith. Perhaps I may be of assistance. I will now introduce you to my brothers:
Solarion, the Archer
Tolarion, the Scout
Bimarion, Sorceror
Himpharion the Barbarian
And Mararion the Loremaster.
The other 25 men are fit for battle. Nothing more nothing less. Could a Smith, Archer, Scout, Sorceror, Barbarian, or Loremaster be of use for you and your "sword"?"

[YayGollum]

*grinning wickedly at the new people, Bugburz hopes that they'll keep the boss from acting too crazy, since he obviously can't, after ignoring whatever crazy smoke the Agar person was trying to offer and seeing that he didn't mind too much, he takes his ale back and keeps watch on the town, most of the lights are out, but a few can be seen on the edges, probably some kind of lookouts* "Ar! Even with these to help, we won't be able to destroy a town that size!"

[BlackCaptain]

"So that is why we tarry here!" Says Nefnarion over-hearing Bugburz talking to himself."Agar, is it true that you wish to overtake this town? Or does this orc speak to himself with no reason? If we do wish to destroy this town I would have brought more Wrights and Men! But I deem it is too late. What is your council! What meaning does this town hold!"

ooc - remember, i didnt hear your conversation about this town and your sword before hand. ive only just arived!

[greypilgrim]

"The sword was forged completely, though it's complete lore is hidden from me. Mararion may be able to look upon it, and tell me something? And it probably won't need sharpening.
The meaning of this town of men, matters not, and we do not need to "destroy it", as Bugburz stated. I had gotten carried away in my anger. There was a elf dwelling of old northwards and a meeting of two great roads nearby. Perhaps it is filled with travellers. I care not. I wish to continue southwards.
If things were different, and I was not hastened, we might try something. Perhaps Tolarion could go down into this place, and kidnap some men. But that would take too long. *looks at the sky* If Solarion can hit them, he is skilled indeed! The other one will fly, though, if he hits one, I think.
Though I have never worked with a sorcerer before, I have heard of a few, that helped in wars against my Lord in his lifetime. One even tried to fool him once. Of couse, he failed. Bemarion is skilled in his craft? Yes? And barbarians are known to me, they served me before, and are also performers in my homeland. They fight animals, and bend steel for silver.
Agar approves of Bugburz keeping an eye out.
"Bugburz, your companions (in the profile) can move swiftly, yes?"

Lets just say they were sent here too.

[BlackCaptain]

Mararion steps forth and whispers in Nefnarions ear

"He knows of Anguriel. It is hidden. Hidden beyond any comprehension. But Marion will know if we draw nearer this sword. He will. And will you have Solarion shoot down these birds? Speak quickly! They will not linger above us for long! He has the skill!
Tolarion could get into this town. It is not well gaurded, however and he will not be able to bring men back. Bemarion will go with him if the need calls. he will put one of his strange spells, and lo! men will follow! Although he has not the skill to take too many. 10 perhaps at the very most. What does Agar command?"

[greypilgrim]

"We must go. Bemarion will have much need of his magic in the near future. Solarion may take aim at the eagles, though I have never seen anyone hit a moving target that far away!
I think they are messengers, or spies. They have followed us since Rivendell. If he can kill them, that is good. Then we must make with all speed southwards!"
*re-lights my pipe, watching Solarion aiming.*

[BlackCaptain]

*Solarion sets two arrows to his bow*
*he Fires*
*He hits both in the chest*
Nefnarion says: "There we are. No more spies! I have never doubted his skill, for obvious reasons"

[greypilgrim]

"I had never thought it possible!"
We leave this place. In the darkness, we pass the town there, running along the feet of the Misty Mountains. We run all night, Agar having to stop frequently for others to rest up. In the morning, we halt once more. We have covered over 100 miles in the night. We now rest, collapsing at the foot of the Mountain.
Three high peaks are seen on the Mntn. The road to the right (west) of us, about a mile up ahead, has many figures moving upon it.

There are aboput 200 men, all armed, on the road. They have hastily constructed a road-block with felled trees, with a gate. Horsemen, spearmen, and archers are there, halting any upon the road.
It seems our going was not as stealthy as planned. We cannot get by them without being seen. We must reach our destination.
It seems we have no choice, we have to get by them, somehow.

[BlackCaptain]

"Perhaps Bimarion could prove useful here?"
Says Nefnarion stepping forth
"Now, Agar, you must lead us. What will Agar the Black do in this situation?"

[greypilgrim]

"Of course I must lead us, do you think I am a fool?" Agar says.

The men have spotted us. One horse man goes southwards on the road at once. 190 others come towards us, spearmen first, archers behind them, 20 horsemen in the rear.
"There they are!" they shout. "We have them!" they cry.

Now they are running towards us, shouting loudly, attacking. They will reach us quickly.

