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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

"he is not willing to come with us and i dont think that we can just kidnap a behemoth. Maybe we just need to warn him about those guys who grabbed enowe" He said. "Daugo, just so you know the Sarge's house is empty and there is a group of burning guys that chase us" Iver said as he started walking toward the gate
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"He's too powerful for us to leave behind. We must bring him with us at all costs." Sigeric said. He would not allow the Halfling to abandon his duty so easily. The Behemoth Giant was the most powerful by far, and Daugo could not neglect his obligation to stopping Morgoth for such selfish reasons. They were all responsible for his release from the void, and they were the only ones with the power and the knowledge to impede him. "We are bringing him with us, by force if need be."
 
With a move that shows some degree of talent, Dimitri rides by Daugo and picks him up, putting him on his saddle before starting on the long journey to Rivendell. Dimitri loudly sings the songs of the Forochelrim as he rides off, hoping to wake up Bree. He keeps Daugo in the saddle by grabbing him. "Try leaving and they get their skulls split." Dimitri whispers.
 
"LET GO," says Daugo, squirming like a caught piglet. "YOU BASTARD, TAKE ME BACK. THEY'LL THINK I ABANDONED THEM AGAIN. RARRRRGH!!!"
He bites, kicks, flails and struggles for awhile, until his limbs are tired and his mood black.

"You will regret this."
 
"If we don't stop Morgoth, they will be killed, by an orc, evil man, or worse. If you love them, then you would gladly put aside what you want so that they might live. You have a critical role to play." Dimitri replied. "Now stop arguing over saving your family's life."
 
Grimnir jumps on the first horse he can find, and rides after Dimitri, with his Newly forged Axe in hand, he speeds up behind the two.
 
Daugo gives him the stink eye but apparently acquiesces. "You're... you're right. But you didn't even let me say goodbye..."

Surely he sees reason?
 
"Perhaps its best if you didn't. Saying good bye so soon after saying hello again... not exactly the best move." Dimitri replies. "Sigeric, can you handle the gate?"
 
Grimnir finds no boars within sight. Now he has to settle for a stinking pony unless he can sprint as fast as the horses.

Sigeric found the gate-guard asleep. The keys precariously dangling from his hand.

""Good, I'll join you, but I won't hear what you have to say, just for the sake to get north fast." Thoruk says heading over to Ha'zi and attempting to mount the pony, sitting behind the boy. Ha'zi knew a thing about riding animals. His father had taught him how to ride camels in Near Harad's deserts. This didn't seem so different.

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Cardiloc chose a horse, and got on it. He looked nervous and in a hurry to get out of Bree. "We should go... soon." He advised Dimitri.
 
Ha'zi smiled as the dwarf got on his pony. It'll be nice to have a friend riding with him. He lightly kicks his heels and starts having the pony ride forward to the gate.
 
Sigeric cautiously plucked the keys out of the guard's hand, careful not to rattle them. He watched the guard's face, ready to knock him unconscious with a metal gauntlet if he were to wake up.
 
The gate-guard yawned and continued to slumber.

"Let's go! They're leaving." Marco said to Iver as he mounted one of Ha'zi's horses and trotted off behind them.

The streets of Bree were becoming crowded as people started to awake and go outside to see what all the fuss was about. The Prancing Pony was where a lot of the citizens had gathered to stare at the strange scorch marks on the street floor. Obviously, some hooligan had done this, yet, the encryptions were incredibly detailed and beautifully drawn. It couldn't be some random vagabond.

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Deslan turned around and caught the plunging wolf with his metal arm, driving the chainsawrd deep into the lupine flesh. Brief howls of pain startled the wolf, as did the man with a loud stick of hurt charging at them.
 
"My homeland." Sigeric responded, quietly opening the gate and climbing onto his own horse. "Eonwe wanted us to rally the peoples of Middle-Earth. I shall convince the King to lend his troops to our cause, and ride south to Mordor."
 
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