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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

Hering would look at the projectiles, picking one up and turning it around if available or allowed to. He'd glance at Erchirion as he stood up and requested to speak. Perhaps he should see the runt who will probably rot down in the dungeon if he had any second thoughts.
 
"I'll be serving as second-in-command. Each specific team shall have a commanding officer whether this is Galador or Hering," Lieutenant Tildir stated matter-of-factly.

"Any further questions?" He asked them all.

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Iver sighed, well it seems he will have to just slaughter them all if he ever wanted to delete this memory, Iver thought to himself. However,e he soon realized that the plan was flawed due to the fact that the shifters kept the memories when the powers transferred.
"The name is Iver and i came here to warn you"
 
Ha'zi and the Warrior simultaneously screamed, a sound that would have been terrifying to most people- only most because all those gathered have probably heard Iver in and out of his Flying form. His skin boiled, his body overheated, his bones were melting. It was a disgusting and monstrous thing, and Ha'zi barely had a moment to consider why the hell Daugo would ever do this.

What he was able to consider, though, was survival. So, as his last attempt, his focus went straight to the idea of Sigeric; a rather cold, somewhat harsh individual these days. He imagined the Dalishman's protective and commanding ability helping him here- somehow he rarely ever attempted. But it would have to do, it was all he could do, really, against this insane hobbit.
 
Cardiloc followed after Aranel, stopping when they were away from everyone. "Aranel, I get you want to keep her safe, so do I. But I don't think theres any safety for her, not now, Beren killed Ha'zi, and he's had my powers for a long time. He can get to us, no matter what time we're in, so we need to find a way to stop him. What I suggest we do is head to Minas Tirith, explain the situation to the other Karoltai, then look for the rest of these..." Cardiloc produced his Silmaril, though not without trouble from the Dunlending, it was precious to him.

"Ha'zi explained to me, these Silmarils, they can kill powerful things, maybe even a Valar, and maybe even Beren, it might just kill that void monster too. Ha'zi found the other two in his own timeline, so we just have to find the two other Silmaril in my time, then we create a weapon or something, and we can kill Beren, and that monster too. We can still save, this world. We can bring Laurel with us, between the pair of us, we can protect her, Endo should come with us as well since he can sense things; he could help us if Beren attacks. Berethor can come with us as well if we wants. Do you, know, where the other two Silmarils can be found?" He asked Aranel hesitantly.
 
The shield was buffeted by the darts and Dimitri felt it weighing heavily as a few more smacked into it. Telimekhtar backed up. An obsidian dart pierced through the shield, breaking the wood.

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"Good." Tildir wound point at the weapons. They were out of reach for the moment.

"From what I've been told, these," He picked up a spear with a satchel tied around it. "Be careful with these. Keep them away from torches or flames. They're filled with powder that burns and flares. It does major damage to anything it hooks onto. We'll practice throwing and lighting them soon enough."

He moved on to a pair of small knives. "These are throwable. Spin them and toss, a rope shall hook onto a target and wrap itself around it. These are for hooking and tripping up any running giants. Once you bring them down you can use the spears. They are called boom-nets. The spears are fire-spears. Use them primarily on Giants, boys."

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Ha'zi's roar was drowned out by the flames of the Behemoth as the Warrior Giant exploded in its fire shower. Another explosion sent the Behemoth's head reeling as something formed in the ruins of the Warrior, a large encrusted crystalline shell containing a rather small Haradrim within.

The last of Daugo's energy was exhausted and the Behemoth's skin had all but evaporated. The giant skeleton cracked and slowly began to slide forward, crashing down onto the crystal in one loud WHABAAAAANG.

Daugo found himself sliding down the skeletal skull of the Behemoth Giant, the simmering heat failing to affect him. Directly beneath Daugo was Ha'zi, trapped in the shard of blue material looking up at him. There was clear animosity between the two after that near-death experience.

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Aranel sighed, placing a finger into her pocket and retrieving a shiny glowing gem. "I have the Earth Silmaril. Ha'zi had the Sky. But...Anyway, the answer is no. I promised these people a new life. They will have the choice to do what they like. And Ha'zi entrusted Laurel to me. I'll take her somewhere safe. Away from this horrible war."

