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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

The western-gate shook as Grimnir transformed into the Destroyer Giant. He saw it in the water. The Watcher. Multiples huge tentacles flung out at him, grasping onto his Giant legs and pulling at him, yet the Watcher was no match for the Destroyer.

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As Thoruk gets the torch from Iver he starts to think. "Aye, I have no place to transform and most likely not enaugh energy but... if I can use the lightning I used earlier when I was in my normal form, I should be able to light up this thing." he thinks as he walks a few steps away from Iver and closes his eyes. The darkness with closed eyes was brighter than the one actually around them. Thoruk starts to think, about his father, about his childhood where he had seen him last time, where he said goodbye, the rage he felt after the message that his father was dead and the feelings he had when Grimnir told him that his father could be... IS alive. His body starts to fill with energy as he opens his eyes again and concentrates onto his finger tips and the torch. "For my father, for my bloodline" he says, putting all his power into his hands.
 
Deslan had apparently picked up elven armour without himself knowing. He presumed it sticked itself to him after a night of wine and elven ladies that wanted some last fun before sailing off to Valinor.
''Course I am, Butter. Just toss me the dish of the day, I'm on a rush.''
 
Ha'zi yawned, "Mm, ok." His attention was focused on the toasted bread and delicious, warm meat slices. The boy quickly devoured both and got quite full after finishing. Before sleeping, he read a bit of the Mumakil book before falling asleep.
 
"You make it sound as if I was some far-flung creature from the First Age," says Daugo with a wry smile. "No, I'm a hobbit, Daugo, and a Burgins of Buckland at that. I only came into this... less than natural inheritance a few months ago. Its previous wielder, Andreth, was a Man before any of this happened." He pauses. "These Giants are fairly dangerous, if I'm being honest. I've been lucky enough to never have had the need to make use of its powers... Let us hope it doesn't come to that anytime soon."
 
Lightning flew out of Thoruk's hands and at the torch, lighting it in flame. He illuminated the room around him and his hands had balls of electricity in them, crackling and fuzing as he walked through the dungeons. The area was cleared of shadow and they both saw it.

All the cells locked, and inside were dwarven skeletons, with only a few clothes as their remains. Thoruk felt the dawning realization that this entire quest was for nothing. That Eonwe had lied to him, again. That...that his father was dead.

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The Watcher died from the initial impact of the boulder, its tentacles going limp. The Destroyer had killed it, easily. Yet, the way was shut. What would Grimnir do?

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"Gotcha, buddy." Barliman said, going into the back. After fifteen minutes he came out with a sauteed salmon on rice pilaf and slid it over to Deslan with a mug of ale. He dropped a book next to him as well.
"It's my personal writings. I call it, 'In the End'. I'd like your thoughts, please?" Barliman asked him.

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"Hope," Celeborn said, "We shall need it if we are to continue. Let our futures be fortuitous." He said to the hobbit as they traveled down the road.

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"Tell me then. What is the difference?" Morgoth asked Pyrus, twisting the sword above him.

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The horse twisted its head quickly, bite the apple out of Sigeric's hand and kicked him in the stomach as it chewed down on the apple. Sigeric went flying into the dirt, the breath kicked out of his chest.

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Daugo nods. These elf-folk are bizarre. "I've been gone for awhile from Middle Earth. II've heard about some kind of war against that Thauron recently; what exactly happened?"
 
"No... no, this can't be true." the dwarf thinks, anger building up inside him. "NO" he shouts walking further and further, hopeing for any sign of life.
 
Iver walked closer to thoruk, he didnt know what to say. He could have realized that his father was dead, after all the sam happened to Hazi. He brought him closer to him, to comfort him for his loss
 
"Sao-ron attempted a war against the Free Peoples. Erebor, Dale, Lothlorien, Greenwood the Great, Rohan and especially Gondor were hit hard by his overwhelming armies. He was defeated by the Ringbearer, a Frodo Baggins, who tossed the One Ring of Sauron that was tied to his essence and soul, into the fires of Mt. Doom, which destroyed Sauron and his rule over Middle-Earth. Sauron alone was nearly able to bring dominion over Middle-Earth yet a shire hobbit stopped him. Now, his master, Morgoth, the Black Enemy is returned, according to your companions. We can only hope a hobbit could stop him and perhaps that'll be you, Master Burgins." Celeborn replied to the Hobbit. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/CluckmanTheDerp/74.png" name="CluckmanTheDerp"]13527980[/user]

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"I'm sorry, Thoruk. Th-there was nothing you could do." Marco supported the dwarf.

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The gate broke open and a small cleft revealed a darkness beyond into the deeps....

Moria.

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Ha'zi, Cardiloc and Dimitri would awake a couple of hours after the sun rose. Sleep had been good and they had enough rest to continue with their journey.

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''That's awfully specific, Butter.'' Deslan took a chug at the ale while he opened the book with his left hand.
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"A mistake, generally speaking, is a choice that turns out to be wrong. It could be something you decide to do on your own initiative that you later regret A mistake is wrong because the outcome is found to be wrong. Mistakes are made when a free choice is made, and later called "mistakes" when they score badly in the context of the goal of determining a particular answer, or else they simply turn out to be bad choices in some later assessment."

"Errors, on the other hand, are made with reference to some ideal code, model, or set of rules that would have dictated a different action. The action was wrong because it was different from the "right" or normal one under the circumstances." He would say, his voice being very informative.
 
Ha'zi's dreams were filled with the Haradrim boy training his very own Mumakil, enacting out each step he got to while reading. He woke up to a bright day after the last step, and slowly got up and moved his arms. Ha'zi walked over to Card's tent and tried waking him up, "Hey, Cardiloc," he yawned, "it's, mmm, morning..." [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user]
 
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"Dawn already... give me a moment." He yawned, and headed outside. Once Dimitri was outside as well he spoke. "Lets head out then..." Cardiloc informed the others, he ran over to a clearing away from them and transformed. A giant fire drake turned towards them and beckoned them aboard. "I'll fly to the capital of Dunland, it's called Dun Larach. After that my home is half a hundred leagues or so from here, I'd judge. Where the Isen and Adorn meet, that journey should only take 2 hours." Once they were aboard the dragon took up and flew off. " It'd be best if I transform back a few miles from Dun Larach to avoid suspicion, what do you two think?"
 
Sigeric stood up from the ground, catching his breath. What an ingrate. One would thing that the beast would be smart enough to not bite the hand that feeds it. He moved closer to the horse, watching its movements. This was probably a lost cause.
 
The dwarf, supported by his friends felt nothing but anger, not even sadness. "I should had come earlier... it just took me too long" he says to himself. "I-I could have saved him." he shouts looking towards what probably are his fathers bones. Walking closer he sees something next to the cache, an axe, but not just a random axe, he picks it up and gets the dust off of it. " this is..." he says as he realises he's holding his fathers axe in hand. "No doubt, this was his axe." the migthy dwarf says, looking at the golden face on the axe. "I will slay every last orc, every creature and at last..."
he pauses "the last one will be Morgoth himself" Thoruk says, glancing at his fathers axe.
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