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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

Mirecyla would call out the cell, having a ghost sensation of flicking Endo off. "You won't even deny it then? That your no better than Morgoth or Sauron? No better than the people who made us as tools and weapons, and now that's what you want to do to us? I knew we werent friends, but I figured you may of been smart. Or are kings nowadays as similar to the snakes they rule?" She'd challenge the king
 
Mirecyla's words fell on deaf ears as the doors shut behind them leaving her alone with Endo.

"I guess they are," The man muttered. "You shouldn't have pissed them off. Now they'll torture us. Or rape us. Or both."

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"Endo you dumb shit don't pretend like this is all my fault. You didn't even say or do anything, besides have you ever been raped before? Actually that doesn't matter, get your ass up and over here, the one thing we have that normal people don't is accelerated healing. So let's start doing shit that normal people can't." She'd curse to the man before starting to bash away at the cells door. Not faltering at the pain.
 
"Is it just me or is she kinda hot?" Iver asked himself after Aranel left. He got up and called for Thoruk "Aye, we need to pick up the gondorian, you coming lad?"
 
As Cardiloc approached the river, he witnessed a small badger waddling along the riverbed. It did not seem to notice him. It was a poor little thing but fat and juicy enough to serve a few hungry mouths.

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"Did you forget?" Endo said, grunting and standing, "I don't heal as you do."

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Iver saw Thoruk playing around with the water and paying little attention to anyone. A fire raged on the eastside of the valley, burning down the forest. Arandil was no where to be seen, presumably back with the supplies. This was a Bard damned mess.

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It would serve as a backup plan, but he didn’t particularly like badger, Card took out his bow, and held it up towards the badger. Slowly he nocked an arrow, then drew the string and released it to let the arrow fly.
 
The arrow flew towards the Badger and hit a rock directly near it. Cardiloc's aim was off. His fingers were shaking and the badger made a run for it with a mewled yelp.

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"Thoruk go and fetch Arandil, ill go and finish what i have started" He said as he slowly walked toward the bat's corpse, hopefully Arandil would start to unload the supplies by the time he would arrive.
 
“Shit.” Card muttered, what was wrong with him today. Grunting he went to retrieve the arrow, sliding it back into his quiver. He moved on to track some more game.
 
Two hours passed and Cardiloc had no luck. Darkness would come soon as the sun fell in the west.

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Sadly, Card found nothing. The day grew grimmer and nightfall came. A small fire alerted him to those he left behind. It seemed they'd sleep hungry.

Everything about this day was horrible.

And the worst had yet to come. How long had it been since his companions had seen him? How would he explain this to Sigeric? To Daugo? To Dimitri? What had happened to them since? Marco? Eonwe? Celeborn? Had they made it back to Gondor? What about Ha'zi? How would he explain any of it...

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In a different timeline...

Vingilote was still afloat in the sky above the voided lands of Middle-Earth. Half of the ship had broken off and collapsed into the abyss whilst the remainder was aflame. In the scraps, a dark-skinned man slowly pulled a piece of shrapnel out of his abdominals and watched the wound smoke and steam. He gasped in pain and cauterized the hole with his finger which exuded a small flame.

Slowly he rose up and stood, grimacing as he glanced at the figure before him. He had watched him this entire time. For some reason, whether it was curiosity or negligence to finish off his prey whilst it was struggling, Beren had not killed him yet.

"I'm sorry," Ha'zi said staring at the muscular youth. He coughed some blood and grit his teeth. "I'm sorry I abandoned you when you needed me. I'm sorry I wasn't much of a father. And I'm sorry," He paused, "For being unable to end your suffering."

A large grin formed on Beren's face. The man started to laugh, a slow loud cackle. "Sorry? Huh?! HAHAHAHAHAH??!?! YOU'RE SORRY?!" Beren took a step towards him, "I cannot accept an apology when there is no need for one, Adar."

