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LOTR (RP)

He peered up at the man and told him "Rhūn did not fight with us, during the siege of Minas Tirith the orcs and Harad were the only ones who attacked. The Bastards were killed passing through the river, then when we were going to launch a assault on another city they fled and left the war. My father lead the charge of the Mumakil and was the first to die in that battle. Do you know what its like to wait for a year expecting your people to come back home then when the due date comes they are not their and you wait longer and longer until you realize your now the king of the people of Harad and everyone who left friends and family would never be back." Harrithian said he dropped his said and in a ashamed voice said "We never wanted to go to war but the orcs threatened to invade us first if we don't follow their orders, at the time we weren't a unified country like we are now, and if it is true what you said about the orcs moving again i fear another war may come." At that he jumped up with the chair still attached to him and ran backwards and slammed the chair against it breaking in. During the whole conversation the men didn't notice his hidden knife cutting at the ropes. Now Harrithian was free and held the knife in front of him
 
"Listen here you harad swine." The man said drawing his sword as did the other men. "You think loosing a father was bad in the war? What about me, and the other people of Gondor. We lost mother, brother, father, son" He spoke softer at the muttering of the last word, reminiscing on the battle. "You say the orcs threatened you! Did 100,000 orcs march on your capital? Was the pride and joy of your kingdom crushed and flattened, defiled by evil? No it was not, because you are a cowardly race." The man thrust his sword forth mising his blow but making his point by a great distance showing that he did not want the man killed. "Easterlings, Haradrim, Men of Khan, you are all the same to me and worthless. But now I see from your words that you are the king of harad." He took a step back farther away. "Lads, we might be able to regain our honor now. We leave in an hour to go to the King. Take this swine with us and pack up our belongings. Burn anything that can't be taken easily." He walked away from the group of men who began surrounding the harad man and pointing spears, swords and axes at him. 1 drew an arrow that was aimed at the man's chest. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]

An elderly man, easily recognisable as one of the older members of the community sat down next to the king of Rohan. "These are troubling times sir..." He cleared his throat, "Reports have rolled in, the sky is much darker now than it should be and orcs have been spotted again. Gondor makes an attack on us. Yes these are dark times..." He slowly stood up. "I think this book may help you." He dissapeared for a few moments, walking through the dimly light library. "Ah here it is." He exclaimed aloud just enough for the king to hear. His soft steps slowy came closer to the king and he put the book down on the table. "Be careful with this one, older than my father and 2 generations before him!" He took a step back admiring the old book. "Well, I'll leave you to your work." He slowly walked away and into a reading corner where he sat in a plush chair and picked up the small book he was reading on the history of horse riding. The king if he pleased, could whip the dust from the book to reveal the title. 'The history of Gondor's kings and armies.' In it was drawings of each set of armor that gondorian soldier wore, a depiction of each king up to date and banners of each army. The king of Rohan may be able to find the armor described by a weary on looker of the incident who was still in a minor state of shock and would not disclose what happened after the soldiers where killed. A man on a much heartier horse than before left the city and rode with haste towards Minas Tirith. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]
 
((I'm just going to veto the conversation with cap for now))
Agzadirs messengers would arrive in gondor, bearing the flag of Erebor.
((Ffs mile, advertise ur RP more))
 
The garrison at Aldburg would close the city and regular patrols would stop any person attempting to follow the eastern road. Other patrols would lie in wait in the Eastfold. The man that wanted the horse would actually have to make purchase of one from the Horse-Lord at the entrance to Edoras, so if he stole one, he would be pursed by mounted elements of the Royal Mounted Rangers.
 
((You ain't a DM. Don't veto me when I have school 14/5 a day, I pity the fool.))

The messengers waited to be met with the King of Erebor, who was in fact a lordling in the eyes of Lili. But no one told him that, of course.
 
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((Well, I had no clue what the people would be called cap, oh wait I DO because YOU said the jings and queens. Ffs, besides i never said King you liar. But if I'm not allowed to veto then u can't choose he titles. The Lord mile must, besides I had no clue cap))
"Greetens! Ken frum teh musteh muntuns und groight unvey ef gud qun lileh moi kin. Wut brengss yeh nuble sul teh Ereborr" Agzadir announced to Lilis messenger in a booming voice as he entered the room, gesturing for two royal guards to follow him. His golden crown rested upon his head.
 
