"i think it might be a good idea to stop for the night. We both need rest, especially you." Dimitri said. He tried to find a stick that would be a good walking stick.
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"Right." He stood up, slightly embarrassed. "Well, I'll be setting off then. G'day." He walked outside the hall, suddenly at a loss on what to do, and for once allowed the little man to decide. He had nothing to look forward to, so he might as well fill the void with women. He wandered off, looking for a nearby brothel, but then realized that he had no coin on him. "Shit," he mumbled. No money and no prospects. Without really thinking where to, he started walking around the city in look for somewhere to just rest and clear his mind.
"Whatever" Thoruk grunts at the sight of this trash and starts eating it like he hadn't eaten something in days till nothing of it was left. "Can't believe this was the only thing you could find in your own city but it's alright mate. That'll do for a day for me I guess." Thoruk says before letting out a big burp. "If you're finished, could you lead me to the blacksmith? And please, not to in these bottom levels. The ones up there should've heard from the karoltai and I'd realy need to sharpen my axe." he says, looking at Arandil.
Iver was about to call Ela before a thought stopped him. How could he tell Ela that her brother disappeared without leaving any trace, he called for the servant instead. "Aye, comrade, can you call lady Eldrith please?" he asked the man.
"Don't you fall asleep on me, not yet." Ha'zi grabbed Cardiloc before he dropped and slapped him.
"Stay with me, Card. I have no idea where we are and there could be anything here." He eyed the trees suspiciously.
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Telimekhtar grunted in disapproval but sat himself down at the stump of a tree, getting comfy against it. A trail of blood had been left in his wake, small droplets permeating the soil.
Dimitri found it difficult to search during the night. Mostly due to the lack of illumination since the moonlight could not penetrate this deep into the forest. He heard some noise behind him but it was just Telimekhtar gathering some tinder. After a solid five minutes, he found a stick that seemed stable and large enough for the Son of Tulkas.
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Daugo found himself wandering through the nightlife of Minas Tirith. The gentle slow higher levels, the packed middle levels where robust trade was coming to a halt and residents returned to their homesteads, and the lower levels where the aromas of smoke, sweat, cooking food and shit spread through the Hobbit's nose.
He was almost at a loss for desires when his thoughts were occupied by the recent tragedies. Celeborn was dead. Along with his grandsons and the near entirety of the Noldorin detachment. Karstir and Harros were the only ones he knew that survived and they had returned to Rivendell or so it seemed without even a goodbye. Only Glorfindel remained.
His sons were also on his mind along with Dimitri's apparent capture by that fearsome beast and Cardiloc's disappearance. Iver, Ha'zi and Sigeric were hiding something. He could feel it in his gut. They were up to something. And what of those other Giants? What was happening to Marco? He had been asleep for longer than a fortnight and yet his wounds had healed. Why was he still asleep?
Eru, what had become of them?
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Arandil led Thoruk up to the third level. It was an ardous trek but they eventually reached it. On the way, Thoruk passed the Temple of Aüle where he had prayed before their venture into Mordor. It brought back memories of home and he felt his growing desire to return to Erebor bolster.
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"Who should I say is askin'?" The middle-aged servant asked Iver politely.
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Ha'zi and Sigeric were left alone atop the Citadel. All their comrades had abandoned them seeking out solitude or other respites. Now was the time.
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The doors to Merethrond shut and the King waited for a moment before speaking.
"Seat yourself, Glorfindel."
The elf obliged, hesitating slightly at first. The rangers and guards covered the room like flies and it was obvious he had no choice. Although, if he wanted to he could cut through all of them like slicing through a freshly baked apple pie.
"The Rangers shall train the Karoltai on the Island of Cair Andros. It is a perfect destination considering the lack of civilian life and the military outpost already stationed there. Captain Vardamir shall oversee this. In the meanwhile, you along with a select squadron of volunteers shall track down and bring back one of the Giants. Only one. Alive. I want to question them on their intentions. This affair is to be a private one. See to it that this is not discovered. Do you have any qualms about this?"
"No."
"Then it is settled. All those willing to partake in this mission?" The King asked the Rangers.
"Stay with me, Card. I have no idea where we are and there could be anything here." He eyed the trees suspiciously.
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Telimekhtar grunted in disapproval but sat himself down at the stump of a tree, getting comfy against it. A trail of blood had been left in his wake, small droplets permeating the soil.
Dimitri found it difficult to search during the night. Mostly due to the lack of illumination since the moonlight could not penetrate this deep into the forest. He heard some noise behind him but it was just Telimekhtar gathering some tinder. After a solid five minutes, he found a stick that seemed stable and large enough for the Son of Tulkas.
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Daugo found himself wandering through the nightlife of Minas Tirith. The gentle slow higher levels, the packed middle levels where robust trade was coming to a halt and residents returned to their homesteads, and the lower levels where the aromas of smoke, sweat, cooking food and shit spread through the Hobbit's nose.
