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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE BOOK II:​


Ah. Well hello, there my fellow readers. I see you've returned for another installment of ventures into the remote. Well then. Let's begin, shall we?​

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The forest was ablaze with activity.

Soldiers punched one another and threw themselves hungrily in the direction of the Silmaril where the boy Cardiloc had disappeared. In the chaos, a multitude of tumultuous fracas' raged throughout the night. Many of the Ithilien rangers had returned to witness the ensuing fight as Noldo and Dunedain clashed. Celeborn and Glorfindel watched. The former seemed despondent and devoid of any energy whilst the latter appeared even more vexed than previously. His eyes fell upon Dimitri.

The Forochelrim was surrounded by a trio of Gondorians who had all drawn their blades. Nearby lay the fallen soldier who's kneecap had been shattered by the shifter's warhammer. He was screaming. Yet even his voice was drowned out by the chorus of shouts, yells, chants, curses and the myriad of other noises that echoed through the forest.

The moon glinted off Sigeric's Maia blade. Eonwe stood next to the Dalishman oblivious to the weapon as he remained an onlooker to the unfurling mayhem. Nearby stood Daugo, who glimpsed a boot hidden in a bush. Brown leather coated with chunks of blood and grit and dirt and other tidbits that were unidentifiable without further light.

Thoruk found himself viewing the scene next to Arandil. Both had seen the shining gemstone and its effect acted differently on each. Thoruk felt slightly drawn to it but was too exhausted to bother whilst Arandil was completely ensnared by its majesty. Each individual had watched Cardiloc disappear into the forest after being chased by a blur of blue that had appeared directly where Iver had stood. Speaking of which....where was Iver?

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"Hand it over!" Future Ha'zi commanded Cardiloc whilst Iver watched transfixed in time as a blur. The Dalishman was barely able to breathe or move but he could contemplate what was happening even if he could do nothing. Ha'zi was a few paces behind Cardiloc as his future-self and his best friend faced off against one another. Yet he was too focused on something else. The second Silmaril. It had captured his eye the moment it was revealed and now it lay dangled between the fingers of his alternate self. Just there for the taking.


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"Interesting story you got there. Really deep, made me emotional. But, uh, you forgot the part where you handed over that gem to me. So, guess what? Give. Me. It. NOW!" Ha'zi goes to run past Cardiloc and leap, throwing himself at his future self to get the object he deserves.
 
As everyone is seemingly fighting till their death just to get this... stone.. Thoruk keeps starring at it aswell for a while before sitting down on the cold ground, leaning on his fathers axe, listening to the slaugther around him. "This stone... I could carve it into my axe, it would look quite nice for sure..." he thinks, slightly driven to take it. "But that's no reason to kill each other... although we all fought on the same side just a few moments ago, they want to kill each other now..." he thinks as he shakes his head. "Yet again, they're humans, they will never understand what it means to be sons of Durin." he thinks, proud of beeing a dwarf. "You lad?" he says, turning his head slightly towards Arandil "Guess you also want the stone, aye?" he asks, waiting for an answer, listening to the holy sounds of battle and the wind, smoothly howling through the woods, while looking at the moon light, shining through the trees.
 
Arandil understood that this stone's beauty had caused so much chaos, and had corrupted and thrown the Gondorians into chaos. He tried with all his might to restrain himself. Trying to not focus on the fact that all the soldiers' disciplined that they earned in training over years, had vanished to the sight of a gem no bigger than their palms.
But no matter his own discipline he was getting drawn to it. He did not know what to do. He was drawn to it so much, but wanted to report to Magath about a solution to this chaotic mess. Then Thoruk had spoken to him.
"Sadly, it seems I lose control of myself here and there and I get drawn to it as well. I don't know for how long ill be able to restrain myself before I go mad over it. The last thing we want at this damned moment is to be slaughtering each other completely. But it seems inevitable."
"600 Gondorians were sent to this mission, 70 came out of the valley alive, and now there going to die for a stone. I pity the widows and families of these lads."
 
Card glared at future Ha'zi. "You can' t take it from me... it's mine!!!" He shouted at the haradrim man. Then the younger Ha'zi rushed past him and jumped at his older self. Seeing his opportunity, Cardiloc ran off away from the pair.
 
The older version saw his counterpart charging past and knew what was at stake. "You were always a stubborn bastard, weren't you Card?" He said just as the Dunlending turned away. Future Ha'zi's right fist enveloped the Silmaril that he carried whilst his left hand shot up like a speeding horse and yanked the air as Cardiloc made a run for it.