Ha'zi raised an eyebrow.

"I thank you. If you hadn't allowed the darkness to take me, I would not have ascended to the peak of power. The pinnacle of my strength. Without your neglectfulness and spiteful abuse, I would not have become the man you see today. Look upon me and bask in my glory, Adar!" Beren's face was wild as he stepped up to Ha'zi.

"I won't leave you this time, Beren. I made that mistake long ago. I shall not make any more. Do what you must. I'm not afraid to die so long as Laurel is safe and you can never harm another soul."

Beren looked almost confused at this statement. "But Adar," He gripped Ha'zi and began to consume him, sucking away Ha'zi's lifeforce. "You have made a mistake. Quite a fatal one at that. You see," He absorbed Ha'zi's power and with that, the combined collections of Ha'zi's memories and every ability he had mimicked over the years all of it flowed like swift tributaries into a great river. "Now I know where my sweetest sister and dearest aunt are."

Ha'zi's face lit up with fear and he gripped his son, "Beren-"

A hand went phased through Ha'zi's chest and out his back, rupturing his spine. A fist held his beating heart and squeezed it until it exploded like a squashed grape, blood oozing everywhere. "Thank you, once again, Adar. You have truly shown me the way. I can never repay this debt." Beren pushed his father's body out into the air. The corpse fell from the ruins of Vingilote and down, disappearing into the Void.

Beren shut his eyes and began to run through the memories of his father; searching for the truth.

"There you are," He said at last.
 
"Ok, now for..." Thoruk was about to try something bigger as everything seemed so peaceful when he got interrupted by Iver. Suddenly all the noises around him got loud again. "Uhm, uh sure, don't know where ya came from but sure." Thoruk would say, slowly standing up, picking up his helmet and following Iver. "The fire... sorry bout that but could you help to stop it before we take off?" Thoruk would ask Iver, knowing that in his bat form he could easily turn out the fire, or atleast he hoped so.
 
Card needed to bring the others food, perhaps if he transformed into an animal, and returned the carcass to the others. He bit on his tongue, and envisioned a boar, small though, only five metres long; he didn’t have a lot of energy left.
 
"Well, this is less than ideal," Daugo thought from inside the toppled giant, wincing as some kind of crossbow punched through his torso in a shower of blood and shredded organs. Thinking quickly, he rolled sideways in an attempt to crawl and then get on his knees --even then, he would be taller than both of his opponents, and he just might save himself. Perhaps he might even rid himself of the ballista with the motion.
 
Arandil had begun unpacking from the corpse of Iver's giant. He had gotten a tad bored but continued to unpack all the shit and supplies they had on that massive ass bat.
 
Whoosh.

Cardiloc's transformation was stunted and couldn't even walk. It wasn't even a boar but rather an ugly pink pig.

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As the Behemoth turned, the earth shook and the Guardian x-box was crushed and obliterated. However, it snagged the lower half of the Behemoth. This combined with the rolling motion resulted in the Behemoth tearing itself in half, its upper half consisting of everything above the mid-abdominals whilst its lower half was left behind stuck in the broken Guardian Giant shell.

As he slowly managed to bring himself up on both hands, Daugo saw something charging towards him. Crap.

Ha'zi reached the Behemoth's chest and saw he was able to land direct hits on Daugo's head and arms from his angling. Yet he would be exposed to any and all counter-attacks.

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Whilst Arandil unpacked, Thoruk groaned and Iver walked off, the forest fire grew larger and larger. It needed to be stopped before it would grow out of control.

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Iver saw that Arandil was unloading their shit from the giant bat, it will take him a while to transform again, so in the meantime he will go and pay a second visit to Penduilas, she and the other shifters deserved to know that Aranel was after them and maybe not that evil after all.
 
Cardiloc got himself out of the nape, why couldn’t he transform properly? Grumbling, he took hold of the pig and started dragging it back to camp.
 
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