"I am without a weapon, but not weaponless." Agar says to Nefnarion. "Your brothers will go behind the men that are with us, they are but fodder! After the fray begins, Bemarion must stay at a safe distance and work what magic he can, to kill or maim them. Solarion will shoot, all the while, not caring if he hits our own men." Agar grits his teeth. "Arrh, we are greatly outnumbered, but the weed me and my men have smoked has been upgraded for violence, as well. But we are tired, even I, who walked all the way from Harad."

Now the men are just about upon us. The 25 other men that are with us immediately light up the wicks set in their flasks, tossing them like grenades at their front line. They explode, just in time, and send fire-liquid all over the place. The spear-men are in flames, more flasks are thrown, 30 men lie dead already. The rest come on, wary of the fire. It can't be extinguished. Some arrows fly towards us, some hit our men.
The fight has begun.

As their front line reaches our men, we see their armor has a white tree upon it. Smoke and fire are all around.

[YayGollum]

*since he's been keeping to the back of the group anyways, Bugburz starts cursing the clumsiness of their leader and shooting his poisoned arrows, glad that he's not having to get near that scary fire stuff this time, he's making his way off the unsafe road to find a rock to hide behind higher up the whole time, though*

[greypilgrim]

OOC- We are not upon a road, we are near the Mountain. The road is a mile away.

*As Bugburz shot poison arrows from behind the large rock, Agar and Himpharion, barbarian, head towards the fray.*

*Solarion heads over towards Bugburz, shooting two arrows at a time into the mass of fighting people.*

Agar and Himpharion are fighting together.
*As he swipes through the spears of the enemy, I move in to finish them off.*
The men are not stupid, however, and have re-grouped.

*120 spear-men form a line, to the right of our fighting positions. The 20 horse-men are in a tight formation, behind them, ready to charge into battle behind them.*
They move slowly behind the advancing line.

"Nefnarion!" Agar yells. "Do something!"

Himpharion is fierce in battle. OOC-wielding an axe?
*Agar moves in to high-kick a stunned man in the neck, turns quick to duck a spear and uses his hook for a high counter-attack*

[greypilgrim]

Some men still are burning, running around madly.
Arrows come towards us, but the smoke in the area disrups their line-of sight.
The fight is being fought near a mountain, upon grassy-land and near rocks, the outcroppings of the Mntn.
Our other men are dying, Haleg is leading them.


OOC-You all have to do stuff to kill them or we will die soon. Be creative.

Ullith is somewhere nearby.

[BlackCaptain]

ooc- sorry, havent been on the computer in a while...

ic:

*Nefnarion steps forth in front of the line of spearmen*
"ACH IGTHRINK UMONOMO SHRANKATH!!!! "
*All of the spears bend at the point*
"You fools" says Nefnarion in the most ghastly horrific voice imaginable "I am Nefnarion! Smith of Smiths! Mithril bends before me. Do you think iron spears will sway me and my black hand-made armor? Die now! Angmar! "
*Nefnarion brings out his mace of One Thousand Spikes and swings it on the ground with all of his might. The horses fall over, crushing some of the riders*
"Even the earth breaks before me! And you wish to stand? For Carn Dûm!"
*Tolarion sneaks behind the riders who have taken to thier feet again and swiftly slits 5 of their throats*
"Behold! Nargrost! My fire-wreathed sword, accented with poison and ash. Who will fight me?"
*At that Nefnarion swings widely (not wildly) and 10 more un-horsed horsemen fall. The rest scatter. Solarion picks them off with his bow.*
*Bimarion steps forth, yells a strange spell that none can understand, for they have never heard that noise come from anyones mouth, and out of the earth rise Courshes covered in slime, darker than the darkest dark. Two of them. As fierce as Balrogs, as powerful as Dragons, as tall as the tree's of Lorien. Bimarion faints from exaustion. He lies unconcious.*
"Indeed Bimarion has done all he can for you Agar" Says Nefnarion while the Courshes chase the fleeing men, Solarion shooting them down as they run
"But we are very lucky. 5 Wright princes, and 1 Wright king can only handle 100 men at the most. We are already very exausted, and Solarion has run out of arrows. Now it is time for others to finish this! For I can do no more. Bending earth and iron is no easy task when there are this many valiant men to fight. We are still out numbered, and my strength has left me! Who will now finish this fight?"

[greypilgrim]

OOC- What are Courshes? Will they disappear, or can we command them?

*Dodging the spears, staying away from the burning people and earth, trying to keep his balance from the earth-shaking blasts of Nepharion's mace, Agar stops. There's like 40 men left, standing their ground with their Captain.
*Points at the man*
"You will die now! See! Magic and fire have bettered you! Give up, before you are burned alive like them." *points at other men.*
"The Kingdom you protect is not worth it!"

