"Here he is," he told to Thoruk. "Seems he has healed, can't say the same for this one." he says as he points towards Eonwe. Seems like he will be sleeping until the next Age. Should we try to wake him up? We can all go together and get drinks."
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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)
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Niether of them was around. People shuffled about, almost ignoring his existence, and went back to their daily chores. Cardiloc spotted a bucket of water with a tap being used by one of the people there, collecting water within a small brown mug. There were some weird looking foods across the table that they seemed to be consuming. Some were clearly vegetables or fruits and there was little meat with the exception of some muddy brown soup that actually smelt rather good.
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Cardiloc first searched for a mug, gazing around the room.
He found one nearby on the table.
"Need any help?" Someone asked Cardiloc. It was a young man sitting across the table from him. He had the black hair of Numenor and fair skin.
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"Need any help?" Someone asked Cardiloc. It was a young man sitting across the table from him. He had the black hair of Numenor and fair skin.
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“I was just looking for a mug.” He explained to the young man. “My makes Card, though I suppose you caught onto that when everyone was staring at me when I met Berethor.” He spoke the name with some distaste.
"Here," He passed the mug to him. In it was some murky water filled with leaves. "It's tea." The man explained. "Endo."
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“Oh I was looking for an empty mug.” Card explained, not liking the look of this ‘tea’. “Are there any on the table.”
"Man, are you blind or somefin'?" There were a couple dirty empty cups laying about. Endo had given him the cleanest one which just happened to contain tea.
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Cardiloc shrugged, taking one of the dirty cups which the DM had failed to specify were there. He then left Endo and filled up his cup with water.
Thoruk looks at Eonwe "Hm wondering how he's still alive, but glad he is, one more in our rows." Thoruk mumbles before turning towards Marco. "Aye, glad he's well." he says before thinking "Aye let's try it, can't realy think of something bad that could happen" as he shakes the boys shoulder and rather quietly asks "Marco? Ya awake lad?"
The water was musky and smelt queer yet it was what everyone seemed to be drinking. Cardiloc was alone there, a stranger amidst a group of people who seemed to know him in some way or another yet others acted like he was alien to them. What was he even doing here? Homesickness crept into his heart.
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Thoruk felt something as he touched Marco. Heat. Immense heat transferred through Thoruk's fingertips and burnt him slightly. He had to let go. There was no response from Marco, the man remained still with only the light upheavals of his chest indicating any life.
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Thoruk felt something as he touched Marco. Heat. Immense heat transferred through Thoruk's fingertips and burnt him slightly. He had to let go. There was no response from Marco, the man remained still with only the light upheavals of his chest indicating any life.
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"Aye... don't think he'll wake up soon. Atleast he's in good hands." Thoruk says to Arandil. "I'm ready when you are lad." he adds, waiting if Arandil had something more to do.
"Could you not seek aid from your kin? Surely the Eldar of Valinor or the Maia would come to your aid. All would gladly aid a Son of Divine Tulkas." Dimitri replied.
Telimekhtar almost laughed. "My kin are dead. All that's left are slaves who worship the Elder King. I am branded a traitor like my father before me. I have only one who can aid me and she is far away. Too far for my powers to reach her. All I can do is delay the inevitable..." He opened up the armor surrounding his knees and revealed a deep gash where Celeborn had stabbed him with the Maia blade.
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He takes a deep breath, then goes to slowly stand and speak. "King Aragorn, and all else who are present, I'd like to apologize for my teammates' beyond idiotic actions, although, frankly, they are out of my control. Seeing as everyone of us is bullshitting for a reason I can not possibly comprehend, I'd like to explain a few things. Is that fine with you?"
"Bullshitting?" Aragorn asked, "Colourful term. Do carry on."
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How had this situation degraded so rapidly? Sigeric wondered this as he attempted to salvage what he could of their reputation. "Don't worry, Ha'zi, I will handle this, if it please His Majesty.
"All was well when we departed from Minas Tirith. Ha'zi was involved with the Savage shifter, but he was no traitor. Neither he nor Iver (nor Daugo, for that matter) were privy to her deceit, and any claim otherwise is false. When we eventually arrived to the valley of Udun, we were fairly confident that all was going well, and went ahead without any obstacle. However, before we knew what was happening, Morgoth's defenses were activated, and we were trapped. Miriel and two other infiltrators revealed themselves to be enemies, and battle began when a large force of hostile Maiar and creatures of darkness arrived to the fray. At some point, Iver and Ha'zi were captured, and some outside force made Ha'zi turn against us.