He was almost at a loss for desires when his thoughts were occupied by the recent tragedies. Celeborn was dead. Along with his grandsons and the near entirety of the Noldorin detachment. Karstir and Harros were the only ones he knew that survived and they had returned to Rivendell or so it seemed without even a goodbye. Only Glorfindel remained.
His sons were also on his mind along with Dimitri's apparent capture by that fearsome beast and Cardiloc's disappearance. Iver, Ha'zi and Sigeric were hiding something. He could feel it in his gut. They were up to something. And what of those other Giants? What was happening to Marco? He had been asleep for longer than a fortnight and yet his wounds had healed. Why was he still asleep?
Eru, what had become of them?
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Arandil led Thoruk up to the third level. It was an ardous trek but they eventually reached it. On the way, Thoruk passed the Temple of Aüle where he had prayed before their venture into Mordor. It brought back memories of home and he felt his growing desire to return to Erebor bolster.
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"Who should I say is askin'?" The middle-aged servant asked Iver politely.
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Ha'zi and Sigeric were left alone atop the Citadel. All their comrades had abandoned them seeking out solitude or other respites. Now was the time.
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The doors to Merethrond shut and the King waited for a moment before speaking.
"Seat yourself, Glorfindel."
The elf obliged, hesitating slightly at first. The rangers and guards covered the room like flies and it was obvious he had no choice. Although, if he wanted to he could cut through all of them like slicing through a freshly baked apple pie.
"The Rangers shall train the Karoltai on the Island of Cair Andros. It is a perfect destination considering the lack of civilian life and the military outpost already stationed there. Captain Vardamir shall oversee this. In the meanwhile, you along with a select squadron of volunteers shall track down and bring back one of the Giants. Only one. Alive. I want to question them on their intentions. This affair is to be a private one. See to it that this is not discovered. Do you have any qualms about this?"
"No."
"Then it is settled. All those willing to partake in this mission?" The King asked the Rangers.
“Aye...” The dunlending nodded wearily, getting himself up. “It’s just I’ve never transformed into something that large, can’t you just use my power to get out of here?” He looked over at Ha’zi expectantly.
Sure, now was the perfect time for such a conversation. But, infuriatingly alas, Sigeric was either lost in thought or not paying attention to him, or some other thing, for why, well, Ha'zi could not comprehend. "Hey, Sigeric!" He said loudly, figuring that last time his words were probably too quiet for the Dalish man to have heard him. Hopefully he was right. And just for good measure, he waved a hand in the politician's face. "So, again, care for that message I have for you?"
'Indeed, what the fuck has become of us?' he thought, a wispy cloud of depression settling in after a long time in the making. He sat down in a narrow back alley in the lower levels and tried to look at the stars beyond the many lights of the White City. How had he gotten here? It seemed an infinite amount of time and a string of bad choices made by others around him that had landed him in his current position. He remembered his real life --all this seemed almost like a prolonged nightmare-- a near perfect one where he loved and was beloved, he lacked for nothing and the world would definitely be alright should he choose not give a shit about it. Simpler times. Better ones.
If he had been given a choice, he would have had it that none of this had happened. Grudgingly, he admitted that he cared for the likes of Ha'zi, Iver, Sigeric, Cardiloc, Thoruk, Marco, and even Dimtri, once. That Celeborn and the elves had made him a better and wiser person, he had no doubt. However, he would rather he had never met any of them and his old life had resumed, if he could've made it so.
His hand went to his face as a steady stream of tears welled up and cascaded down his cheeks. He wept in silence, alone, and dozed off in this position. He looked almost like a homeless child.
If he had been given a choice, he would have had it that none of this had happened. Grudgingly, he admitted that he cared for the likes of Ha'zi, Iver, Sigeric, Cardiloc, Thoruk, Marco, and even Dimtri, once. That Celeborn and the elves had made him a better and wiser person, he had no doubt. However, he would rather he had never met any of them and his old life had resumed, if he could've made it so.
His hand went to his face as a steady stream of tears welled up and cascaded down his cheeks. He wept in silence, alone, and dozed off in this position. He looked almost like a homeless child.
Ha'zi glanced blankly at the Dunlending.
"No." He said plainly.
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The crowds passed Daugo, no one really paying him attention with the exception of a single little boy who eyed him curiously. He reminded the Hobbit of his son. How many months had it been since he promised to Gully?
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"No." He said plainly.
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The crowds passed Daugo, no one really paying him attention with the exception of a single little boy who eyed him curiously. He reminded the Hobbit of his son. How many months had it been since he promised to Gully?
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“Oh it’s just Berethor told me you copy powers, so I can teleport and move fast? Anyway let’s look for some shelter, work out how to get out of here tomorrow.” Cardiloc reasoned, moving forward.
"The name is not important" Iver said, "tell her that i have news about her son Marco" he continued.
