((Right, sorry mile i assumed he was another made up God please can I edit?? Besides mahal doesn't sound dwarvish to me))
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Harrithian quickly brought a knife to his side and brought the other to the mans neck/head
The one knife was not strong enough to hold back the sword and a searing pain shot through the haradrims side as the blade split the soft flesh. The knife going for the mans head would meet his helmat ringing out in the cave and sending the man's head into a ringing. It bought the haradrim time to recoup from the sword strike as the man staggared back putting a hand to his head.
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Harrithian grinded his teeth as the metal seared his flesh. But when he noticed the man stunned he shout forward and threw one knife while making a move to tackle him with his other knife
The hastily thrown knife pierced the mans side and the tackled worked decently well in sending both of them to the ground. The man dropped his sword but dug his hands into the exposed and open wound on the mans back. Pain would shoot through him as of another blade struck him. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]
Mormog and his band of Easterlings reached Fort Morn. Once a mighty slave camp ruled by Uruks, it is now a divided town. Half-orcs from Barad-Dur controlled the northern section of the Fort, trading with Easterlings and Uruks from the coast. Goblins and snaga controlled the south, and dominated trade with orcs in the nearby fishery. "Alright, ya stinking Tarks! We've got a goblin chieftain to find, a skrakh eating halfie to murder, and a gold head to throw out. Find 'em for me, and bring the rats to this here cliff. Now get moving, or its to the Graugs for you!" He roared.
((Wither you can't just edit everything your character does when it's not perfect. Leave it. It's RP. + More interesting conflict.))
The envoy gasped at this and immediately spoke out while stomping down his foot upon the marble green floor.
"Yer no kin of Durin if ye forsake Mahal!" said He before retaliating, "If I'd de power ta revoke your invitation I would. But I can't so come or don' now I take ma leave. Kin of Erebor leave me pass!" announced He turning and heading over the bridge back toward the doorway. Would the guards allow him passage or stop him on command of the King or would they disobey the King if he commanded the envoy to be seized? [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user]
The envoy gasped at this and immediately spoke out while stomping down his foot upon the marble green floor.
"Yer no kin of Durin if ye forsake Mahal!" said He before retaliating, "If I'd de power ta revoke your invitation I would. But I can't so come or don' now I take ma leave. Kin of Erebor leave me pass!" announced He turning and heading over the bridge back toward the doorway. Would the guards allow him passage or stop him on command of the King or would they disobey the King if he commanded the envoy to be seized? [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user]
((Ah Fine))
"Woight, Mahul is anether nume of Aule roight? Ahahahhaha. Surreh, moist eve furget cuz I wuz buseh with teh REPORTS of gundur bein atteked by Easterlings" He called after him, clearly having made a mistake.
"Woight, Mahul is anether nume of Aule roight? Ahahahhaha. Surreh, moist eve furget cuz I wuz buseh with teh REPORTS of gundur bein atteked by Easterlings" He called after him, clearly having made a mistake.
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Harrithian roared as the mans hands dug into his wound. He pulled out both knives and brought them down upon the man
((Wither you just corrected your mistake even when Cap said don't. Just deal that you made a mistake and you may loose your kingdom))
((Wither you just corrected your mistake even when Cap said don't. Just deal that you made a mistake and you may loose your kingdom))
Meh, I'm acting like it was because of the easterlings. It's a valid reason
CHILL FOLKS WITHER WILL GET WHATS FOR! Don't worry I won't be too harsh, of course my version of harsh may be very different than yours. Dimitri, I am going to let you kind of run your little thing with the orcs until you get to the part where you are about to start your plan then I'll hope in if thats ok.
The knives would be hard fought as one was in the man away from the grips of the haradrim. Pain from the now gaping wound on his back would have an effect on his stab with the knife and give the man time to manupilate his body out of the way. With the mans hands covered in the blood of the haradrims, he pushed on him with a great force enough to toss him off. He would quickly get up and pull the knife from his side and throw it towards his men who stood watching. As quick as a viper springing from its hiding place, he dove for his sword finding its familiar hilt in his hands.
Orcs, urukhai, goblins, wargs, trolls, their numbers uncountable stood before the man materialising from the shadows around the silver staff. He leaned on it heavily as if exauhsted from his spell. Some orc captains came to help him rise but they where gripped by tenticles of shadows and thrown back into the lines of orcs. "Ready the soldiers. We march on the east fold." The front lines of hulking orcs hooped and hollared followed by the rest understanding what was coming. The orcs would march to war, the time of peace was over, death and shadow would soon come to the realms of good.
The knives would be hard fought as one was in the man away from the grips of the haradrim. Pain from the now gaping wound on his back would have an effect on his stab with the knife and give the man time to manupilate his body out of the way. With the mans hands covered in the blood of the haradrims, he pushed on him with a great force enough to toss him off. He would quickly get up and pull the knife from his side and throw it towards his men who stood watching. As quick as a viper springing from its hiding place, he dove for his sword finding its familiar hilt in his hands.
