Mahalma Qualme (Throne room)

[Ilmare]

Here is the stronghold Mahalma Qualme where Lady Ilmare dwells. The hallways and chambers are filled with the sounds out of the torturing halls, where she enjoys the most time of her day. Are you friend? Enter and don't worry. Are you foe? Better watch your steps or you might join the yellings and wheeps in the nearby chambers.

[Valdrik]

Garland, along with a troop of five of his Elite Gaurd, rode to Enedwaith. Upon reaching Mahalma Qualme, Garland dismounted his large black steed and approached the chamber of Ilmare alone. As he came to the door he gave half a glance at the gaurd and barked out a forceful order. "You there. Take me to Queen Ilmare."

[Ilmare]

The door was opened quickly and a servant of Lady Ilmare looked at the Lord and his Guard. He bowed and lead the men into the room. It was a whide hall with wooden floor and high wooden sealing. In one corner a fireplace was lit and a table and comfortable chairs were placed. And in the head of the hall stood the black wooden throne of the Lady. She sat there and looked at the aproaching Lord with a silent smile. Than she raised and walked toward him, bending her neck slightly in a greeting.
"Welcome to Mahalma Qualme, my Lord." she said quietly with a crafty smile.

[Valdrik]

Garland raised his hand and dropped it. The guards that followed then stopped and stood at attention. Garland kneeled to one knee as Ilmare approached and then stood, a grin on his face. "Thank you, Lady Ilmare. I think you know why I have come. To ensure that the forces of Enedwaith and Moria stand together against the foolhearted realms allied with Gondor." He then smirked, "Surely you have ambitions than lie farther than the borders of Enedwaith stretch."

[Ilmare]

Ilmare laughed quietly and lead him to the chairs at the fireplace. She took seat and waited for him to sit down as well before she answered. "You know me already well, Lord Garland. And yes, Enedwaith will stand side by side with Moria." She smirked. "It will be a pleasure and great joy to see Middle Earth trembling before us." She looked at him crafty. "My ambitions lie much farther indeed. Be welcomed though all times and your servants may pass my borders without harm. Can I do you some good? Do you want to stay for a while and enjoy my humble home? I would be pleased to have some company."

[Valdrik]

Garland sat down, sinking into the comfortable chair. "Tell me, have you made contact with Angmar in the north? I have recently secured alliance with the Dark Lord and look forward to the possibilities that await. I am curious also as to whom Mordor's leader will prove to be, a patient and calculating could prove another great ally, but, a rash and overly aggressive one could bring unwanted attention." He, paused, drumming his fingers together. "I would love to hear of some of your ideas of what should become of Middle Earth."

[Ilmare]

Ilmare send a servant to bring some snacks and wine, then she lent back and shaked her head. "I haven't contacted the Dark Lord yet, because I wanted to visit him personally and not to send him a simple messenger. I heared about Lord Lancir, who seems to have hold on Haradwaith, I think. It would proofe fine I think to have an allie on the other half of the good realms. I might send a messenger by ship to him, he could be a fortunate addition to our little party. But I agree, any rush is a bad decision. There is no need for that if the alliance controls the misty mountains and the Gap of Rohan. My ships ((will be in the detailed list after aproval of the host count) ) can patrullie the routes from Mithlond to Gondor and no enemy host may aproach without warning. So we can lay back and take us time. Shall the good Lords be anxious and shiver before our power, shall they tremble, what does it bother us in moment. And when we are ready and prepared, we can let them feel the real terror." Two servants came to the table and brought wine and food. Ilmare smirked at Lord Garland and invited him to take some, while she atself broke a piece of bread and filled her glas with wine.

[Valdrik]

Garland sat quietly for a moment, thinking deeply before speaking. "For now I believe it to our advantage to hide our aggresssion-to befriend those we seek to destroy." Garland gave a sly smile, "Perhaps you can use your charm to our advantage as well. I think it would be wise for you to visit the King of Gondor and Rohan, make a treaty between yours and their realms. Surely, they would not sense any ill will comming from you." Garland's lips curled in a smile full of malice and deciet and his eyes gleamed. "If Rohan and Gondor are blinded as to our true intentions, it will give us a bit of breathing room. Perhaps time to plan an invasion of Arnor, Mithlond or the stinking haven of Elves in Rivendale." He leaned back, crossing his arms. "Of couse, it will take much time and thought before a move is to be made. Let the realms of enlightenment become occupied with some other threat first perhaps."

[Ilmare]

Ilmare smiled and drank a sip of wine. "Indeed. That sounds like an idea I really would enjoy." She raised her glas. "Of good fortune and sucess," she smirked " and many slaves to torture."

[Megloren Istdale]

Megloren walked into the throne room of Enedwaith. "M'lady. It is good to see you. I have come with important news. We must speak in private." She cast a nasty glance to Garland.

[Valdrik]

Garland looked up at Megloren, a bit confused and ammused at the discontented look she cast his way. "Greetings, Megloren."

[Megloren Istdale]

"Save it you fool." She hissed. "I have come to speak with Ilmare, not you."

[Valdrik]

Garland grinned widely and let out a chuckle, "My my, arn't we the fiesty one today. It would seem I have somehow lost grace with the Lady of Isengard. Please, do tell why such hostility?"

[Megloren Istdale]

Megloren sighed and waiting for Ilmare's reply. He had no power over her. Frankly he had no power at all. If she wanted too, she could kill him on the spot- but he wasnt worth her energy.

[Valdrik]

Garland laughed again and without making a sound spoke to her. You should guard your thoughts a little tighter when in my presence....... and many before have made an attempt at my life, the only result for them was losing their own.. Garland then raised a brow and cleared his throat, speaking plainly. "Have I wronged you in some way, my lady?"