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LOTR (RP)
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[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user] you can't really rule all warg packs as they are all over the place. An orc general or soemthing would work.
The people cursed under their breaths. "Yeah but dey killed my borther!" A bold man yelled out. "What did he ever do to dem!" People nodded in agreement and some rabble rousers gave whoops and whistled in agreement. If the king still decided to just go to the library he would be met by a young man with noble features and black hair. "What can I help you with sire?" [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]
The harad man underestimated his foes. Three more came out of the brush with crude axes and wooden clubs. "Stand down er well kill ye! Give us yer money and spears and we might let ye pass" The called before the harad man could reach them. The man who was about to be attacked was easily impaled by the spear but one man, using a bastard sword, hacked at the horse sending blood and flesh forward. The horse fell in pain and the harad king would be thrown into the harsh dirt. "Stand down." One of men who came out of the bushes said. He placed his sword to the kings neck and stepped on the mans hand that was sprawled out on the ground. The harad king probably could not solve this situation with violence but he could try.
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The people cursed under their breaths. "Yeah but dey killed my borther!" A bold man yelled out. "What did he ever do to dem!" People nodded in agreement and some rabble rousers gave whoops and whistled in agreement. If the king still decided to just go to the library he would be met by a young man with noble features and black hair. "What can I help you with sire?" [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]
The harad man underestimated his foes. Three more came out of the brush with crude axes and wooden clubs. "Stand down er well kill ye! Give us yer money and spears and we might let ye pass" The called before the harad man could reach them. The man who was about to be attacked was easily impaled by the spear but one man, using a bastard sword, hacked at the horse sending blood and flesh forward. The horse fell in pain and the harad king would be thrown into the harsh dirt. "Stand down." One of men who came out of the bushes said. He placed his sword to the kings neck and stepped on the mans hand that was sprawled out on the ground. The harad king probably could not solve this situation with violence but he could try.
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((Ok I'll just be one pack leader))
Harrithian looked at the man holding the sword to his throat and whispered bastard and as hard as he could he kicked him in his beauties
Harrithian looked at the man holding the sword to his throat and whispered bastard and as hard as he could he kicked him in his beauties
As Harrithian is laying on the ground from the fall off his horse, he would have a hard time getting up. Especially because he had a sword to his neck as well. "Lads, tie him up and bring him with us. I see worth in his life." The man who now could easily be determined as the leader spoke to the other 6 around him. "Leave the dead." Two bruly men grabbed the harad man and tied him up. Would he resist or try and swindle his way out of this? [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user] you were knocked off your horse and laying on the ground, kinda hard to grap someone who is standing from that position.
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I didn't grab him mile I kicked him/kneed him in his balls laying on the ground. If he did try to grab him the sword would of went through his neck instantly killing him.
It would be an akward kick. Because he is next yo you not strattling you. I read the part about grabbing wrong sorry.
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It's ok and ok
Name: Ithladohr King under the Mountain.
Race: Dwarf
Type: King
Kingdom Wanted: I deserve Erebor got dammit ._.
Weaponry and Armor: Axe or sword? AXE!
Traits: Hate to Gundabad orcs, and trolls.
Backstory: Once King Plebtus maximus created Erebor, and Ithladohr stole it.
The end.
Race: Dwarf
Type: King
Kingdom Wanted: I deserve Erebor got dammit ._.
Weaponry and Armor: Axe or sword? AXE!
Traits: Hate to Gundabad orcs, and trolls.
Backstory: Once King Plebtus maximus created Erebor, and Ithladohr stole it.
The end.
[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Ithladohr/74.png" name="Ithladohr"]12791548[/user] their are other dwarven kingdoms you know. Also, your backstory needs more information and be semi canon.
With the harad man bound, a bag was thrown over his head. He was pushed along by the burly men. He could hear trees whistling along the path they wear taking and the babbling of a brook that couldn't be far away. The terrain soon turned from dirt to stone and the harad man could feel the ground steadily creeping upwards. "Alright take the bag off his head chaps" The man said. The men took the bag off letting the dim light of torches into the harads mans eyes. He was pushed back into a chair while the man sat at another adjecent to him and behind a small table. "So. Why is a harad man this far north, he should know that Gondor and rohan are not his friends." [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]
From the staff planted in the ground, a dark fume spread. It crept its way up towards the sky until the wind took it. It spread, towards gondor and rohan, north to the dwarven mountains and stretched its long arm even into the deserts of near harad. Something was coming, and the would would shudder.
With the harad man bound, a bag was thrown over his head. He was pushed along by the burly men. He could hear trees whistling along the path they wear taking and the babbling of a brook that couldn't be far away. The terrain soon turned from dirt to stone and the harad man could feel the ground steadily creeping upwards. "Alright take the bag off his head chaps" The man said. The men took the bag off letting the dim light of torches into the harads mans eyes. He was pushed back into a chair while the man sat at another adjecent to him and behind a small table. "So. Why is a harad man this far north, he should know that Gondor and rohan are not his friends." [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]
From the staff planted in the ground, a dark fume spread. It crept its way up towards the sky until the wind took it. It spread, towards gondor and rohan, north to the dwarven mountains and stretched its long arm even into the deserts of near harad. Something was coming, and the would would shudder.
Im so sorry, I wanted erebor (Though not like I knew u were gunna roleplay lol)
U can have ironhills which is the next best thing from Erebor
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((Guys it's Erebor all it is a fictional section of the dwarves empire in Middle Eartha just get over it, not like it's real.))
Harrithian peered up at the man and said "I don't come for trouble only for allies in my upcoming war with the bastards of Rhûn, now who what and why are you here"
Harrithian peered up at the man and said "I don't come for trouble only for allies in my upcoming war with the bastards of Rhûn, now who what and why are you here"
"Oh now now, you are not in a position to be asking me questions." The man poured himself a glass of ale and took a sip grimacing as it slid down his throat. It must have been crappy ale. "You are also not in a position to lie. Hard and rhun have never had qualms. They fought together against gondor with the filthy orcs. Hell on the Pellenor fields they fought side by side. And I should know, I was there." He seemed to gaze into the fire at this last part and sat speechless for a couple minutes reminiscing on his past. "It is dangerous to travel these roads alone. I figured one from a land so close to evil would know that the orcs are moving again, and in great number." [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]
"Sir" The man asked again to the king of rohan. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]
"Sir" The man asked again to the king of rohan. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]
The borders of Rhun have long been heavily fought over. Towns and forts along the border constantly changed hands like cards. The king could notice an increase in recent months however. The raids picked up in number and strength but soon ended just as quickly as they had started. Men stationed on the border suspected a big attack coming. Or maybe it had something to do with the orcs, goblins, trolls, and other evil moving towards the lands north of Mordor. One could not tell, but it would be wise for the king, who had learned of this news via weary messenger, to investigate or do something. @gameraced
Dimitri ignored the man, going straight towards the section he founded. It was dedicated to Gondor, and was connected to a small Gondorian embassy. He grabbed a book containing detailed pictures of the 4th Gondorian Infantry Battalion, who served on the front lines. It was overrun in first battles of the Last Alliance, and it's banners were nearly lost had the Eldar not push forward and save them. They now hung in the Library, a way to honor the alliance between the Horse and the Tree. The banner found on the dead at the Massacre of the Gate were eerily similar to the banner of Gondor at that time...