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| Author: | Malrid [ February 5th, 2007, 8:29 pm ] |
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OOC: Seeing as the first Threat To Peace topic was kinda slow I decided to take it upon myself to move time ahead and get the ball rolling. Other people may join if they wish but have to get their character's approved by myself or Mire. Go here to post character profiles: http://arwen-undomiel.com/forum/viewtopic.php?t=2830 The story so far: Middle Earth stands upon the brink of another massive war. According to what Aragorn's scouts have told him Sauron has re-emerged, this time in the south. The men of Harad are slowly moving north, toward Gondor to destroy those fair lands. In response Aragorn has assembled a new alliance of men and marches to a small walled city to establish a defense, and try and prevent the Haradrim from reaching Minas Tirith. Meanwhile, he has also given a secret task to a small group of warriors, to infiltraite the City Of Cosairs and find their leader and kill him, thinking that if the head is cut off the body will fall, much as it did on the day the ring was destroyed. IC: The group sat round the table, Rinkemen at the head, a map before him. He glanced around at the few who had decided to come along, but felt some pride inside, except for the two youngest. His eyes stopped on Rowen and Radiel. "I do not know why you have decided to sit in on this meeting, but seeing as you will not be joining us you may stay and hear." They seemed to sadden instantly, sinking into their chairs. Rinkemen looked back to the others, he still had issues with the elf. "Well this is indeed a fine group. As you know Aragorn has given to me and to you a mission. We are to go to the City of Cosairs, tommorow. We head to Dol Amroth then sail across Befalas and infiltraite the city. Our mission is simple but a difficult one. We are to find the leader of the Haradrim and kill them." Rinkemen's voice was cold now, very serious indeed. He had no time for fun and games or witty arguements, he had one goal now, he was a soldier reborn. "I do not have to tell you the importance of such a mission. This is your last chance to back down. I will not judge you for doing so. Should you choose to join me, I will expect to see you in the courtyard at sunrise." With that he left the group to think it over. The next morning Rinkemen was waiting in courtyard, before the White Tree. He looked fondly upon it, a proud feeling rising up within him. He sat at the helm of a horse and cart, the cart laiden with food and clothes and his sword of course. He wore a thin mail vest given to him by Aragorn. It felt very light, and shone brightly in the sunshine. It was only visible at the collar, his leather shirt was covering it. He did not want to be noticed as a warrior. One by one the group emereged all on horseback all silent as they understood what was ahead of them now. A journey they could not fail to complette. Rinkemen smiled at each of them in turn, happy to have such skilled companions on his side. But behind them Rinkemen did not see the other two companions they would have join them. A door on the western wall of the hall opened and Radiel lead Rowen to the courtyard, quielty. Rowen tugged at Radiel's sleeve. "What are you doing?! You said we were going to the gardens." She hissed at her friend. "This our chance to see the world Rowen!" "You know what will happen to us if we get caught?!" Radiel just smiled and quickly jogged as light as an elf toward the cart. There was just enough room for them to stow away. Radiel pulled the cloth to one side and slipped in. Rowen sighed, she felt like she had no choice but to follow. She copied Radiel and slipped into the cart unoticed. Rinkemen nodded to each in turn and whiped the horse forward with the reins. The group set forward out of Minas Tirith, heading to the Dol Amroth. |
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| Author: | Nienor [ February 12th, 2007, 12:49 pm ] |
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Rowen crouched uncomfortably in the cart, listening to the murmering of the companions. So far she hadn't dared speak to her friend, lest they be heard. She wondered why- if they were heard Rinkemen would surely send them back, and her problems would be solved. She rationalized her actions with a thought of Rinkemen's angry face- it was not a spectacle she relished, there was no doubt about that. After a time, however, Rowen knew she needed to stretch a little or be locked in a crouch permanently. Slowly, she moved backward until there was room to push her legs out in front of her. She let out a sigh of relief, and sufficiently comfortable for the time being, turned to her friend. "Radiel, this is madness," she hissed. "Following Rinkemen to Rohan was one thing...we don't even know where he's going, or why! And we haven't seen our parents yet, have you no thoughts for them?" |
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| Author: | Amoniel [ February 25th, 2007, 9:20 pm ] |
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Amoniel rode in on her horse Hareth. The mare was prancy and spooky. Amoniel patted her neck and moved over to the wagon. The wagon slowly lurched forward and so did Amoniel and Hareth. She rode close to Rinkeman hoping to talk to him on the way. But for now they rode on in silence, only the clopping of the horses hooves was heard. |
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| Author: | Hobobagins09 [ March 6th, 2007, 6:03 pm ] |
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(Well my charrie is up!) |
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| Author: | Guest [ March 19th, 2007, 11:00 pm ] |
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Alethra met up with the group quickly. She glanced at Rinkemen. "You are in charge, are you not? I have been sent by Lord Elrond to aid you in this mission." she said, her eyes on the road before her. |
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