"Your men's powers are great, but they are fading, look." he says.
*Agar sees Nepharion and Bemarion, sees Solarion is out of arrows, knows Bugburz is a chicken.*
"Yet you claim that you will kill us. Fool! Right now a message is being sent, and help will arrive, so it is you who must now lay down YOUR arms, or die! Mercy will be shown if you comply..."
*Now they close in, advancing, 40 feet away, all on foot.*

Haleg and 10 other men gather near Agar, to protect him. The pipe-weed's effects are wearing off, but they still can fight.

"ARH!" *grabs one of the last flasks available* "Bring it on, then, Gondorian!" *tears it open with my hook-hand.* "Feel the fire that awaits you! I will never surrender!" *walks a line in front of us, pouring the gooey liquid on the grass* "Ignite!" Agar says.
*A burning shield is tossed upon the ground there.* "Try to take prisoners" Agar commands.
.A line of fire goes up in front of us, the men charge through it, some of their feet catch fire and stays burning.* "HARAD!" Agar yells, charging their leader. Haleg and the other men charge, swords in the air. *The captain swings his bent spear at me, I duck and press into him, knocking him to the ground. Himpharion is there, swinging his axe and sword fiercely, Agar gets surrounded, Himpharion takes a blunt blow to the head. Some of the men are jumping around, trying to put out their feet, uselessly. 20 of them are fine still, half of them fighting against Himpharion.
Agar is taking hits, bleeding, but fighting with all his strength.
4 men go down, 16 are left, that are not on fire.

[BlackCaptain]

ooc- iduno, i just had to make up a name... there was a cup, and a mouse right next to me, so i got Cou + ash = Coursh.

[BlackCaptain]

Nefnarion mustering all of his strength stands up
"Leave us now Gondorian"
*The White Captian laughs and takes no heed*
"No? We warned you...
I am Nefnarion! Fire and Iron obey me. Will you surender now? I have forgoten! you already turned our act of sympathy down... you will die then.
"ACH IGTHRINK UMONOMO SHRANKATH!!!! "
*The White Captains helm colapses and crushes his head. he is dead*
"FOR CARN DUM!!!"
*Nefnarion raises his mace and strikes the ground. A giant fissure opens before the Gondorians' feet. They all fall in. Save one, who cralls out*
*Nefnarion falls, and is unconcious. Marion was killed. (The Loremaster)*

[greypilgrim]

OOC-Mimarion is the Loremaster. Bemarion is still alive.
I'm trying to keep this game within the realm of LOTR, please no more courshes...:D

All the other men besides Haleg and 2 others died in this fight.

"Bugburz, will question this lone survivor." After a few minutes of torture, the man reveals they got word of an assault upon Rivendell, friendly to Gondor and Arnor, realms to the south and west. They were sent here by Arvedorian Telcontar, King of Gondor, to investigate. The eagles had brought messages quickly to Minas Tirith and the King, also some went eastwards.
The man knew nothing of the ents there. There are other men coming eastwards from Arnor, right now. Plus re-inforcements from the south. It seems our whereabouts are known.

"This is bad news" Agar says. "We must fly now, without rest. Let the dead lie where they are."
After trudging southwards for many more miles that day, we see ahead of us dust in the wind, as of hundreds of horses moving swiftly towards us.
"We must hide!" Agar says. "Bemarion knows a spell that can help, maybe?" he says to Nefnarion, as he leads our party (8 in all) behind some large boulder-stones near the Mntn.

[BlackCaptain]

"I am sorry Agar, but Bimarions power is spent for now. If Marion were still with us, he could Alchamise (new word.. hehe) a potion to restore it, but he is not here, so I am sorry. It would be best if we just waited until these horsemen pass by. We could not risk another skirmish. We have already lost the majority of our men: we have only 8 left. Are you willing to have 8 weak and weary men fight 200 horsemen? I would not risk Bimarion casting an inefective spell and killing 5 horsemen, for the price of another battle. Have you not thought of this Agar?"
*Bimarion takes a knee and mutters few strange noises. A small cloud of shadow comes over the company of 8.*
Nefnarion says:
"That, Agar, is the most useful spell that Bimarion could conjour, and it did not drain his strength at all. Now we have a much greater chance of being passed by unseen. And that is all we can hope for. Not even if they only had 8 horsemen could we win this battle Agar. Hiding is our best option."
*The horses ride by very swiftly and they are beyond the company of 8 in a matter of seconds.*
"They will reach the dead soldiers soon" says Nefnarion. "They will know there was a battle, and it was not long ago. I fear they will return hither in an attempt to track us. Now not even hiding is a just decision. They will find us.
We have now two options: To run with all speed posible, and let hope guide us from being overtaken by the horsemen when they return, or to seek shelter in this mountain."
*Points to an opening in the side of the mountain. Nefnarion goes to it and looks inside*
"This place is deep. There are some places were horses will never be able to pass. We can hold off many men from inside, if they were to find us. What does Agar command? Does he choose the first or second choice?"

[YayGollum]

OOC: Yikes! You people are having all kinds of fun, aren't you?

