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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

”This world was changing. First the orcs were gone. Then elves began to show up in Ithilien. Now there’s talk of giants?” One of the Ithilien Rangers muttered, shaking his head as he led Daugo and Arandil through the forest and back onto the road.

There they met the two Gondorian Regiments. Commander Magath looked worse than hell itself, his face a mixture of fury and exhaustion. Next to him was the Scoutmaster who had a man tied up and bound to the side of his horse. It was the man Daugo and Arandil had been tasked to hunt down, the man they had failed to capture, the Leviathan Shifter. Joplin had long stopped struggling and merely dangled there, pitifully.

There was a screech and a giant bat landed nearby in a clearing towards the edge of the road. Fourteen elves, twenty-nine men and a hobbit were gathered there.

There were some grunts of disapproval, whispers and gestures towards Iver and those on his back including: Sigeric, the armless Ha’zi, Thoruk, Cardiloc and, of course, Marco with his broken cauterized feet.

“We caught this bastard making a run for it by the river. Clearly, the task force over here was slacking. It’s fortunate enough we were there to catch him otherwise who knows how much damage would’ve been done should he escape. Did you capture any prisoners or bring relative evidence to support our case against the return of this bloody relentless enemy to provide for the rest of Middle-Earth?” The Scoutmaster asked the five idiots and the bat.

Celeborn merely remained quiet, Glorfindel was glaring at them, similarly were Harros and Karstir who had visible stares as if they’d slapped Mandos himself in the face.

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They had entered some sort of marsh and had to go around it as the terrain was too hostile for both Giantess’ to cross.

As Mirecyla celebrated, so did many of them. Tytus allowed it, of course. There was need for some celebration and hope. But they were far from free. He knew it in his heart. If they ever hoped to escape their Master, they needed to be careful. But a more pressing matter was the fact that Aranel had returned. Sure. Their friends were together once more. But Aranel was their bane. She’d slaughter them all. Just as she murdered Laurelos two years ago, just as she killed Niel and Ilsa today. This was problematic. Especially the fact that Niel was dead. He kept these thoughts to himself. No need to ruin the mood. But the shadow of Morgoth, Sauron and Aranel loomed over his head like a tall tower in the darkness. He shivered in the cold of the Dagorlad.

Miriel struggled to maintain herself. They’d been running for hours now and she was carrying three wagon fulls of people on her shoulders and in her hands.
”Berethor have you healed?” She asked.

After a pause a distant, “No!” Came back from Mirecyla who was behind her. Then another shout.
“But Equas said he can do it!”

She slowed down. ”Everyone off. She allowed them time to climb down her shoulders, past her hands and unto the moist dirt floor.

Then she laid her Giant form down on the earth, careful to watch for others and her eyes closed. She opened them and willed the nape open. It splurted out with blood and steam allowing her free. She cut herself out and walked over to the others, moving awkwardly at first as her legs adjusted to the ground and held onto Evenis who came to comfort her. Each breath she took was a testament to how much she had exerted herself this day and it fully dawned on her that she had been physically beaten, not once, but twice. By Ha’zi and by Osman. Two damnable beasts. One she somehow had deluded herself into loving and the other she fully hated. At this point they were exchangeable to her.

“Mirecyla, stop and let me down. I can take over for Miriel,” Equas told the Executioner as she caught up with Miriel’s party.

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Cardiloc shifted uncomfortably, they hadn’t exactly achieved their mission but to be fair it had been an ambush. What if the Karoltai returned there? No that would be suicidal. “We were rather busy fighting Morgoths giants, besides there will be evidence soon enough I’d wager.” The dunlending answered the man with a sigh. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
”Arandil, calm your tongue. We’re still civilized.” Magath said to the Lance Corporal, “What I have to ask is why you were lost in the forests? You know better than to distract yourself in such dire situations. I trained you, kid, remember?”

