The Corronation of Morsereg Dindaedel

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

At long last, the day had come. The day when the Empire of Morsereg would stretch itself, to add a realm in the Southern Part of Middle-Earth. He would need to work inward now, until the world had fallen to himself and his allies.

A series of six black wains rode deep into Sturstla Khand, and up to the Dark Tower of Burzkulug. The wains stopped right infront of the imposing tower, and out from the front one stepped the Lord Morsereg Dindael and his wife Namine. From the others filed two Barrow-Wights for each wain, a total of ten wights. Morsereg took one last loving look at the pure black horses that pulled his wains before walking deep into the castle, and into the throne room.

He kneeled before Lancir for a moment, and as he rose he gave a swift jerk of his head to the Wights, who took up spots in the King's Guard. Himself and Namine then moved to stand next to Lancir, invitations had been sent two days prior, to Garland of Moria, Ilmare, and Alatariel.

[namine]

Naminë watched as people readied for the corronation, and she two was slightly fidgety. Half out of a nervousness, half out of boredome. It seemed she'd never grow up, she always wanted to be busy, she could never just sit and wait, or stand either. She definetly needed to get out more, she thought.

[Ilmare]

(sorry, got lost in the time lines... when does this happen, before or after the search for Theatana? If after, than I suppose before or in between of the battle in Imladris?)

Ilmare arrived to see the coronation of her friend and allie. She greeted the other guests, took a glass of wine and some grapes and waited for the ceremony to happen.

[Alcorad]

(I'm just going to post because this is partly my fault. This part of the timeline happens AFTER the battle at Imladris and somewhat before Sayyid meets Alucard ect i suppose.)

[Lancir Misolen]

Lancir looked at morsereg nad smiled
"Do oyu morsereg sware to uphold evilness and unjustice in khand"

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Morsereg looked at Lancir, his eyes glinting dangerously. "Yes, as long as it is mine to uphold."

[Lancir Misolen]

Lancir smiled and nodded to the man behind morsereg and he placed the crown of khand on his head.
"ALL HAIL MORSEREG KING OF KHAND"
Lancir got down on one knee and bowed to Morsereg

[Morsereg Dîndaedel]

Morsereg smirked, and looked to Lancir, "Rise..." He turned to a general of Khand's army, "Get Khand's army ready. I have plans and I want them to be able to depart on a moment's notice." With that, he walked over to Ilmare, and smiled. "And thus it begins. I am retiring to my room for awhile, however. With Rivendell falling, it is inevitable. Middle-Earth will fall into darkness. Soon we shall be feared, moreso than Morgoth." He smiled, and left the throne room, going off to his room, bringing Namine with him.