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Post by Alcorad on Jun 18, 2005 0:23:07 GMT
Doren and Noredred glanced at each other nervously. Why would the Lord of Angmar bow to a Dunedain lord of Arnor. Doren quickly gathered himself and stepped forward. "I am Lord Doren of Arnor. I have come seeking answers. I wish for you to tell me the names of each of your allies and what realms rule over in exchange for a list of mine. It would do no harm to your allies to know their identities as it would do no harm for mine. Do you accept this offer?"
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 18, 2005 0:27:50 GMT
He nodded, "As far as things stand, I believe the only ally I currently have is Lady Megloren of Isengard, while I soon shall send out my sons to request alliances with Enedwaith and Khand."
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 18, 2005 0:29:41 GMT
It is as I feared. Megloren is a danger to the free peoples. "And what of Moria?"
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 18, 2005 14:20:28 GMT
"I am allied with Garland, yes, but it slipped my mind. Forgive me," He smiled to Doren, and led him up into Minas Sereg, through the hallways and up many staircases, "Is it just me, or are the works of Orcs surprise even you?" He smiled as he led Doren to his council hall, and sat in a black chair, motioning for Doren to sit in the chair opposite him.
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 18, 2005 14:24:06 GMT
Doren sat uneasily beside him. Morsereg had said Garland. If it was Garland then his suspicions were true. Noredred stood beside him gripping the hilt of his sword beneathe his cloak. "The works of orcs? Smoke rising over the Ettenmoors was a surprise to my people in Fornost I would guess. My scouts were quite taken aback by your Barrow Wight."
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 18, 2005 14:31:53 GMT
"Yes, this tower was built by Orcs." He smiled, "I can imagine. I took over Angmar with the help of that Barrow-Wight, Dwar is his name. He helped me conquer the armies abandoned here by the Witch-King."
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 18, 2005 14:34:28 GMT
"I see." Doren looked to the ground wondering how his men could have let all of this pass beneath their noses. "Well I suppose now you would like to know my list of allies. Very well. My allies are Gondor, Rohan, Lothlorien, and Mirkwood."
(Doren doesnt know about Erebor yet.)
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 18, 2005 14:44:09 GMT
He nodded, "Very well. Would you like a drink?"
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Post by Alcorad on Jun 18, 2005 14:47:23 GMT
"No. I am not thirsty."
Although he actually was thirsty, Doren did not know what sort of drink or poison would be presented to him. He had what he came for and he wanted to leave but he did not know how that would fare. He was beyond the borders of Arnor and into the land of Angmar. He was no longer with friends.
Doren stood and began to leave walking towards the door.
"If you will excuse me, I must be leaving."
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jun 30, 2005 2:16:11 GMT
The Barrow-Wights and Olog-Hai of Angmar took station at Minas Sereg, the grandest fortress of Angmar, used for secret meetings, and bargaining with enemies. They stationed themselves all about the Fortress, ready to kill those who escaped the front line, if an attack was to come, for none could make it to Minas Sereg without passing through the Mountain Ranges belonging to the Spiders, or through the inner ring infested with Orcs.
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jul 1, 2005 21:26:04 GMT
Morsereg led Alucard, Theatana, and Elros up to the Main Council chamber and sat down in a seat, motioning for them to do the same. He pointed to a table, which had a map of Middle-Earth, "I grow tired of this Megloren Istdale of Angrenost and Rohan," He grumbled.
"Soon enough, I shall have Alucard and Theatana take half of my Wights to Angrenost. The other half, led by Elros and myself, will go to Rohan. Take the Wights to the gates and wait for the forces of Enedwaith, led by Ilmare. They will destroy the gates, then you can watch the Wights destroy, or join in the battle."
He stood there for a moment, then turned to the shadows, "Erkai, it isn't nice to spy."
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Post by Erkai Dîndaedel on Jul 1, 2005 21:33:26 GMT
Erkai stepped forward, bowing, "I apologize, father, but what am I to do while you four are gone at war? And what about mom?"
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Post by Morsereg Dîndaedel on Jul 1, 2005 21:55:35 GMT
"You stay here with your mother and protect Angmar in the case of a counterassault from Megloren. You shall have backup from atleast Moria, I'm no so sure where Mordor and Khand are sending their troops. Protect your mother with your life, Erkai," He looked at a map, sighing. "Godspeed, my children, and my servant. Let us go prepare for war." He stood, and bowed to them before going to rally his Wights.
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Post by Siranna on Jul 1, 2005 22:05:35 GMT
((Theatana))
Theatana bowed to them and looked to Elros. Why don't you be nice to me for once and die a "valiant" death.
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Post by Elros Dîndaedel on Jul 1, 2005 22:19:01 GMT
Elros scoffed at Theatana's comment but instead of making a witty return he turned to his father confused. "And where shall I go, Father?"
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