“Did you manage to defeat any of them or were you complete failures like this one?” The Scoutmaster kicked Joplin in the groin, he started to scream through the piece of cloth they had shoved in his mouth. A horrid gargle emanating from it. “And what’s that supposed to mean? The only evidence we have is this thing. And based on what it did to our men we can’t risk bringing it into any populated zones. So, how the hell will we convince Middle-Earth’s folks of this Morgoth-thing if we can’t force this bastard to transform?”

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"Sorry, Captain. I just got lost in my own rage and anger. I wanted to slit his throat, as revenge. I will try to become calmer and restrict myself from even more stupid ,arrogant or dimwitted decisions and thoughts."
Arandil then turned to the scoutmaster.
"Well Scoutmaster, tell us what else we could bring to show the world?This is as good as it gets. We need to find a safe area, not populated and bring the lords of Middle Earth to show them our losses and this foul creature. If you expected we'd get anything better , you were very mistaken." Arandil stared the Scoutmaster directly in the eyes. He despised the man.
"And don't kill him then, I beated him up enough, brute force isn't going to get us fucking nowhere."
Arandil than whispered in Magath's ear."After we show the world the danger, I want this bastard to be tied onto an a wall, so I can personally kill him."
 
“If someone kills the shifter, they can gain their power. Certain abilities beyond the giant include faster healing.” Card eyed the crippled Marco. “You could keep him in Osgiliath, invite the free people’s to witness the exchange of power.” He continued, this may work; but how much time did morgoth need until he had regained his strength? [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
”At the end of this, he’ll die. I swear it.” Magath replied to Arandil.

“Hold on-“ the Scoutmaster turned on Cardiloc, “Do you mean, if we kill him, whoever kills him is able to harness whatever he has?”

A few of the men began to listen.

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“Yes, but I must insist it be Marco here.” He pointed to the crippled Gondorian. “He has travelled with us long, and has proved himself a worthy friend. If we cannot show the exchange of power however perhaps all the Karoltai gathered together can serve as enough proof.”
 
"That's not good," He whispered to Magath.
"These men might be loyal, but I don't trust the Scoutmaster, he hears of this opportunity he will try to take advantage. Take the Giant away now."
He turned to the Scoutmaster. "Indeed , sir. But that's nothing we proud Numenoreans should be talking about, our blood is strong like the old Numenoreans. Besides we need him alive if you were thinking anything."
 
As the group got off him, Iver had an idea. Maybe one of those random Maiar wanker survived, he could beat him and get him as a proof.
When he could he set off, trying to do so in a clear area. He would fly toward where the battle took place, looking for any surviving Maiar and maybe humans and elves.
 
“Iver wait!” Card called after the bat, too late, it seemed it was up to Card to help warn the people’s of middle earth.
 
Arandil approached Card."Well lad, seems , let's go it's best we do not waste time. I fear Melkor will begin to bring back armies, I fear the mighty drakes of the first Age, will soon return. We must warn Middle Earth and unite it."
Arandil then gave him some water and a piece of bread he had from travelling with Daugo.
"Drink, it will be quite a walk until Osgiliath."
 
"Not sure what ya thinking bout lad" Thoruk says to the scoutmaster "but this guy'll be our friends rescue and if you dare to even try to get the power you will have to deal with something you can't deal with." Thoruk preassures the scout as he jumps down from Iver, grabbing his axe in the right hand, but ihe keeps it lowered till the scout would make a false move.
 
"Hey!" Ha'zi spoke, raising his voice. "We still need to talk about Marco here before you all go wandering off." He moves closer to the soldiers and where Joplin is. "I know you all think that we need one of these damn shifters Morgoth owns to be proof to the world He's back. But isn't this evidence enough?" Ha'zi waves his hand to gesture all those gathered. "We went in with around a thousand or so, and are now coming back with less than 50, I'd imagine. Why is that not proof? Why is that not proof to the world something went horribly wrong? That there's something terrible now in Mordor?"