((Of course I know that, it's just mile is the dungeon master and he should choose the titles, I really don't want this turning into Lotr got again. Anyway, this "Ruler" said the KINGS and QUEENS of erebor, iron hills and thorins halls. Besides I never said King ))
 
(( [user avatar="https://assets-cloud.enjin.com/users/7267733/avatar/small.1678974881.png" name="GamerAced"]7267733[/user] I'm going off the movie with the Army of the dead coming off the boat ))

Another hidden blade came out of the other sleeve. Harrithian threw one at the man with the bow as fast as lightning and the other just as fast to the closest man to him. They both died from a knife in the heart. Harrithian pulled two more knives out of his boots that could be described as short swords and said "Now here is your mistake if you take me to your king that would be waging war against Gondor, and since you lost your honor you must keep me alive and not kill me while I don't care about your miserable lives. You don't want Gondor to have to fight against my mighty army do you?" And with that said he roared a battle cry and charged the men surrounding him
 
((Dat meta-gaming and power-gaming tho. Harrithian has no idea that the Edoras guards were killed, and you didn't give Mile a chance to react to the knives. Plus, you can't pull two short swords out of your boots.))
 
"Your people will think nothing of a weak king killed by measly gondor soldiers. I will personally ride with your head and show them what we will do to you or any that come into our realm." The man said turning around and drawing his sword. The men with swords and axes moved forward all attacking at once. The haradrim may cut down one but no matter what, he would feel the cold steel blade of axe or sword grating down his back sending blood gushing forth and a wave of hurt through his body. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]

"Why do they pursue me? Do they not know that this is my horse? I simply cared for the beast, giving it more food than the swine of the east do." He said to himself. Never the less he reeled around his horse to face those pursuing him. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]

The dwarves would know this in their minds, all dwarves of the longbeard clan answer to the King of moria, much like the high king of the noldor had rivendell and eregion answer to him. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user]

Also I want to advertise the rp. All your OCC and arguing could turn people away so delete it please, thanks.
 
With lances lowered and bows readied, the Mounted Rangers would surround the man. "Because of the massacre at the gate, all persons are to stay within Edoras unless given permission by the Archon himself." their leader says.
 
"But I must return home, I have been away from my family for far to long." The man said with a passion in his voice intended to convince the riders.

From the east, the shadow grew darker. The clouds which now poured out of the staff where black as night and blocked all sunlight. "It won't be long now!" Orcs hooped and hollered to each other. War was coming to the free peoples.
 
"But I must follow orders, so unless you want a mass of arrows in your chest, you will turn around and head towards Edoras with us as your escort." the Ranger said.
 
"You think your measly arrows can stop what's coming? May you are a
Fool. Rohan will fall it will fall hard to her enemy. Those men at the gate where just the first of many." The man said. A grin peeling across his face. He let out a brief chuckle before looking back at the men. "For gondor" he said as he lurched his horse forward into the lances and arrows that would come but he would pass unharmed, thiugh the horse would not.
 
Harrithian roared in pain spinning around in a wild frenzy slashing and stabbing at anything in his path until he had an idea, he stopped and with his knife pointed it at the leader and said "I challenge you to a duel, if I win you die and I get to leave and if you win I die and you have control over my entire kingdom!"
 
"Gladly." He said smiling. "A man who will soon bleed out versus a captain of gondor." His men drug away their dead, 5 in all. The man congregated with his men before the fight. "Listen, if this swine wins by some miricle, kill him and bring his head to the King." The men nodded in agreement. Treachery ran deep in this group and if by some stroke of luck the man won, it would rear its ugly head again. "I let you have the first strike, for you are crippled and bleeding." He levelled his hand and half sword before him and glared his eyes at the Haradrim. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]

The King of gondor should do something. His people are getting worried about the orca and the absence of raids from rhun. [user avatar="https://assets-cloud.enjin.com/users/7267733/avatar/small.1678974881.png" name="GamerAced"]7267733[/user]
 
Harrithian smiled then started to laugh "do you not know the code of the kings challenge! Both opponents get there original gear and weaponry. So you can go find some decent armor sword and shield while you give me my armor, spear, knives (that were thrown) and bow with arrows ALL intact. Or are you not a man of honor?" He said in glee
 
The man laughed. "Fool. If you gave me control of all of harad I would simply put them all to the sword! I do not honor your code. You will fogjt with the weapon you challenged me with." The men around laughed and glared at the haradrim. Their eyes were filled with lust for his blood that oozed out of the gaping cut in his back. They mused of what their leader would do if he was King or harad. Soldiers running through the streets slaughtering every man women and child before them. Then a suicidal invasion deep into the desert where their supply lines conveniently would never come.
 
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