Pirate Hunting

[Gurherdir]

The Haradrim began to scout the areas near Aragorn's parties base camp to find the pirate Marcus on the orders of Gurherdir, who had nothing against him personaly, but had to have someone to blame and torture because of Aragorn's escape. The Haradrim formed ten person squads and radiated out in a circle from the starting point.

[Marcus]

Marcus had a good head start on his pursuers, though the wound on his side slowed him down considerably. He managed to make it back into the city, but with a pair of Harradrim soldiers on his heels. He ducked into an ally leaned up against the wall, hoping the soldiers would pass without noticing him.

[Gurherdir]

A corsair of Umbar walked past Marcus, clearly drunk, fell to the ground, vomited, and pasted out while saying, "What? No, just one more ale..." The Haradrim turned around and looked up the alley, seeing Marcus, but they passed on anyway, or made it look like they did. Half of them stayed just out of sight while the other half quickly ran through the streets to reach the other end of the alley.

[Marcus]

Marcus waited a moment, then made a dash for the opposite end of the alley. He turned his head and looked back in the direction he had come, smirking and quite happy with how he had lost the guards. He muttered as he reached the end of the ally, still watching his back. "Harradrim fool's, 'ey'll not catch a likes a me..."

[Curtus]

a guard of harad had come to his ship, and told him he now owned 12 new ships, he sent almost all his crew to find more men to help sail the ships, and told them when they finished finding crews, they were to sail the new ships away out of sight, after the guard left, he deside it was time for him to leave, but marcus haddnt returned yet, so he set off into the city, after walking for a few minutes he saw haradrim soilders running to an alley, he saw marcus in it, he walked to the alley, an said "were ye been, marcus! we be leaving soon!"

[Marcus]

Marcus turned, suprised but glad to see Curtus. "Aye, I been earnin us a fleet a Corsairs ships is where I been!." He nodded down to the deep wound at his side. "And I had a bit of a run in with an ole friend. Seems he took offense ta me causin a little mutany onboard 'is ship some time ago. Took me gold 'at bastard did, and stuck me with 'is knife."

[Curtus]

"aye? he did did he, well who be this man, and how much gold did he take from ye? but we best be leavin, troops from were coming through the streets headin here."

[Marcus]

"A hunred fifty pieces a gold 'e took." Marcus muttered as he turned to head back to the Leviathan.

[Gurherdir]

A haradrim mounted on a roof spotted Marcus on his way back to his ship, and blew the horn he carried with him. Within minutes several of the harad army had appeared on the spot, taking a few seconds to figure out where the sound of the horn had come from.

[Marcus]

Marcus made a dash after Curtus, but being slowed by his wounded side, he ended up several yards behind him. He turned to watch his back and saw nothing comming.... thats when he ran head on with a Harradrim approaching from his front. The impact sent him falling backwards and when he opened his eyes he was surrounded by several of the guards. There was nothing he could do but drop his sword and give up.

[Gurherdir]

"You com'in wid us," a large Haradrim said to Marcus, grabbing him ruffly by the arm and making to drag him off back towards Gurherdir's fortress, "King's gota job fer you," the other Haradrim laughed loudly, shaking the buildings nearby with their laughter.

[Marcus]

Marcus jerked a little in the Harradrim's grips, but it was no use, he wasn't getting away this time. He grinned and stated, "Arrgh, an' 'is job best be payin' good now, 'er I'll 'ave his head."

[Gurherdir]

"Hehe, you be in no place to be making threats, pirate scum," one of the Haradrim said.

OOC: I'll move to the Throne Room

[Marcus]

OOC: ok

"Arrrgh, ye be lucky I'm in a good mood today, else I'd 'ave slit yer throat...." He continued making threats as then dragged him away.