Orcs, urukhai, goblins, wargs, trolls, their numbers uncountable stood before the man materialising from the shadows around the silver staff. He leaned on it heavily as if exauhsted from his spell. Some orc captains came to help him rise but they where gripped by tenticles of shadows and thrown back into the lines of orcs. "Ready the soldiers. We march on the east fold." The front lines of hulking orcs hooped and hollared followed by the rest understanding what was coming. The orcs would march to war, the time of peace was over, death and shadow would soon come to the realms of good.
The dwarven envoy left since no one bothered enough to stop him. Noting that he would tell his bros back in Moria about how lazy Erebor and it's forgetful king was.
Meanwhile since the dwarves had already arrived at the council (to the ones who came early) they'd all be given formal welcomings, toured around the new cleansed Moria and shown to multiple minor feasts for each delegate of each city-state or region. Lili was there to play through it all but mostly she just watched, nodded and smiled which was hidden beneath the female-stache. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user]
Meanwhile since the dwarves had already arrived at the council (to the ones who came early) they'd all be given formal welcomings, toured around the new cleansed Moria and shown to multiple minor feasts for each delegate of each city-state or region. Lili was there to play through it all but mostly she just watched, nodded and smiled which was hidden beneath the female-stache. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user]
The gate was not opened for him. The guards said "Suh, the asteh wun returns. Gud tidens fur yeh" He called down,
((Aasim, Agzadir called AFTER you))
((Aasim, Agzadir called AFTER you))
Aye its a nice kingdom you got here but why did you send for us? I got my own problems to deal with up at Gundabad. Stupid orcs roaming around in ma territory." The Lord of Gundabad spoke. His snow white beard moving up and down as he spoke. The delagates from the other cities nodded in agreement. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
Lili clapped with her thick unelegant hands to gather all attention like a hand scooping warm soup from a bowl.
"Exactly de reason, sir. Our lands are being crossed by uruks everywhere and we do little to stop them. It is time to rally a force to discover what de uruks be doin'." said She. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user]
"Exactly de reason, sir. Our lands are being crossed by uruks everywhere and we do little to stop them. It is time to rally a force to discover what de uruks be doin'." said She. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Mile_Hi_Masher/74.png" name="Mile_Hi_Masher"]10356423[/user]
"Well yer the furthest south, why havn't ye sent any soldiers and scouts to follow dem?" The plump lord of Thorin's Halls in the ered luin spoke." [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
The army marched, the trail of siege engines stretched as far as the eye could see and still more orcs came. But not only orcs marched. Men, renegades from rhun and khand had joined the mighty band in marching to war. The shadow man sent a mounted orc on a warg to travel through mordor and down to the sea of Nurn to look for any more stragglers who had not joined evils legions. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]
The army marched, the trail of siege engines stretched as far as the eye could see and still more orcs came. But not only orcs marched. Men, renegades from rhun and khand had joined the mighty band in marching to war. The shadow man sent a mounted orc on a warg to travel through mordor and down to the sea of Nurn to look for any more stragglers who had not joined evils legions. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]
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Rinar walked into the throne room to see his queen wasn't there. He then remembered that his queen was holding a meeting and feast for the other dwarf kings. Then he motioned his bodyguards to follow him and ran to where the meeting was held.
Harrithian kicked at the mans shins and grabbed his knives
Harrithian kicked at the mans shins and grabbed his knives
The mounted orc would see a Nurn that hadn't been seen since the Years of the Dark Lord. Legions of half-orcs, goblins, snaga, and uruks dominated the landscape, with hordes of slaves working endlessly. In the rebuilt Fort Morn, a seemingly endless amount of weapons and armor were made by Easterlings. Warg Riders patrolled the plains, bolstered by armored Caragor Riders. Graugs and Trolls were being tamed and armored to serve as elite shock troops. And along the Mountains of Shadow, a massive citadel served as the throne-fortress of the Warlord Mormog Elf-Slayer, Destroyer of Chieftains, Lord of Nurn, Master of the Horde. "OI! YOU THERE! Bring that miserable Udun rat to me, I want to speak with 'im myself." Mormog order.
The kick was a poor idea. The blade of the man swung down as it can and cut deep into the leg of the haradrim. The haradrim man had lost so much blood, it painted the ground... [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]
In reality, one a couple hundred orcs where around and the fortress was only partially rebuilt. On the souther shores lived most of the men who fought back when Orc invaders came to take slaves but never the less their was some. The mounted Orc rode before the Orc calling himself king. "The shadow master summons you." [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user] (also don't forget that you have an army marching on the east fold)
In reality, one a couple hundred orcs where around and the fortress was only partially rebuilt. On the souther shores lived most of the men who fought back when Orc invaders came to take slaves but never the less their was some. The mounted Orc rode before the Orc calling himself king. "The shadow master summons you." [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user] (also don't forget that you have an army marching on the east fold)
((Oh cmon, mile give me ur awnser. Do I have a religious leader in Erebor I can apologise to?))