IC: *Bugburz does get a little turned around by the scary magical cloud thing, but when somebody points to a cave, he almost steps out of it to head in, when he sees that people are debating about what they should do, he plops himself down on the ground and starts grumbling to himself about needing more arrows, wishing he had more time to torture humans, and of course, leadership again*

[greypilgrim]

"Ahh, Yes, it is hard being a leader anywhere, especially with my great charge!" Agar says to his men. "Much did I expect peril, it had to be expected, doing what we must do. The trail of fire and battle we have left behind us has alerted many of our work." *We go deep into this cave-place, unaware there is a man watching us from on high.*
After an hour or so in the darkness of the cave, with the scout watching the lands outside, we see and hear hundreds of horse-men going by upon the road (Called the Misty Mountain Road.) After them come 150 men on foot.The scout comes to us.
"Over 1000 men have just passed us!" the reports. *Agar looks thoughtful, then worried.* "We will be trapped when they come here!"
Bugburz goes ahead, leading us in the darkness of the cave. It is very large. Soon we hear many foot-steps, loud cries, we halt suddenly. These voices are not the same as the Gondorians, but they sound like men. Torch-light is seen coming out of 5 out of 5 wide tunnels that open into our area.
Soon, about 100 savage-looking men surround us. They are dirty, and have a crazy look in their eyes. They wear rags, most of them shirtless. They carry many different weapons, they are a band of berserkers.

"Har, har, har! Ha Ha!" They taunt us, not speaking with any real words. "Ha Ha, harharhar....eeehhew! hahaherrrr!" They are swaying back and forth, some with knives start cutting into their arms, some hit themselves hard in the head.

"Wait" Agar says.

They want to capture us, and take our weapons, and lead us into some kind of long-house, within this mountain. We cannot fight them.

[BlackCaptain]

As the men start to forcefuly move the company along, Nefnarion whispers something to Tolarion. Tolarion jumps above the heads of all the men (and is not seen in the process for lack of light, and Tolarions skill in stealth) and does not come down
"What is this black craft?" Agar whispers to Nefnarion
"You will see in due time, though you will most likely not notice if I dont point it out to you... Look! It has already begun!"
*Nefnarion keeps his eyes forward, and Agar looks back. He sees two luminous eyes fall and make no noise. One of the savage men fall, as if they had their throats cut.*
"He is prooving his use now... These men will not notice, for they are too rowdy and excited to notice a dark man fall into deeper darkness. Tolarion will continue his dark assasinations until the majority of the men are fallen, if his luck, nay, skill holds"
*Just then, Agar sees two more of the savage men fall at the back of the Ring of men.
*This continues for 3 hours*
"Look at yourselves" Says Nefnarion in a commanding voice
*The savage men quiver at the sudden breaking of silence with such a foul voice.*
*The men look around to see that their number has been reduced to 15. Tolarion has done his work excesively well*
"AYEEE!!!" The men all yell, and attack imidiately.
*Tolarion slits 1 more throat. Solarion now has arrows, because Tolarion smuggled some for him. He shoots down 4 men before their strokes fall*
"Ach brighom oom atulion, FARMINIM!"
*Nefnarion's armour sets ablaze. Bimarion yells something again and 5 men fall over. The captives swords fly back into their hands. Bimarion takes a knee and gasps, for a small drought of energy*
*Nefnarion holds his blazing sword high above him and the complete darkness of the cave is completely broken by the blinding light. He is completely fire-wreathed; all of him. He throws his sword down on the ground and all of the men fall, but are not injured at all. Nefnarion is then shot with an arrow in his right eye. he falls but is not dead. His fire goes out*

[greypilgrim]

Just then more insane shouts are heard, the tunnel we are being led upon is echoing loudly. Everyone is injured, except for Tolarion, from the fight. Soon more of them come running at us, 50 at least, a wild light in their eyes. Haleg gets up, bleeding from the head, and weakly lifts up a medallion upon a chain about his neck, and the wild men stop in their tracks upon seeing it.
The medallion is made of thick black steel, the chain is too.
It is an axe, sword, and arrow, forming a cross, with the arrow pointing straight up. The medallion reflects darkly in the mens eyes from their torchlight, and their hyperness is vanished instantly when they see it. All of them look at Haleg questioningly, then confer to themselves for a minute. The berserkers lay down their arms, and bow to Haleg, foreheads to the floor.
Agar is lying on the floor of the tunnel, bleeding from multiple wounds. He looks at Haleg and begins laughing. A bubble of blood pops out of Agar's teeth. "Ha ha ha.."

Haleg slumps to the ground unconscious, the berserkers come forward to help him. Soon Haleg whispers something to them and they come over and start to help those of us that are injured, quickly.