He backs away for a second then talks about Marco. "As Cardiloc said, Marco has been with us since the beginning when we were all forced together as slaves and sent to that Vala-damned prison island for the Karoltai. He's been through all the same shit we have, and possibly even worse. You saw this man being that explosion that went off earlier?" He points to Joplin. "Marco was right next to the Behemoth's explosion, which is even more devastating. Like many of you soldiers, he saw friends be completely annihilated before his very eyes by the same monsters we had to face again today. We went into that island with around 30, gained a 100, then left with just 12 or so. Just 12, including us shifters here today, and including Marco. And if we don't act quickly, he will be dead, just like our friends that passed here today and on that hell of an island. Please, I beg of you, help Marco. He deserves to live. He deserves to get the powers needed to stop his death." [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
"You lot took the words right out of my tongue. We head back now. But... what of Iver? He went back into the hellish valley. It's best the 80 Gondorians left and whatever injured Elves are left are to be taken to Osgiliath now. But some of the Rangers should stay and signal us if Iver returns.
Ill take a horse and ride now with Marco. He is in a dire situation."
 
Ha'zi shakes his head, sighing, and ignores Arandil. Didn't the man just hear what Ha'zi fucking said? Irritated, he waits for what the elves and other soldiers have left to say.
 
“Unite it? Are you sure that’s possible?” Card asked Arandil, raising a brow, he accepted the food and drink nonetheless. “I’m Card by the way, Cardiloc is my full name though.” He shrugged to the Gondorian. He stopped to listen to the haradrim boys speech, he hadn’t spoken to the lad about what had happened. Why was the world so cruel to such an innocent child? He had been lied and manipulated to by that bitch Miriel, no what had she mentioned; her family? Yet Card had a mother too and thanks to her he was one step away from getting her back. At least he’d see his sister Ela soon, safe with Marco’s mother...

He owed a debt to the drunk for that, Joplins power would repay it. But first they had to get back to Osgiliath and any safe ways of transporting then fiend had been ruined by Ivers sudden departure. “We should get moving, keep this cunt in Osgiliath. I’d advise not getting too close.” He warned the other men present, the Dunlending prepared to move out. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
"You know very well that Melkor wishes to whipe out the children of Iluvatar and his creations. If the world realises the Melkor threat has returned in full force, like the old days against the Dark lords, the lands will unite against the common foe. I distrust Harad and Rhun, they might turn to Melkor and Sauron once more. But we can't have Gondor alone fight this war."
 
They all watched Iver take off and fly away. Somewhere in the distance, Equas face-palmed.

“My condolences to your friend, Marco but if this thing, this monster, can be given to someone it should be the King and not some islander.” The Scoutmaster shrugged, “Isn’t that right, Commander?”

“Correct. And even if we use you lot as evidence, which we will be since you’ve mentioned it, why should he receive this man’s power? He isn’t important. It should be given to our strongest warrior who is trained to handle him. I am sorry, but your friend is going to die.” Commander Magath told them.

Marco lay there unconscious, breathing slowly, internally bleeding to death.

There was a standoff between the Gondorians and the Karoltai with the elves between. Celeborn remained silent and so did the pitiful remainder of their regiment. One of the soldiers drew his sword as Thoruk threatened the Scoutmaster.

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As Iver flew away, he saw the mountains of shadow and managed to take flight above them. The Plateau of Gorgoroth spread out beneath him and with his precision he could see movement down on the floor near Morgoth’s fortress.

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“I’m afraid I must insist, we don’t even know how long we can keep him prisoner for. Sooner or later he’s going to escape and we don’t help ourselves by arguing. By what encounter I’ve had with your king he’d do the right thing and save Marcos life. Not lust for a power this man possesses. We get this over with quickly.” He shook his head to the scoutmaster. He turned to Magath. “True there are many here more skilled than my friend, but all of you have little experience about how these powers work. Marco has been with us since the beginning and has as much experience with giants as all my companions, skill with a blade means little as a Karoltai.”
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