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Sigeric would blink as if coming from a trance and look at Ha'zi. "What is it?" He'd ask the haradrim
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Hering would look around the room for his squad, looking them in the eyes and nodding to them before stepping forward to volunteer, hoping his men would follow suit.
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Hering would look around the room for his squad, looking them in the eyes and nodding to them before stepping forward to volunteer, hoping his men would follow suit.
"Yeah, sure." It's best that Cardiloc not know. Ha'zi followed after him.
Cardiloc saw he had destroyed a huge portion of forest yet the forest spread out endlessly around them. It was a strange forest, in actuality, and some of the flora was unrecognizable to him. Where were they? Huge trees that grew as tall as the sky blocked out the sunlight.
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"G E N E R A L K E N O B I!" "Hi," The boy said standing in place, his head tilted slightly as he fixated on Daugo.
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"Okie." Five minutes later an old woman came out onto the porch of her house. Iver spied Lady Eldrith and she keened her head looking at him and calling out to the little girl in the garden, "Ela, darling. Come inside. It's tea time." Then once the girl was inside, she looked at Iver and asked, "Yes?" The gardener opened the gate slightly but not enough so that he could enter, just enough to see her.
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Lieutenant Tildir, Corporal Pethon and three other men stood out, nodding at Hering. A total of half a dozen rangers including Hering.
The lieutenant stepped forward and asked, "So, when do we leave, sir?"
"Immediately."
Cardiloc saw he had destroyed a huge portion of forest yet the forest spread out endlessly around them. It was a strange forest, in actuality, and some of the flora was unrecognizable to him. Where were they? Huge trees that grew as tall as the sky blocked out the sunlight.
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"Okie." Five minutes later an old woman came out onto the porch of her house. Iver spied Lady Eldrith and she keened her head looking at him and calling out to the little girl in the garden, "Ela, darling. Come inside. It's tea time." Then once the girl was inside, she looked at Iver and asked, "Yes?" The gardener opened the gate slightly but not enough so that he could enter, just enough to see her.
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Lieutenant Tildir, Corporal Pethon and three other men stood out, nodding at Hering. A total of half a dozen rangers including Hering.
The lieutenant stepped forward and asked, "So, when do we leave, sir?"
"Immediately."
"Lady Eldrith, you may remember me as Iver, i joined Marco in the expedition to Mordor. I came to talk with you about your son" He said.
Cardiloc gazed at the endless strip of trees with awe, though nothing remained of it in the endless, barren plains of Enedwaith which stretched out for miles and miles north beyond his home, this must've been what the great forests of that land looked like before the Numenorean's hewed every tree for their own constructions.
"Well, it's a lot more than the small forests east of my home in the Adorn, and I’d rather not trek through it." He nodded to Ha'zi. "We could build a camp where we crashed, get a fire going." The dunlending suggested.
"Well, it's a lot more than the small forests east of my home in the Adorn, and I’d rather not trek through it." He nodded to Ha'zi. "We could build a camp where we crashed, get a fire going." The dunlending suggested.
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Hering would nod and await further orders, if there were none he would leave the room with the rest and get ready for the trip
"Sure. Find some tinder and I'll get us food." With that order given to Card, Ha'zi walked off into the forest.
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Lady Eldrith seemed to wobble on her cane. Her frail body twitched suddenly. "My boy. My Marco. Is he...?" Tears sprung to her eyes as she looked for an answer from Iver.
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Their squadron, a total of six rangers and the elf went directly to the armory. The mission was clearly under Tildir's control, however, the elf seemed to be rouge, doing whatever he chose. He grasped nearly half a dozen weapons from the Citadel armory and merely followed along with them. The other rangers seemed to instantly dislike him from everything they saw but Pethon and Hering had witnessed the fight between the elf and the Iron Hunter. They knew what he was capable of.
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"Hehe," The boy giggled, "I dontch wantcha food. Are ye a small man? 'ne of 'em dwarphs, e'?"
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Lady Eldrith seemed to wobble on her cane. Her frail body twitched suddenly. "My boy. My Marco. Is he...?" Tears sprung to her eyes as she looked for an answer from Iver.
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Their squadron, a total of six rangers and the elf went directly to the armory. The mission was clearly under Tildir's control, however, the elf seemed to be rouge, doing whatever he chose. He grasped nearly half a dozen weapons from the Citadel armory and merely followed along with them. The other rangers seemed to instantly dislike him from everything they saw but Pethon and Hering had witnessed the fight between the elf and the Iron Hunter. They knew what he was capable of.
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"Hehe," The boy giggled, "I dontch wantcha food. Are ye a small man? 'ne of 'em dwarphs, e'?"
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Hering would equip himself with a bow and as many arrows as he could fit in his quiver, alongside that he carried with him a Longsword. Looking over to Glorfindel he would ask "Any pointers for taking one out?"