OOC-Haleg is alive, Nefnarion's eye is being tended, and Ullith is now being controlled by me, Agar the black. (Also known as greypilgrim) (what they used to call me :) ) Eomond gave the permission. Omnip Dulabra also told me we can kill him, if we ever find him in this game, yay for Bugburz.
We now are 8....Agar, 4 Brothers, Bugbag, Ullith, and Haleg.

[YayGollum]

OOC: Bugbag. Great. :rolleyes: You people make long posts! I am afraid! oh well. I'm not good at description. Mostly laughs. Unintentionally.

IC: *since this greypilgrim person gets to decide that my character is injured now, Bugburz pushes the human away that's trying to help him, rubs the bump on his head that he got from some stinking human hitting him with a club, then pulls one of his arrows out of the dude's throat and steps over the dead body to look down the cave, trying to figure out if he's been here before, when he decides that he has no idea where he is, he looks approvingly at those helpful wight dudes, but goes back to ranting* "Ar! What humans are these that live in orc caves? How could I have missed their scent? I've always been a good tracker! Garn! Who knows what else is in this cave?"

[BlackCaptain]

OOC - Make that nine. There's FIVE brothers. there were originaly six:
Scout
Armourer
Loremaster
Sorceror
Archer
and Barbarian.

The loremaster is dead, so there are now five brothers.

IC:

Tolarion slips into the group of people that are being tended to as if he had been there as long as anyone else, and helps Nefnarion to his feet. Bimarion comes over and chants something and Nefnarions eye is completely healed.

OOC - Agar, im not sure how to progress the story from here, perhaps you can continue your strange twist?

[greypilgrim]

OOC-Of course! And Bugburz-YayGollum, I guess we all took one for the team!

While the men keep their crazy eyes close on us, Nefnarion, after his quick healing asks Agar, "What...." but Agar shakes his steaming head at him. "Haleg is a berserker. I met him long ago, travelling. That medallion is signifigant among them, it shows that one time he overcame many enemies, or helped their kind greatly, somewhere"

*Agar goes and checks on Bugburz* "As a Tracker and orc, I expect you to provide Top Secret information to me about what you know of these Mountains. Mountain-orc, you call yourself, trying to be a soldier...ha! My people have always hated your kind, only being near them when they had to be! So keep yourself out of trouble and do your part here, and maybe there will be many things for you to enjoy doing, in the end..... "

*as long as nobody attacks these people*
We are now safetly led somewhere that is like an open place, circled by cliffs. They bring us into a well-hidden house, camoflauged with rock. Inside it's very long, filled with berserkers.
Cattle is cooking, and chickens and eggs are cooking, it's like an insane feast, hundreds of them are here, unarmed mostly.
*looks at how they live*
Agar says "Of course he was wild like them, but Haleg was captured while trying rob the wrong half-lings...and was soon tamed. He was a robber, a theif abroad, a lone berserker. He will have them help us.......Soon we will leave for the area of Moria, after recovering here. They know the way......"

I want you guys to understand this game. Please go to "Discussion, A Summons...." and figure out what's going on, I don't like reading a ton of typing in games either, YayG.

[YayGollum]

OOC: Woah! I never said that I hate reading long posts! Did I? oh well. No, I just feel out of place. Wish I knew my character a little better.

IC: *Bugburz gets led into the house and finds a corner to sulk in and eat whatever meat he can grab* "Ar! The Boss knows I'm just a tracker! He even said so! Why would he think that I know top secret information? Sure, I've been around. I know my way through a few places, but I don't know any secrets about them! And what makes him think I want to be a soldier? He knows I'm just a tracker! I never said I wanted to be a soldier! Too dangerous! Garn! It's not like I love being around these inferior humans all the time! Ah, well. He said something about a reward when all of this is over. Wonder why we're going to Moria this time!"

[BlackCaptain]

*Now all of Bimarions strength is full again. He was completely drained earlier from summoning two Cour... Balrogs... hehe. But he's better now. Nefnarion is healed again, Solarion has been given 1000 more arrows (don't know how they fit in that quiver), and Himpharion's axe has been de-nothced. Everyone except for Bugburz enjoys fresh meat and chips and the finest ale. Bugburz has some ale though...*

[greypilgrim]

And so does Agar. We all sit there, consuming their air, space, and food, since we have none, especially space! Remember the last time Bugburz ate something? I for one am still getting to know my Agar dude, and you all, and even Nog.Crazy! Of course, if you haven't guessed it, AGAR HATES ORCS!!! But he knows they are VERY USEFUL>

"Har!!" said Haleg, drunk. "You talk about the Boss...He hits hard, and you should be careful! Ha! You are in my former home, now!"
*burp* "Now what did you say you knew about these Mountains?" *Some berserkers were seen in a conference one night*

Agar sees a small bird flying, straight South, over our position. It's not an eagle, it's too small, and black. Agar watches it intensly, sunset in his eyes. It doesn't ever stop...

Himpharion is showing signs of becoming a great soldier. Agar tells Solarion one morning, while he was checking his arrows, "Your weapon will be upgraded".

