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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 16, 2005 0:04:50 GMT
A long road that runs from Carn Dum in the north of Angmar to the southern tip, where most of the traveling through Angmar takes place. It is a dark pass in the Mountains that is stained with the blood of Men, Elves, and Orcs. Many fighters had fallen here, and their skulls have all but crumbled to dust, while the blood remains.
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 16, 2005 0:16:00 GMT
Rangers from Arnor viewed the smoke of industry begin to rise from Angmar. Their mouths slightly opened in horror and they called to arms 50 rangers with one Dunedain captain who would sneak through the pass and learn of the new evil. The rangers and Dunedain began to creep through the Border Road of Angmar quietly, slipping into small alcoves when a sound was heard. They needed to find the source of this darkness
(I'm sorry MORSEREG!!! I FEEL ESPECIALLY BAD KNOWING I HAVE IN MY POSSESION THE ONLY BOUNTIFUL THINGS THAT CAN DESTROY YOUR BARROW WIGHTS!! *SOBS*)
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 16, 2005 0:33:34 GMT
(Evil Mark, HE BETRAYED USSS PRECIOUS! There's still the chance of redemption, have Doren become corrupted by Morsereg, or burn the Barrow-Swords!)
Warg Riders patrolling the barren ghostland of Angmar came upon the group of Dunedain, not seeing the hiding Rangers. There were 50 Warg Riders in total, 25 with scimitars, the other 25 with bows and arrows. They were led by ten Trolls, and commanded by Akhorahil of the Warg Riders and Dwar of the Barrow-Wights.
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 16, 2005 0:40:31 GMT
The Dunedain unsheathed their swords and stared down the wargs, eying them viciously. He was the greates warrior in the entire unit and he could fend any single creature away, although the large warg bearing Akhorahil troubled him as did the demonic spirit levitating above the warg riding scouts "Wich master do you serve, fell demons of the North! I am Noredred of the Dunedain! Now tell me the name of your master for I have no need to know your own."
(I'M SORRY!!! SO SORRY!!! PLEASE FORGIVE ME!! *Grovels*)
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 16, 2005 1:10:28 GMT
Dwar stepped forward, "I am Dwar the Barrow-Wight, Servant of the Great Lord Morsereg Dindaedel, The Black Istari, and Doomsman of the Valar. Leave these lands at once, Ranger, for my master is not as forgiving as I am to tresspassers in his realm." His brilliant red eyes locked with the eyes of Noredred.
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 16, 2005 1:19:15 GMT
"An Istari..." Noredred began to think to himself of what the Barrow Wight had just told him. The words rushing through his mind like a river. "This is an Istari we are dealing with. Arnor is in grave danger. As Saruman endangered Rohan, Morsereg shall endanger Arnor. What is this thing standing before me though. What could it be? "I shall go, fell creature, but this is not the last you will see of the Dunedain or the people of Arnor for that matter!" The rangers revealed themselves as they began to march back to the northern borders of Arnor and fortify the Sentry towers. When far enough Noredred turned towards Dwar and fired a single arrow towards it's opaque head. The arrow passed through it's skeletal fram but the demon only continued to penetrate his mind with it's peircing gaze. Noredred's eyes widened and he and his troops began to flee rather than walk from the Border Road of Angmar.
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 16, 2005 1:59:49 GMT
Dwar nodded, and taking his horde made his way back to the fortress.
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 17, 2005 18:13:59 GMT
Doren and Noredred rode over the horizon to the border road of Angmar in Dunedain garb. They each had an ancient Western Sword sheathed at their side and bow of their ancestors aswell as a quiver of arrows. They travelled down the gloomy path on their steeds awaiting the scouts of Angmar to receive them and escort them to Morsereg.
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Post by namine on Jun 17, 2005 18:37:39 GMT
Namine sat on a watching them. Then she yelled. "Good day my lords." She gave them a smile, and if they did not know that Morsereg was her husband, then they would have guessed she was merely lost.
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 17, 2005 18:40:21 GMT
"As good as a day may be in Angmar. Do you live here, my lady?"
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Post by namine on Jun 17, 2005 18:44:22 GMT
"Maybe yes maybe no. Maybe I live maybe I travel. Who knows?" She smiled to him again.
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 17, 2005 18:45:58 GMT
"We have no time for games, my lady. We search for Morsereg Dindaedel." The began to walk again slowly making their way down the path
(i didnt leave. just walking.)
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Post by namine on Jun 17, 2005 18:48:23 GMT
Suddenly a wall of watter appeard. ((It's not passable though.)) "I don't think so." She said.
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 17, 2005 18:53:29 GMT
"Why do you hinder our travels, Witch?"
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Post by namine on Jun 17, 2005 18:59:48 GMT
"I'd watch your toungue boy. You wouldn't want me to set neither dear Morsereg or all of Angmar upon you do you? No? I thought not. I'll warn you now, leave and do not return or..." The top part of the wall bent over them threatening to flood them. "Well..heh..it's pretty self explainable."
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