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Post by Yoko on Jul 11, 2005 20:04:01 GMT
A strange man with a mask on his face emerged from the shadows of the room and took the piece of paper. He scaned over it before looking back to the Lord of Harad. "Yoko yoko," he said. That seemed to be all he said anymore. Then he ran around in a circle as if to say 'quickly,' took out a dagger and threw it directly between two bricks in the wall as if to say, 'with precision.' Then he hurried down the hall away from the throne.
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Post by Gurherdir on Jul 11, 2005 20:05:01 GMT
"Yes? What has the Lord of Moria to say to me," Gurherdir asked.
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Post by Pallando on Jul 11, 2005 20:15:00 GMT
Minos snorted and looked around the room before he replied, making certain the conversation was private. "As you have no doubt heard, the Realm of Mithlond has fallen. Garland has sent me here to strengthen the alliance between our realms. My lord requests that the men of Corsair's build him a navy. In exchange for this he offer's you the port of the Forlond, giving your ships a northern harbor. What do you say to this offer?"
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Post by Gurherdir on Jul 11, 2005 20:17:56 GMT
"And where do you plan to store this navy? Last I checked, Moria wasn't a coastal area. In fact, if my memory serves, you'd be hard pressed to find a more land-locked realm in Middle-earth. Answer that question before I give you an answer to your question."
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Post by Andeerasin on Jul 11, 2005 20:21:13 GMT
Days had passed since the departure of Grashnik from the port of Umbar and now he burst through the doors of Haradwaith's throne standing beside beside the child of Morsereg Dindaedel, master of Angmar, Dark Realm of the North. Erkai's expression was one of confusion, and Grashnik's was one of accomplishment.
"Behold the prize your father has given you! A new home and master!" Grashnik pushed Erkai forward towards Gurherdir and smiled. After a mere snap of Grashnik's disfigured fingers, the Haradrim guards seized Erkai and brought him closer to the Dark Lord of Haradwaith.
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Post by Gurherdir on Jul 11, 2005 20:23:11 GMT
"Grashnik, go tie the kid up or something. I'm debating and negotiating right now. Tell him I'll be with him shortly." Gurherdir laughed.
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Post by Andeerasin on Jul 11, 2005 20:52:47 GMT
Grashnik grumbled to himself angrily. I went all the way to Angmar to grab some child, got sea-sick, and attained blisters on my leg due to a bumpy ride on his warg and this was the thanks I get? He decided he didn't want to move anytime soon so he lugged the screaming child into a nearby room under his arm. The child could be heard from the throne room aswell as the yells of frustration from Grashnik and the guards.
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Post by Pallando on Jul 12, 2005 16:03:28 GMT
Minos replied. "My lord intends to harbor his ships in Harlindon, if you must know. It would be wise though if knowledge of the use of both harbors be kept secret."
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Post by Gurherdir on Jul 12, 2005 18:22:27 GMT
"Tell you what. Since I'm the nice sort of wolfish human thing, I'll make you a better deal. I'll give you your ships and you can keep all of Mithlond in exchange for free use of your ports for my ships."
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Post by Pallando on Jul 12, 2005 19:25:00 GMT
Minos grinned. "Thank you for your genorosity, Gurherdir. Now, my lord expressed that he would like to have big long ships with pointy sort of things on the front that could ram other ships and also have balista type weapons on the bow and stern that can swivel around and shoot things........." Minos looked around a bit embarrassed and added in a whisper. "...he would also like those topless mermaid figures on the front...and um, I wouldn't mind one with a nice udder figure myself..."
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Post by Gurherdir on Jul 12, 2005 19:33:53 GMT
Gurherdir laughed. "We're corsairs, not the nice and polite soldiers of Gondor! You'd be hard pressed to find a corsair ship-builder who wouldn't put such a figure on the front of the ship. You shall have your order as quickly as possible. Now, would you like them shipped to the Grey Havens or would you prefer to come here and pick them up? Oh, and how many were you wanting?"
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Post by Pallando on Jul 12, 2005 22:33:16 GMT
"My lord requests a fleet of 101 ships. 10 cargo ships, 15 large troop transports, 25 small very fast interceptor type and 50 heavily armed war ships and lastly one luxurious flagship. I hope that is not too much to ask for."
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Post by Gurherdir on Jul 12, 2005 22:38:06 GMT
"No fleet of ships is too large for such an ally as Garland of Moria to ask, however, there is the time variable to consider. I'd say I should have your fleet completed in, just an estimate of course, 6 or 7 monthes*, plus some time should Harad decide to go to war and have to redirect our resources."
OOC: *Disclaimer, I have never built a ship so I have no idea the actual time it would take to build one, nor am I quite sure how many ship-builders live in Harad.
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Post by Yoko on Jul 16, 2005 2:02:59 GMT
Yoko and the Yokoling* entered the throne room. Yoko pointed to the Yokoling, held up one finger, and then lay down on the floor, closing his masked eyes to show that one Yokoling had been killed (the one on the rooftop who got a knife in the foot). Then he lifted his mask slightly and gave a wide smile to the Lord of Harad, his way of saying that the mission had been a success.
*New name for the Yoko clones
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Post by Gurherdir on Jul 16, 2005 16:46:17 GMT
"Stop grinning like a fool, Yoko," Gurherdir said. "Do you think your Yokolings grow on trees? Do you even think that the deserts of Haradwaith have trees? It's not easy to find people who can learn to act exactly like you."
Yoko gave an apologetic "Yoko yoko," and walked out of the throne room.
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