• Make sure to read the forum rules before creating a new thread or commenting on someone else's thread. The forum rules can be read on this page.

VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

Sigeric stared blankly at the man being carried by Helvion for several moments. Was he dead? No, he seemed to be breathing. He seemed rather familiar, but... It finally registered. Sigeric felt a wave of contradictory emotions pass over him: relief at finding Cardiloc alive, confusion as to where he had been and why he had just now been found, bitterness at their failure to find him sooner. But below it all, Sigeric felt a strange sense of anger. For the past eleven months, he had been led to believe that he had failed Cardiloc back in Ithilien. That the Dunlending could be dead, or worse, and Sigeric was partially responsible. Although this weight was partially lifted, he was left with far more questions than answers. Where in the bloody hell had Cardiloc been? Why had he not returned sooner, or tried to contact them? And the most pressing matter of all, why had he kept a silmaril hidden from them for weeks, months, or even since the island?! Sigeric could demand answers later. Despite this turmoil of emotions, he did his best to keep his composure as usual. "Stay your weapons, he is one of ours. Given what we have all lived through, we shouldn't be surprised by such a turn of events." he said, the hint of a smile appearing on his lips. "I would thank Illuvatar for this, if I still believed he cared about us." He was startled by the ranger from earlier suddenly whispering in his ear. "It took you a while to catch on, did it not?" Sigeric responded. "Tell me, soldier, do you believe in justice? Whoever sent those men does not. They do not plan to allow Glorfindel to reach the city and await trial. That is why we chose to accompany them. If you wish to help, find a way to ensure that his wounds are treated." Sigeric turned back towards Cardiloc and the others.
 
The swordsmen sheathed their blades and turned to Vardamir.

The Captain looked at the Dunlending a second time. "Restrain him as a precaution. He may be in leagues with the enemy. Or worse." This was followed by a, "And all of you, mount up. I want to be at the capital before nightfall!"

Three prisoners. The Serpent Shifter, Glorfindel and Cardiloc. How would this series of events unfold?

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Szucsclan/74.png" name="Szucsclan"]12519458[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/9842Kye/74.png" name="9842Kye"]16315828[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user]
 
She would look at the sewage running out, then grabbing the potato with her hand and taking a bite. "I'm rusty" she'd say after swalloing the piece of potato. She'd sit down, get rid of the hair that had fallen into her face with a slight blow and continue to eat the potato "tmphty" she'd mumble, enjoying it.

--------------

"Oh, so you can... fly? Interesting" he'd say, mostly to himself as he follows them. "Is this some kind of telekinesis?" he'd ask Yellena as he follows them.
 
The voices were right. He must avenge Tulkas. How could he even had denied it? This was heresy, treason! How dare he even think this?! Dimitri felt rage growing in his chest and thought of only one thing: vengeance for Tulkas! 'Teli, if you can hear me, some help would be appreciated!" he shouted. He cut himself a bit, and tried to transform right before they got close to him.
 
"I will, but we must make sure we keep him away from those men." Rambo promised, before he'd ride over to where Glorfindel was.
 
"What's that?" Yellena asked.

Raimen led them towards the southern portion of the forest.

-------------------------------

As she ate her potato, she overheard voices from outside. The clank of hooves and some shouting. There were more guards today. Could that have been to do with all the rumbling? Tamara was not a social creature and spent her time as a reclusive in isolation. Most of the city-folk had been up in arms but she was unsure why.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/KingTraitor/74.png" name="KingTraitor"]13615485[/user]

---------------

Perhaps Arandil should find some.

Knock.

Had Thoruk returned?

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Yiannis123/74.png" name="Yiannis123"]18199471[/user]

-------------

WHOOOSH.

The Dwarf Giant blasted away a couple Maiar but they surged in, many rushing towards him. Unabated by his transformation.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]

------------

As they began riding off, the multitudes of men converging into one large column of riders, squadron zero which possessed Glorfindel kept towards the rear, in accordance with their designation. Rambo noticed the two larger men, the sniveling skinny crossbowman and the pike-bearer glancing at him as he rode to the rear.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user]
 
"And to whom do I owe the pleasure of this unexpected visit?" He would say trying to get an identification before opening the door. He would grab his sword just in case.
 
"BEGONE THOT!" Hering would roar after spitting out the chunk of flesh at the Serpent. Attempting to use his left hand to grab ahold of his throat. Meanwhile he started to press his body violently against the ropes and chair to free himself. Today can determine if Gondor falls, he wouldn't allow it to start on his watch!
 
Ha'zi's gaze lingers on Cardiloc for a moment, until they start to move. He sighs and turns away, his thoughts puzzled by today's events.
 
"The prisoner," He spoke to them. "I'll need to address his wounds, considering you've deigned to ignore my advice." He stated matter of factly to the pair. "I'll need time though, we'll have to ride on after the others once I'm done."
 