A Black Star is given to Nefnarion "Your helm would be a good spot for this one, maybe." Agar says, handing it to him. "It is a fitting place, upon your head, as your head has been most useful, along with your sword, of course." *Pats him on the shoulder*

Agar tells Bugburz one night; "Soon we will depart this dung-dwelling, on to Moria.... you must take the lead there! I know this... Place... not, but in a dream, or something!"

OOC--Maybe Agar, or Me, had been sending messages everywhere, you know this.... These Berserkers know Me, I mean Agar:)...because of Haleg. Why is this plot so twisted? The watcher is in Moria Obviously.

IC-One night, a small group of them came back, and they had kidnapped one person, during a robbery. He admitted to knowledge of the Gondorian men to the N. It seems there was a great disturbance, because of us, in that town back there.
*Agar stands there, stiff and silent. He dreads the message that bird is carrying..It is from Nog, of course!*

I guess with all these crazy men running around, Agar stands out~~with his black, red, and gold armor, black Gauntlet, steel hook, bald head, with steam, eating chicken, drinking, keeping away from berserkers, trying to figure out how to call a conference with his soldiers, before the night comes...and we've been here 4 nights already! Keeping it in timing, and all, with all we did so far!

OOC-I am.Let's keep track of time here, and of our location! You all know the MAP, right? It's vital.

[greypilgrim]

Originally posted by MorgulKing
*Now all of Bimarions strength is full again. He was completely drained earlier from summoning two Cour... Balrogs... hehe. But he's better now. Nefnarion is healed again, Solarion has been given 1000 more arrows (don't know how they fit in that quiver), and Himpharion's axe has been de-nothced. Everyone except for Bugburz enjoys fresh meat and chips and the finest ale. Bugburz has some ale though...*
Balrogs are DEAD, for now. Maybe, in the next game, ONE, or two.

YayGollum, Bugburz can do WHATEVER he wants to! So can anyone who is playing.
~`As long as it pertains to this Mission, The Gathering of Evil. I hope we all know what it's about now, Nefnarion did well to bring some wights with him. And the 25 men, who obviosly came from Nog. OH, boy! Moria, or anywhere in between here, and Isenganrd, not called Isengard anymore, COULD OR COULD NOT CONTAIN ORCS> If Bugburz does find "some tracks", or something, of orcs, then he should go see where they lead, OK? Agar deems there ARE SOME ORCS< still left here, in the Misty Mountains. He knows not, for sure, where they are!
Also, every single one of us has heard or seen something, even a tree-sign, about Sauron. Agar~the Captain~calls his new "Army", the Army for the Return of Master Sauron, in which you serve. He knew everything, Agar thinks, about you all. Of Course, Agar is an insane man who walked all the way up the Harad road, Northwards for almost a year, to the cave in the Misty Mountains. He has waited long for his chance to rise to greatness.

Agar awards himself ONE STAR, officially, since he is the only one capable of doing so, for brave leadership under intense circumstances in battle, and planning a good getaway. He Affixes it to his Middle finger, on the gauntlet, not even thinking twice why he put it there......

[YayGollum]

OOC: Got it. Didn't think it was very confusing, myself. oh well. Are you confusing yourself? :rolleyes:

IC: *Bugburz has taken his fill of meat and wanders around the cave, ranting to himself, wanting to get out of this place that stinks of human* "Finally! The Boss looks like he knows what a tracker is for! He says I have to lead them through Moria! Ar! Orcs still live there. We can please him by bringing more soldiers, or we can just kill him and stay! I can decide on the way. Well, Moria was fun the last time I was there. I heard that someone killed the fire demon that used to command us."

[BlackCaptain]

OOC - Whats a black star?

[greypilgrim]

Originally posted by YayGollum
OOC: Got it. Didn't think it was very confusing, myself. oh well. Are you confusing yourself? :rolleyes:
All the time, dude!

The Black Star is made of steel, OK? I told you they fell from the sky. I just threw them in there, or something
How else can Sauron decide who his new Captians are?

[greypilgrim]

Agar decides one day, while the berserkers were whipping themselves up into a frenzy, to get out of this area immediately..
He called for Haleg to organize a meeting for later that evening.
*you recieve a message*

"We will depart soon. We will taking a high road, Southwards. Prepare for a cold march. We must survive it.
I fear to be found, and will not delay... These men are yours to command. We must rely on them for path-finding, as they live here, now. Kill any that betray us, they are not part of the big picture...what walks West, now is...
We must be very careful from here on out. Follow Haleg, he will summon you personally."
Is what the note said.

*Later that night, Haleg came over.."Har, we are summonned" he says, darkly to you. You follow him to a VERY HIGH PLACE, on this mountain. Here Agar is among Berserkers, set up in a camp, facing East of the mountains. Agar beckon you into the Tent, where there is very little light, but alot of space inside. We must be 1500 feet above sea-level, the lands around us seem far away....*

[YayGollum]

*Bugburz avoids as many of the crazy humans as he can while making his way over to the Agar person where he bows slightly* "You sent for me, my lord?"

