The Grey Havens

[Boobers]

A ship in the form of a swan sailed into the elven harbors of Mithlond. The passenger aboard was the Istari sent by Manwe known as Albesteen the Silver. The Maia had watched the Istari who they had sent in distaste through the palantiri and now Albesteen had been sent by Manwe from afar.

He stepped down to the dock from the ship and whistled into the air. The vassals of Manwe were alerted of the new threats and had prepared to bear Albesteen to Isengard. The great Eagle dove down and received Albesteen. His silver tinted robes glowed in the sunlight. He carried a Mithril staff with a Golden orb perched atop it.

"Carry me to Annuminas my friend! There is much to be done."

The eagle called out in response and let the wind bear him south towards the Numenorean tower of Orthanc

[Curtus]

He arrived in the grey heavens, and after asking around, found out witch boat was the fastest in the navy of mithlond, he headed for the docks near the ship, and waited for marcus to come with the rest of the crew.

[Marcus]

Marcus came along, crew behind him and sword at his hip. He had half way sobered up, but was still a little on the drunk side. "New, we can either be sneaky and sneak quietly onto that boat... or we can make alot of noise and kill a few dozen elves and take that boat..." No matter, he was to noisy in his proposition of sneakyness and the elven gaurd began shooting arrows. "Arrgh, Mates, onto the boat!" With that he pulled his sword and led the scallywags he had as a crew onto the ship, killing a dozen or so elves and losing a couple of the crew in the taking. "To the oars!" He shouted as he severed the dock lines with a quick swipe of his sword. Soon the ship was lurching forward, headed out to open water.

[Curtus]

when the arrows started to fly, he smiled and drew his sword, killing a few of the guards, one begged for his life, curtus sliced the mans head off, and then they began to sail out of the port.

[Hador]

Later...

The gondorian host on his way from Ered Luin arrived at the Grey Havens. Hador let ask for shipment of his troups to Gondor and soon the men boarded and set sail toward Gondors shores. Bad weather and dangerous waves made them stay offshore, where the danger of landing was less at hand.

[Saeros]

(sorry guys for not beeing chronological posting, this post goes after Dead Mans Chest and before Gondor)

A great dark ship with black sails landed in the havens. The elves watched it anxious, because it merely looked like a pirats boat than a traders ship. But indeed, it was just a trader, mimiking the pirats ships to fool them and get along with its goods. The gangway was laid on and the crew left the board, so did the small group of traders with their horses. One of them was Saeros, leading his pale steed Merethlin from board and mounted. He looked around and sight. Long it had been that he was last time in Mithlond and much had changed since then. He whispered to Merethlin and the huge horse followed his order and went with swift feet down the street and out of the city.