"wait whe-" iver tried to say as ororme disappeared.
How could he make a circle on thr ground if he was in the middle of a fucking river. "Fucking orome, fucking memory problems, fucking circle" he mumbled to himself as he looked around, looking for a spot to make a circle out of the water. Once finding it he would make a circle with his wet boot.
 
Dimitri tries to maneuver to be the furtherest from that Mire wazzock. He then takes a swipe at the closest Maia with his hardened claws, grinning grimly and occasionally shouting out for Teli to come join the slaughter in his accented voice.
 
"Flying through using his mind, ya know?" he'd answer. "I couldn't do it that accurate with wind."

--------------

She would finish her potato before slowly peaking around corners, trying to figure out why there where so many guards. "A festival, maybe?" she'd ask herself, trying to hear the guard's conversations to figure out what this was all about.
 
"Food!" Came the reply from outside.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Yiannis123/74.png" name="Yiannis123"]18199471[/user]

----------------

"What the fuck!" Endo exclaimed as Hering went ballistic. He punched the Gondorian in the face and Hering's right eye bruised but he got a hold of Endo's throat.

"Mhhmmmmmmm!!!!" Berethor bite down on his lip as he held in a scream, blood gushed from the rip in his arm whilst he squired on the floor.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DeathValley105/74.png" name="DeathValley105"]15756962[/user]

----------------

"Yeah, sure thing, bub," Furdin said. They continued to ride. Completely ignoring the order.

Ha'zi found himself riding alongside Sigeric, Helvion and the snoring Cardiloc who still managed to remain unconscious amidst a heavy ride.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/UnusualBrit/74.png" name="UnusualBrit"]12700073[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/9842Kye/74.png" name="9842Kye"]16315828[/user] [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Szucsclan/74.png" name="Szucsclan"]12519458[/user]

---------------

After a few minutes, the Trickster re-appeared with a bucketload of items and began to sprinkle them about. Salt around the wet muddy circle, a few puffs of some sort of dust, then ale? Seriously? He spread it around the circle then placed oil over the ale and finally, he snapped his fingers and the circle lit with flames. He turned to Iver and commanded, "Pray to Varda."

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/assassiniv/74.png" name="assassiniv"]14628767[/user]

----------------

It was a massacre. Dimitri cut through dozens of Maiar until he finally saw the boss who stood at the edge of the courtyard starving at the mass graveyard of his own comrades.

"I'll be sure to bestow the same mercy upon your sweet mother. I'm sure her old bones can handle the load." Mineltar whistled.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/DimitriP_13421/74.png" name="DimitriP_13421"]8861015[/user]

----------------

"Don't know. He just..." Yellena stared up.

"Flies." Penduilas finished with a sigh.

Raimen pointed at the forest ahead of them.

"He's sighted something. Let's go." Yellena said.

----------------

As she left her alcove and peeked out on the streets which were filled with soldiers she heard the calls.

"The General Belzagar has assumed command of the city guard. The fourth army shall supplement the garrison. All garrison guards are to work in coordination with fourth army units!" One of the top soldiers was calling out from the battlements on the walls to a legion of summoned soldiers which lined the bottom.

[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/KingTraitor/74.png" name="KingTraitor"]13615485[/user]
 
"Interesting..." Thoruk would think before they seemed to have spoted something. "A'ight" Thoruk would say "Finally some action." he'd think, grabbin a throwing axe, off of his back, ready to face atleast a boar or maybe even a wolf or a bear.

--------------

"More guards?" she would back off, sliding alongside the nearest wall, trying to get back to the sewers. "Let's get up" she'd think, trying to get to the next level of minas tirith to gather more information about what was happening. "Means less guards down here...." she'd think, scratching her head, stopping for a short bit. "Nah" she would think, moving on as she decides against trying to get some more food, whatever was going on here got her interest. Maybe the guards would all go to their garrison? Maybe they would all march out of town soon like they used to? That would be her chance to get even more food without getting caught... yet she has to find out what was going on to be sure of that possibility.
 
Hering would tighten his grip on the Serpents throat, keeping an eye on both him and the armored. Yet strange enough as the man was tightening his grasp he'd start singing... "Almost heaven, West Virginia, Blue Ride Mountains, Shenandoah River. Life is old there, older than the trees..." He'd continue, tightening his grasp more and more. Finally with a high note he'd put his weight on the right side of his body and propel himself forward, brining his left arm down to smash the serpents face into the floor while roaring out the next lyrics. "COUNTRY ROADS, TAKE ME HOME, TO THE PLACE I BELONG!"
 
"What's your rank soldier, and who is your commanding officer?" Rambo demanded angrily, as he rode after the disrespectful soldier.
 
"Aye, 'aybe ya should've told yer wee friends dat! Don't look 'hey took 'uch of a krumpin'!" Dimitri shouted back, picking up one of the bodies. He crushed it in his hand like it was a mere fly, then dropped it. 'Ya gonna make the 'irst move, laddie, or is this 'ere date not gonna happen?"
 
Back
Top