[BlackCaptain]

*Nefnarion looks around the mountain range. He is at a subtle peace. Solarion shoots down a swallow for fun*
'I trust this is a meeting of... special magnifacance?' Nefnarion sarcasticaly asks
'What council from Agar?'
*Nefnarion remembers the Omnipotent elf person*
'I never did understand why this... elf... is with us. Can we get rid of him yet?'
OOC - Assuming he isnt dead yet.
IC:
'I would much like to know where we are going. Nog only told me to go south until i met you along the misty mountains. He was rather vague, and shy around me, and didnt provide any information. Where are you leading us? What council does Agar have?'

OOC - Im sorry, but who is Haleg? and Ullith? Did he just leave us? I think i remember him...

[YayGollum]

OOC: Woah! Mind deleting one of those posts, MorgulKing dude? Anyways, I think we just abandoned that elf guy and he doesn't want to play in this anymore. The Haleg and Ullith people are humans. I think there was somebody playing the Ullith person, but he left, too. :rolleyes:

[greypilgrim]

Omnip Dulabra-Traitor-elf-spy. Bugburz should make him drink boiling water..
Ullith-Easterling man, loyal to Agar...
Haleg-a secondary character...like Nog.

"Sit....drink, be at peace for a minute..."Agar says to you. Haleg is in this tent, with all of us (9), he's the only one standing.. One large candle is alight upon a large table. We are seated around it. Drink and (whatever) food is there. Agar's hands are on the table, upon papers, maps, and scrolls. Of course, it's getiing later in the day...
"Now we must take council, for there is much activity in these lands about us..and in the skies..."*hands you all the map of Middle Earth* "This will be a council of War, in which your particular skills shall help me, as the Captain, gain my goals..which are many."
*sips from a 2ft. tall mug*
"There is little chance of failure, I deem..."

OOC-hey dudes please try to follow Agar's lead, just think about the mission, let us decide the ways for our characters to go...Yaknow? Gotta recruit (for fun) and get through Moria, (probably not too "fun", for our chtrs.)

[YayGollum]

*Bugburz sits and drinks like he's ordered* "And what are your goals, Captain?"

[greypilgrim]

"My first goal, is to get my soldiers to pay attention!" Agar looks at Bugburz like he is a bug.
"Once that has happened, my next goal, really, is to get to this place..." *points with my hook on your map, to a spot south, and a little west of, the Forest of Mirkwood* "That is the main goal..If you looked outside, eastwards, you would see that we are almost directly west of that waypoint."
*Grits his teeth.* "But first, and most needed, immediately, I must have the sword that lies in the Lake at Moria! IT WILL BE MY WEAPON! Dammit! *pounds a fist onto the table* We cannot go straight there! *looks at the waypoint on his map* from here!! What is this CURSE upon me?" *rests his forehead on his hand*
"AHHR, I knew it would not be easy..."

[YayGollum]

OOC: Would Agar have looked at Bugburz like a bug if his name didn't give you the idea? :rolleyes:

IC: *Bugburz leans back and drinks whatever's supposed to be in his mug while his boss acts crazy, when he thinks the guy has calmed down a little, he looks at the scratches on his map* "Why do we need that sword? Who's going to swim to the bottom to get the thing? I don't swim." *figures that he just acted stupid ---> "I mean, yes, sir, Captain, sir! Lake of Moria! I can take you the fastest way as soon as I find a familiar place in these mountains!"

[greypilgrim]

"Easy, Bug," said Agar "You have proved your worth, you do not need to fear me!" *pats bugburz on the shoulder* "I do hate your kind, very much so..but I have grown to even like you! Your willingness to proceed, in deed and thought, is most commendable." *lets go of his shoulder*
"And I will go down into the water myself, if I have to..of course.
I can swim, I think I must go "retrieve" it, indeed, I have seen where it lies..."

[greypilgrim]

OOC-OK, Bug is is a funny name for someone. Especially that dude!:) Yay, I have some Mithril LOTR game pieces, and one of the Uruk pieces I painted a nickname on...On the bottom of the base of the thing, it's not really Mithril...... It's a pewter set of Movie Characters, made by Games Workshop...."Bugbag!"
He's my Orc captain in the game.
Dude, I have over 100 pieces, all PAINTED different colors, even all 9 Ringwraiths! The whole Fellowship, my friend has others too. He's got a 10" tall Balrog, and a huge green Cave troll! all pewter!
I have Gwaihir, unpainted, a shining eagle, on a base.
And 4 Ringwraiths on horses, ready to go, plus Gandalf.VS,Saruman, with a Palantir on it's base!! ****!
I gotta get the new Two Towers stuff! At gamesworkshop.com!