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"Warn us? What about?"

"The fire?" Thule asked.

The three Giants turned to him and out of the nape of one of them, Equas popped out. "We should bring 'im back to Miriel. Maybe he knows about Mirecyla and Endo?"

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"Well, more of the cause of the fi- What?" Iver was about to answer when they asked about the little bitch Mirecyla and Endo. "What happened to them?" He asked, hoping that the answer for Mirecyla would be died a terrible death.
 
"Well, they were-" Equas stopped when someone yelled at him.

"Don't tell him." It was Garath. "He's not one of us. He's working with the ones who took Endo and Mirecy." Iver felt something probing his mind. "Take him. Now."

Suddenly, one of the closer ones reached out to grab Iver.

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"Wait what?" Iver asked confused and jumped aside. "Woah there, lets not get touchy" He said and grabbed his frying pan, ready to smack those who want to grab em.
 
“Aranel, there is no peace from war, your war, it’s coming to us. Soon, Morgoth will be regaining his strength in Mordor, and we’ll have Beren hunting us, if we kill Morgoth we’ll have that beast to deal with as well. We need to find the sky Silmaril, do you know where it is? The only safety Laurel has is with you and me, but she’ll need more than that, she needs a Silmaril. Now, we find it, wherever it is. And we can kill Beren.” Cardiloc attempted to persuade Aranel.
 
"Stop." Thule spoke. "We're civilized." She turned to Iver and offered her hand to him. "Please, come with us. We can talk someplace nicer than this," She glanced at the destroyed forest.

Garath was about to say something but kept quiet.

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Aranel shook her head. "No. No. No. I'm not bringing Laurel into this. I can protect her. With Ha'zi dead, I'm the most powerful person in Middle-Earth. And anyway, the Sky Silmaril would be with Earendil. I assume. We found him when Eonwe tried to reach his girlfriend or something. You'll need Eonwe to locate it. I'm not giving up the Earth Silmaril. Ha'zi gave it to me and I won't betray his trust."

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“You’ll need me with her, if Beren ever finds you, you need to escape and quickly. But I need to find the sky Silmaril, all we need to do is to find Eonwe in Minas Tirith, then look for this Earendil. We get the sky Silmaril then we can make this weapon. We’ll be able to kill Beren, and she’ll be safe. I need you to work with me Aranel,” Card pleaded desperately.
 
"The knives appear like we need to be very close to the Giants. If they are anything like the one in the dungeons then how will we counter their magic?" Hering would ask
 
"Now the hard part..." Thoruk concentrates what was left of his power to push a large amount of water into the direction of the burning trees with as much force as possible.
 
Now, if Ha'zi was a reasonable person, he'd spend some time brooding, calming down, thinking over Daugo's actions, and probably come to terms with it eventually. If, that is; for Ha'zi certainly was not that, as he still had this sense of cockiness and was quick to anger, even after all this time. Although you could very well argue that what he would do next was reasonable, this was just basic Ha'zi melodrama.

Through a combination of impatient tinkering and the subsequent lightning blasts the crystal received due to his impatience, the Haradrim freed himself from his last-second shelter, shooting the gem ceiling right off. If Daugo cared to look, he could practically see a storm raging from the Haradrim as his eyes were reflecting madness while he swiftly climbed up the hollowed Behemoth corpse. It was clear that things between the two were about to get incredibly heated.
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Sigeric, on the other hand, managed to eventually get to the surface. Soon he'd see the grotesque sight of the Behemoth and Warrior... or whatever was left of them. Instantly worried of their worrisome predicament, he waved over to the Black Ranger onlookers in a concerned fashion.
 
Daugo brushed some ashes off his charred clothes, looking from the ruin of his giant at the scarred battleground of Cair Andros. He couldn't see Ha'zi at first, which gave him a pang of worry (he didn't mean to scorch the kid off the face of Middle-Earth, in any case), but soon a flurry of movement below gave away the boy's position... and there was murder in his eyes.
"Ho there Haz," he said in as loud a voice as he could muster, "you alright?" Because, after all, Daugo was a perfectly reasonable person and could move past his momentary anger.
 
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