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Post by Alatariel on Jun 28, 2005 13:37:22 GMT
Alatariel nodded, glancing briefly behind her as Minos was called for. "Yes," she smirked, "I suppose that I do." She folded her arms after adjusting her black cloak about her shoulders. This was a fairly fine place, indeed. At least a fine place to be allied with.
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Post by Pallando on Jun 28, 2005 21:20:35 GMT
Minos walked through the doorway and approached Morsereg and his guest. He eyed the lady for a split second, not knowing whom she was or whence she came. He then bowed, glancing to and from each of them before speaking. "My lord, ...my lady..... He then looked straight to Morsereg, he wanted to speak with him privately, but did not intend to be rude to his guest.
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 29, 2005 0:38:13 GMT
He noticed the tone in Minos' voice, and turned to Alatariel, "My lady, if you would be so kind, it seems dear Minos here wishes to speak with me privately. I shall return to accompany you shortly," And with that he slid off of his throne and walked to Minos, holding only his staff.
"Come, walk with me," He motioned down the hall, and began to walk with Minos.
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Post by Pallando on Jun 29, 2005 2:51:01 GMT
Minos walked along side Morsereg, glancing around, ensuring their conversation was private. After they were a good distance away from any eavesdroppers he spoke as softly as his gruff voice allowed. "My master has sent me here along with a formidable host. As you know, things are now set in motion and soon it seems war will be brought upon us. Fiffteen thousand of my finest wrag riders, gobblin archers and dwarven warriors lie waiting in the tunnels. If the attack comes as is anticipatied, Angmar will be ready." Minos paused for a moment, then added. "My lord regrets not comming himself, but feels it best if his presence in Middle Earth goes unnoticed at least a bit longer, as he hopes you agree. I've been instructed to follow your command while here, my lord, I await your command as to where to station my troops."
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 29, 2005 2:58:41 GMT
He nodded, "Okay then. Keep your cavalry in the tunnels. Send your archers to the mountains, and the Warriors to my inner circle, for reinforcements of the gate. I will not let this Doren of Arnor destroy my realm. In the past, Arnor and Angmar have been ancient enemies, until the Witch-King of Angmar was sent away. I shall make sure that doesnt' happen this time...this time," His fists clenched together as a fire lit deep inside his soul, "This time, Arnor shall burn."
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Post by Pallando on Jun 29, 2005 3:11:48 GMT
As much of a smile as was possible stretched across Minos' face. "Nothing would please my master more than make all of Doren's fears become reality. Arnor has such potential.... it is a shame it has been wasted on that fool for so long." As they walked Minos glanced down the corridor, "I would hate to overstep my bounds, My lord, but a few of your guards lack disipline..... I wittnessed a pair of them sleeping while guarding your chambers..... and there was a shady fellow..." Minos shook his head and snorted. "It is probably nothing, you may want to check in on them though, .... give them some motivation." Minos bowed, "I will go place my troops as you have commanded. Please call upon me if needed." He then stood respectfully, awaiting dismissal.
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 29, 2005 3:15:35 GMT
"One second," He held his hand up to stop Minos, "I want a couple things cleared off first. If we do take Arnor, no matter which army does, I want all the treasures of the Barrow-Downs destroyed. Melted, burnt, tossed into the deep chasms of Khazad-Dum, I care not how they are destroyed, but I want it so that no one in this wretched world can ever use them against my Wights!" He frowned, "Someone in my chambers? What did he look like? Is he still in my chambers?"
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Post by Pallando on Jun 29, 2005 3:26:22 GMT
Minos nodded to Morsereg. "The forges of Moria will be happy to melt away the ancient weapons of the Westernese. Let us hope this Doren is as slow as he seems and does not come to realize the power that lies in the barrows. As for the fellow, I did not catch him IN your chambers, My Lord, but he came skulking from that hall... the only door there being yours. I did not catch a glimpse of his face, unfortunately, only which chamber he slipped into."
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Post by Megloren Istdale on Jun 29, 2005 21:13:01 GMT
A raven flew through the window of the Throne Room and dropped a letter-
To whom it may concern-
I am holding a meeting in the tower of Orthanc tommorrow evening at ten a.m for all of the diciples of darkness to get our affairs in order.
Megloren Istdale
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Post by Linnar Ironaxe on Jun 29, 2005 21:59:39 GMT
A messenger of Rohan entered the throne room and bowed low. He handed a letter to Morsereg-
The corrination of Megloren Istdale will take place tommorrow in Edoras. We hope you will come, as many other leaders are welcome. It would truely be pleasure if you came.
-Eomund II
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 29, 2005 23:26:47 GMT
Morsereg looked at the two letters, smiling devilishly, "Of course I shall be at both. The Coronation and the Meeting...Tell your masters that I shall be there." Then he turned back to Minos, "What chamber did he slink into? I want whoever it was to pay."
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Post by Pallando on Jul 1, 2005 0:56:15 GMT
Minos grunted and motioned Morsereg to follow. He made his way down the hall and to the chamber the man had slipped into. Minos crossed his arms and nodded to the door. "It would be my pleasure to help punish this scum"
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jul 1, 2005 1:08:48 GMT
He nodded, "Thank you, Minos. Go tend to your troops, I'll take him myself," And with that, Morsereg slunk into Grashnik's chambers, his anger burning high.
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Andeerasin
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Post by Andeerasin on Jul 11, 2005 0:12:24 GMT
A great ship lay resting in the norther harbours of Arnor and from that ship departed the former steward of Angmar, yet that information was known only to himself and to Gurherdir, Lord of Harad. The Steward of Harad entered Carn Dum and began walking through it's halls attempting to locate Erkai and Erkai alone.
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Post by Erkai Dîndaedel on Jul 11, 2005 20:00:19 GMT
Erkai was wandering the halls of Carn Dum silently, muttering to himself, when he saw Grashnik wandering around. "Hmm..I haven't seen him in awhile...something doesn't feel right..." He slipped around a corner and put his hand on his broadswords hilt, wondering what didn't feel right. His father was currently away in Gondor, while his siblings were elsewhere in the grand fortress...His mother, well he wasn't so sure where she was...
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