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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

"Card, tell them to get away from me please." Ha'zi backed away, and tightned his grip on the bow, string still taut.
 
Iver was shocked to see the trickster, especially when Thoruk and marco acted like he wasnt there. But then he remembered that he saw Vlad for a few days, so seeing the trickster for few minutes wasnt that bad.
Iver screeched and grabbed thoruk, they had no time to spend on hopeless and useless tasks. With Thoruk and marco on his back he started running outside the city and started flying toward dale. As he fly he would look for either Sigric on the ground or the giant eagles in the sky.
 
"I've spent more than three years as a damn slave, so forgive my lack of knowledge kinsmen." Cardilocs explained. "Ha'zi put your bow away." He warned the boy pleadingly.
 
"I swear by Durin's beard, it's gotta be he- AYE IVER, STOP DAT LAD!" He turned around to the Flying Giant, eyes burning with shock and hatred, "WHAT ARE YE DOING? I need to get the crown!" The dwarf starts thrashing in Iver's claws.
 
Ha'zi lowers his bow slowly, arrow still knocked. "Fine," he grumbles, and glares at the other Dunlendings. "Don't try anything."
 
"It isn't the most impressive bridge I've seen by any stretch, but I suppose that I could tolerate walking upon it." Sigeric said, looking down at the man. "Tell me, on whose authority do you guard this bridge?"
 
Iver dropped the dwarf and used his claw to write down on the wall "Throne room, get on" and waited for Thoruk to get on his back.
 
As the confused dwarf turned around Iver took him and hit the wall with his head, trying to knock him out. If he managed to do so he would start hes travel toward Dale Erebor.
 
As he watched his sister die a sudden anger lit within him, not from her death or from the Guardians trying to stop them, but that this will possibly go the same as his last task. Who knows how many we will loose? Then we have to deal with the humanoids? Who knows how many we'll loose by them. Focusing on the battle he saw that one of the Guardians was charging him with his Maiar Blade, using his extra speed Pyrus would swing his Warhammer at the hips of the Maiar looking for a symbol to see who he represented.
 
"By the Elven Lord Celeborn and the King Thranduil of Greenwood the Great!" The man huffed out to Sigeric, obviously proud. "Now, pay the toll price?" The man's hand extended and awaited the fee...

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Grimnir found neither mithril nor the crown of stars. The throne room was empty but for a few dwarven skeletons. What would he do?

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As Iver knocked out Thoruk, the Trickster followed, "Oh damn. I mean, I already thought he had brain damage but that surely must have given him some. You need to calm down, Iver," he said, seductively tracing his hand along Iver's bat form's armpit, then rubbing his fingers under it, tickling the Dalishman before mounting him, sitting behind Marco.

"Giddyup, batboy." The Trickster said, kicking Iver's ass and instigating for him to fly.

Thoruk was knocked out on the floor. Some blood dripping from a crack in his skull. Iver really didn't know his own strength. The wound was healing of course but it still hurt like a bitch and Thoruk would be pissed when he'd awake.

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"Huh? Slave? What're ya talking about fella?" The Dunlending let go of Cardiloc and straightened up, putting the knife back in his fur-belt."

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The Guardian bore the emblem of Ulmo and was struck by the warhammer and reeled back. He grasped his chest and attempted to stand, still holding the Maiar-blade and facing off against Pyrus.
"Die enemy of the West!" The Guardian shouted valiantly and rushed Pyrus with unseen speed, at his feet was a torrent of water which appeared out of the Earth and shot into Pyrus' eyes blinding him as the Guardian beared down upon him.

He could hear screams in the background and the sound of explosions. What was happening?

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"Damned bastards captured me while I was hunting near the Adorn, I spent months at sea and years on this horrible island. They were going to sell me to the highest bidder, but the crew on the ship; Ha'zi and Dimitri rebeleld against the slavers. They have proved themselves multiple times fierce warriors. Who runs things around here if the Chieftain is slain? " Cardiloc inquired to the Dunlending.
 
Iver grabbed the knocked out dwarf and placed em in front of marco. The trickster was annoying but he would fade away eventually..... He hoped so. He went outside and start his flight, watching for any eagles that might live in the area.
 
"Celeborn and Thranduil are recruiting Men to manage a toll bridge in the middle of the Anduin Vales?" Sigeric examined the man's attire, looking for any sign of actual professionalism. "I've met Celeborn, and he does not seem like the type to be interested in such a thing. I had assumed that these lands were the domain of the Beornings." Sigeric decided that he really did not care whether the man had any rightful authority. He simply wanted to pass. "It appears that you have forgotten to specify the amount of the toll. How much do I owe you?"
 
"The Enedwaithrim tribes took over and killed the Chieftan's family. They split the town and now we're their slaves. It seems you got freedom only to return to slavery." The Dunlending said to Cardiloc.

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"You've got a real bony behind," The Trickster said, slapping Iver's ass, "Wonder what else is bony..." Another voice droned in, "Iver, let's drop Thoruk and try to catch him mid-air." It was Vlad. Vlad was back and he was also riding Iver.

There were no eagles to be seen.

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"How much ya got?" The man sneered, giving him the 'pay up' sign. Behind him another one appeared and behind Sigeric one seemed to be flanking him.

A man dressed in brown robes passed by Sigeric, bird poop in his hair and clutching a brown staff, "Pay the fee, pay it or the mushrooms will get ya..." The man said, letting out a fume of pipeweed in the direction of Sigeric.

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Ha'zi's face got worried and conflicted at these details. "Card.. how are we supposed to rally them now? Shouldn't we just move on?" They really didn't have time to hold an uprising when the apocalypse is going on.
 
"The mushrooms...?" Sigeric glanced at the traveler. The old man was obviously mad. He turned back to the brute who was guarding the bridge. He dropped a golden coin into the man's hand, and made a gesture for him to move aside.
 
"Thanks for not... killing us. We appreciate the gesture, we were going to bring tidings to the chieftain about the return of an ancient evil; the Dark Lord Morgoth whom is the master of Sauron himself... He must be defeated otherwise he will destroy Middle Earth itself. We need as many warriors as possible to fight him." Cardiloc nodded to the Dunlending, he turned to Ha'zi. "We should head south then." He informed both the Haradrim and Dimitri, setting out immediately.
 
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