IC-"But no matter what the recon is.. as we are moving southwards from here..the Gondorians will be to the east and westwards! They know something! We has been jeopardized!! The burning of those tree-men, the smoke alerted many! Of course, there was no reconnaciance of them, as you know. I hope they all died. They were strong, and more numerous than us as well! And the eagles! I think they may have tried to attack us, but couldn't, because of the heat!

Nefnarion, what do you know of the area of Carrock? You are from the North, I am from the South. As we move more Southwards, I shall have more recon. Espescially, near Minas Tirith, and Osgilliath, and south Ithillien. And the areas west of the Harad Road, and eastwards of that, too!" *looks at everyone desperately* "A message must be sent out, tonight. Eastwards. Carrock may prove be a way-point for that message!... I know now that my Army is ready!"
*Eats a large meat-pie*

Just tell Agar anything about the North...he's from the desert:rolleyes: and likes details.

[BlackCaptain]

"Alas, I am sorry. I am from uttermost north middle-earth. I make home in the foothills of angmar, and journey down to the barrow downs only when i must. All I know of Crickhollow is that it is near the mountains... I think..."
OOC - Sorry, i dont have a Map right now
Ic - Perhaps an orc scout from the Misty Mountains would know something. *Looks at Bugburz intentively* Speak now orc!

[greypilgrim]

Carrock was used, as a waypoint...look! It's location is strategically perfect! I would that Nog were with me! He likes maps and things, as I do..
Mirkwood, home to many, lies Eastwards...This Mountain, is a land-divider...Rivendell was on the other side of it..A strange sort of man-creature used to make his abode there, once, it's said in my lands. Certainly there has been much communication passing about the lands......somehow!

[BlackCaptain]

OOC - you mentioned something earlier about you having peices and all that stuff, like little painted ones, greypilgrim. Do i need those to play in this? If i do, i dont have them. Also, I know absolutely nothing of this Crickhollow place. Can't help ya

[YayGollum]

OOC: No, dude. He was just socializing, I guess. Talking about figures he has. Nothing to do with the game. Anyways, I got the name Bugburz from one of those name generator things. No big deal.

IC: *Bugburz glares at the wight, then bows to the Agar dude, superly eager to get out of there* "I know the area around the Carrock well, Captain. Fought against the Beornings that live near it several times. If you need a message taken that way, I can do that for you. What is the message?"

[BlackCaptain]

OOc - I got my name from a name generator too! Didju get urs from Thebarrowdowns.com? i did...

IC - 'I dont think that there is a message, though there may be. Tell us what you know of the lay of the land! Should we be wary of anything?

[greypilgrim]

Originally posted by MorgulKing
OOC - you mentioned something earlier about you having peices and all that stuff, like little painted ones, greypilgrim. Do i need those to play in this?
No, Morgul...but there are really cool pieces set up in battles and stuff, at gamesworkshop.com.
Dude, I'm just into descriptions, riddles, and subliminal messages.:eek: Only within this game of course! I put it in the serious section so that people would play it seriously...Agar is a dude that knows nothing about the "Really-Old-Stuff", like Gods (from the Silmarillion.), and very little about the way ME was, outside of the events concerning THE WAR... which the former/almost ruler of many things, Sauron had "made" according to Gollum in TTT movie.:rolleyes: *thats a quote Morgul! ;)*
I can only talk to people who read me, do you understand what I'm saying? (that's a subliminal message!) Bugburz understands, I think.

*Basically, Morgul, we're in a ****** stategic position in the game, for now....:D maybe I should play this game online, like I do with Diablo2..? Nah! As long as someone is playing this game I will continue to **** the plot up, somehow.:D)

Besides all of that, my character in that GamesWorkshop game, where you set up battles and stuff, Bugbag, is a crazy-looking dude....I'll post a pic of my army in here, soon, when I figure out the picture-attachment-post-thing! It would crush the good side, a Balrog and 9 Ringwraiths, Saruman, plus Uruk Pieces <vs> The fellowship, powerful elves, and tons of Men? Dude, they're even making...I can't say! Alot of rumors go on there, about Hobbit-type pieces.

[YayGollum]

*Bugburz looks over at the wight with all kinds of annoyance* "The lay of the land? It's the vale of Anduin! It's a valley! Lots of grass and rolling hills and trees all over the place! Garn! There's the Anduin. Beornings live far apart. Easy to defeat if they don't band together. They will if they see a whole army coming, but they'd ignore one orc as long as he didn't threaten them. It's nearly impossible to get through unnoticed. They communicate with all animals. I would not advise going to conquer, but sending a message by way of one orc would be easy." *turns back to the Agar dude to get an answer to his question*

[BlackCaptain]

*After the long silence Nefnarion speaks up*
'I do not know where we are going, but if all we need to do is get to the other side of the Misties, i say we just head south, and go through the Mines of Moria. Is it really that hard that we need this council?'