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Post by Orrë the Wise on Dec 28, 2005 17:08:11 GMT
Cile knew what he had to do. Under his careful command, all tunnels leading to and from Angmar were collapsed with thick and heavy rock. The gates were each replaced with reinforced Mithril linings, and then baracaded from behind. Smaller tunnels were build high in the mountains if need be for an emergency escape. Cile mounted his black steed and rode out to meet those in Mirkwood.
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Post by Orrë the Wise on Dec 28, 2005 21:24:58 GMT
"Sir." A Goblin messenger arrived at Cile's side nearly out of breath. "We have discovered a small network of tunnels that remain in tact leading to Angmar. They were collapsed imediately, as you have requested sir, but we continue to find them as we scout. I estimate hundreds remain still. The secrets of Angmar are slowly being revieled."
Cile sighed and smirked. His father would never take Moria. No one would. "Grogthgor, riddle me this- the caves of Moria are extremely vast, yes?"
The Goblin nodded slowly. "Yesh, m'leige."
"Thus, they can be, and are, very very dangerous for us." He strolled on for a minute, thinking. Then, a pause. "Cave in the entire northern part of Kazad-Dum. The tunnels, are, of course, on the northern borders, yes? If we destroy the northern fronts, then there is no way in unless they tunnel directly above us. And if that happens, we will of course know."
"It will be done."
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