"Things were bleak until the tide was momentarily turned. Tulkas and Eonwe arrived with their own warriors, and we managed to rout the enemy Maiar. Combat between Tulkas and Sauron himself ensued and was over within minutes, forcing Morgoth himself to come out and face the Vala. They began their duel, and everything was pointing to Tulkas' victory. But then... something happened that we cannot quite explain. It would seem that Sauron was somehow able to stab the Champion from behind, killing him.
"While all this was happening, Morgoth's own shifters took advantage of the oportunity and escaped. I am sure that they were as slaves to him, and that they owe him no allegiance. They look out for their own interests only. In fact, we were able to reach some sort of understanding during the heat of battle; they helped us fight our own rogue Destroyer giant, though he was eventually slain by a hitherto unknown foe, who they know only as Aranel. She made quick work of him.
"All was lost. We retreated as best we could, our forces decimated in large part by the giant known as the Leviathan, similar in sheer devastation to the Behemoth. Iver escaped from Morgoth's dungeons, an experience which understandably has left deep scars. And so, our remnants regrouped in Ithilien, where we found the Leviathan's shifter in a sorry state. He was executed, his power passing on to our comrade Marco.
"That is the story of our expedition to Mordor. None of us betrayed the Free Peoples, and all of us have suffered greatly."
"All was well when we departed from Minas Tirith. Ha'zi was involved with the Savage shifter, but he was no traitor. Neither he nor Iver (nor Daugo, for that matter) were privy to her deceit, and any claim otherwise is false. When we eventually arrived to the valley of Udun, we were fairly confident that all was going well, and went ahead without any obstacle. However, before we knew what was happening, Morgoth's defenses were activated, and we were trapped. Miriel and two other infiltrators revealed themselves to be enemies, and battle began when a large force of hostile Maiar and creatures of darkness arrived to the fray. At some point, Iver and Ha'zi were captured, and some outside force made Ha'zi turn against us.
"Things were bleak until the tide was momentarily turned. Tulkas and Eonwe arrived with their own warriors, and we managed to rout the enemy Maiar. Combat between Tulkas and Sauron himself ensued and was over within minutes, forcing Morgoth himself to come out and face the Vala. They began their duel, and everything was pointing to Tulkas' victory. But then... something happened that we cannot quite explain. It would seem that Sauron was somehow able to stab the Champion from behind, killing him.
"While all this was happening, Morgoth's own shifters took advantage of the oportunity and escaped. I am sure that they were as slaves to him, and that they owe him no allegiance. They look out for their own interests only. In fact, we were able to reach some sort of understanding during the heat of battle; they helped us fight our own rogue Destroyer giant, though he was eventually slain by a hitherto unknown foe, who they know only as Aranel. She made quick work of him.
"All was lost. We retreated as best we could, our forces decimated in large part by the giant known as the Leviathan, similar in sheer devastation to the Behemoth. Iver escaped from Morgoth's dungeons, an experience which understandably has left deep scars. And so, our remnants regrouped in Ithilien, where we found the Leviathan's shifter in a sorry state. He was executed, his power passing on to our comrade Marco.
"That is the story of our expedition to Mordor. None of us betrayed the Free Peoples, and all of us have suffered greatly."
Cardiloc shrugged, drinking the liquid, the dunlending was not one to care about cleanliness especially if he was thirsty. Then he gazed around for a while, this place really was alien and he missed home. Yet that didn't matter, more was at stake than himself, what home did he even have anymore; his purpose was to do good for the people of Middle Earth and his fellow Karoltai, he needed to discover what happened in the older Ha'zi's future.
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Hering would remain silent thought the whole ordeal, nodding to Glorfindel as he finished beating on Iver and took a position nearby He would remain silent thought the brief talking, pointing his sword this way and that before finally speaking up. Clearing his voice he'd say "My king, may I speak?"
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, sir. Who is 'she'?" Dimitri asked. Perhaps it was Nessa, the wife of Tulkas. Or Este the Healer, or maybe even the Griever of the West, Nienna. So many possibilities!