"Not so fast," Cardiloc felt his body immobilize mid-sprint while a few feet away from him Ha'zi who was running in the opposite direction had also frozen in space. Both of them could breathe but barely as the air around them clamped down on their muscles.

"Since you won't part without it..." Future Ha'zi began as Cardiloc felt himself slide backward through the chill night air.
"Then I'll take both it and you."

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"Give... me..." Ha'zi gasped out as his body slowed. All the Haradrim would do was just deathly stare the futureman.
 
"Thoruk, what will we do about him?" Arandil says as he points at Dimitri.
"I fear he will slaughter my comrades uncontrollably, do you have a plan to knock him out or calm him before he get's reckless?"
 
The mighty dwarf turns his head away from the beautiful moonlight glimmering through the trees, towards Dimitri and short after towards Arandil. "Hm?" he says with a rather strange look. "He's able to hold himself back... impressive.." he thinks before starting to talk. "I don't realy know to be honest. But..." he mumbles as he gets up, laying his father's axe onto his shoulder, "let's see what we can do. Although.. knocking him out won't be an easy task, even for me, young lad." he says, looking at Arandil.
 
"This might be a foolish attempt but it's best he is knocked out along with my comrades too. Do you have anything shinny? Something that might glow? These men look like there in a frenzy to find that gem, if we show them anything that glitters at all we might be able to lure them towards it. After they're gone we ease Dimitri and if necessary knock him out."
"We will deal with the gondorians after we deal with Dimitri."
 
"Hm..something shiny you say?" he says, looking around. "That could actually work, but my axes won't glow enaugh and they're no stone by any mean, help me search for something we can take before they start slaughtering each other" as he takes his axe off of his shoulder and walks towards the chaos towards the direction of Dimitri, searching for anything they could use on the ground, waiting for the man to follow him.
 
As Thoruk seems to find nothing but dust he looks towards Arandil who... is picking up some piece of wood? "Are you alright lad?" he asks as he takes his helmet off."
 
Iver watched in horror as a scary event took place, the scary part being Hazi taking the two stones. But it wasn’t because he wanted the stone, no he didn’t want that stupid thing. That stupid, shiny beautiful, hypnotizing......
No, he wanted the stone because….. It was probably magical and that future hazi guy couldn’t have it because something was wrong with him, he was…..
The realization hit Iver stronger the many of the previous nose breaking hits. It was another trickster, they were told that there was more than 1 trickster, and he probably want to get the stone for morgoth.
With rage, desire and desperation Iver tried to act, move or do anything to get closer toward that trickster.
 
"My helmet?" he asks the confused gondorian. "My helmet isn't.." he stops as he looks at his helmet... "Oh how could I forget.. it's made out of mithril, you're a genius man" the dwarf says before turning towards the gondorians. "I'll try to get their attention, can you try and get our friend their to calm down lad?" he asks the gondorian.
 
"Aye" he said. "I can do that, just distract those lunatic long enough till I get Dimitri away. Ill come back and knock them out, mind you we will have to drag them to the hideout.|
 
Iver felt himself move slightly, his body jutting about in a spasm of blue streak just edging towards Future Ha'zi. From Iver's position he could see Cardiloc come to a stop before the apparent trickster and watched as the man gripped his Dunlending friend. Their eyes met. Then both Cardiloc and Future Ha'zi disappeared into a flash of light.

Crack.

Ha'zi fell face first onto the earthen soil where his future-self had stood. Iver's legs crackled underneath him and he spun about, running into a tree and breaking his nose. Again.

In the midst of the fighting, both Karoltai re-appeared. There was no sign of the Silmaril or Cardiloc. Yet everyone seemed to busy attacking one another. Elves fighting men, men fighting men, and so on.

Glorfindel found himself take a step forward but stopped as Celeborn raised his hand without another word, merely watching the entire scene.

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"Then so it shall be" he says, nodding towards Arandil. "AYE, YA BUGGERS, ya wanna have this shiny thing?" he shouts, waving around with his helmet, waiting for their reaction.
 
Iver hit the tree with full force, breaking his nose how predictable and falling to the ground, tears and blood on his face. He cried because he just broke his nose, there was no other reason for him to cry for especially not the stones, his failure at taking them had nothing to do with his tears.
 
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