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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

Sigeric saw a far different man than King Brand. A scrawny fellow with a toothpick in his mouth, sitting righteously on the throne. He had light brown hair, fair skin, had rather feminine looking facial features with high cheekbones and reddened lips. He was far from the image of tough, muscular King Brand in his battle armour, ahorse a destrier covered in mail armour.

"Of course we're raising taxes, Marge! How else would I pay for my extracurricular, highly important projects?! Off with yourself." He made shooing hands and an old fat woman waddled past Sigeric mumbling about how much of a 'cunts worth' the man was.

"You?" He noticed Sigeric, "Whaddya want?! SPEAK OR DIE!" He shouted at Sigeric, startling him before chuckling, "I'm joking!" He laughed, "You don't have to speak."

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Iver and Marco made it to the hall when they saw a familiar figure stride in. A woman grumbled past them.

"Is that Sig?" Marco asked seeing the Dalishman inside the halls.

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"They took her!" Ela screamed, running over to Cardiloc and hugging his legs. "The bad men took mama."

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"They came down from the sky. The fire." She said, pointing at the burnt house. "I don't know. They took her into the sky." She pointed into the dark starry sky, "Don't let them take me!" She held his legs, her face pressed againt his kneecap, tears smudging against them, "I couldn't stop them. I am weak."

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"Dunno if that's a good idea, that guy is-" Marco was cut off by the man on the throne.

"HELLO! SHUT UP OR GET OUT! I'M TALKIN' HERE." None of the guards seemed to move to stop Iver or Marco. One even yawned.

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Sigeric lifted his hand dismissively. "Not now, Iver." He cleared his throat, quite perturbed by this stranger on the throne of Dale. He recalled the face of Prince Bard, who had been a teenager when Sigeric had left. This certainly could not be him. He bowed respectfully, and spoke up. "I have an urgent message for the King of Dale. I have been absent from the kingdom for quite a time. I must confess that I am ignorant as to the name of he who occupies the throne."
 
"Yes, that Morgoth and that was why I had to speak to Dain, I needed to show him something of even greater importance than this." he says as he looks at the lightnings disapearing. "My lord, I'd be gratefull if I could take a rest somewhere, I have a prove that will make you believe this story for sure, but I have no power left..." he says as he crumbles a bit. "My lord... I came the whole way from Gundabad to bring this message to your father, I'd be an honor if you could give me a chance to prove that this is the truth."
 
Pyrus would cock his head to the side upon seeing Eonwe, but something wasn't right. Eonwe wasn't with Morgoth, he was with Tulkas, so who was this? Ignoring him for the time being he would bow and say "My lord, we have returned from the Doors of day with the prisoners intact and the guardians defeated. How shall I be of service next?"
 
The man looked taken aback by this.

"You don't know my name? Well, it's Prince Luincrist the First of Dale, Lord of Ravenhill, Squire of Dain Ironfoot II, Survivor of the Battle of Dale and Brother of," he paused taking a moment to grimace, "King Bard II of Dale." He soured at the name.

"And you can present your urgent message to me," He opened his hand to receive the message, "What's your name anyway, Bubba?" He laughed.

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Thorin considered this. If the dwarf was batshit crazy as he assumed, then his proof would be wack. If he was attempting to jape with Thorin, he would likely run away after this entire ordeal. If he was telling the truth, which was doubtful, then there might be more to this story. It couldn't hurt to let him go. And he was a dwarf after all. Maybe he was tired after journeying from Gundabad. Wait. Gundabad!

"Thoruk Ironbeard, you came from Gundabad? The abandoned fortress? Why were you there?" Thorin asked him.

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Morgoth turned to him and beckoned Pyrus forward.

"Leave the prisoners in my hall." He commanded. The Maia obeyed, stacking the bodies down on the cold obsidian floor.

"Pyrus, well done. I want you to meet my lieutenant. You may have forgotten him. The Valar like to erase the memories of their enemies' deeds. This," he turned to the figure standing next to Morgoth's throne, "Is my lieutenant. Mairon. The admirable. The West called him Sauron, the abominable. You may have forgotten him but he was among Aule's most prized students. He helped you during your early days, though, I doubt you remember it considering Irmo loves to erase the memories of us."

The man who looked like an identical copy of Eonwe offered his hand with a smile, "Hello, Pyrus. Been a long time."

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"Your with me now, look we can't get our mother back yet but we will. She's strong, she'll survive." He promised her, taking her hand and pulling her to her feet. "Let's go, Ha'zi one of my friends shouldn't be far. You met him, he's the one who shouted at me. There's Dimitri as well, you can't stay here Ela so you'd best stick with me. I'll keep you safe." He informed her, leading her away heading back towards Ha'zi. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/9842Kye/74.png" name="9842Kye"]16315828[/user]
 
Ha'zi had stayed put, not wanting to really go anywhere, so he waited for his companions' return. He read his Mumakil guide, hoping to finally finish it. He was on the last few pages when he noticed Cardiloc coming over with a girl who seemed upset. Ha'zi closed the book and approached them, concerned. "What's wrong, Card? Who is she?"
 
"My name is Sigeric, son of Lord Sigmund of Redhaven. I served your father, twenty years ago, before being swept up in a conflict larger than I could imagine. I have returned to Dale to warn you all of the coming Doom that will devour this kingdom, and all of Middle-Earth if we do not stop it. Morgoth, the Dark Enemy, has returned." Sigeric's voice was filled with authority and conviction. "I wish to speak to King Bard in person, to discuss this matter."
 
"Eh marco lets go, ma father Erland said he will get us a meeting with Bard the second later" He said before leaving, heading to his home.
 
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"I traveled there to rescue my father who got captured by the Orcs during a battle about 30 years ago in the north. I know, it's bolt to think he could be alive after that long... the last thing that remained from him was this" he says as he shows of his father's mighty axe. "And my King" he says as he looks into Thorin's eyes,"there is not even a single orc left in this forsaken grave..." he says a bit depressed looking due to the memory of his father's bones lieing around in a cell. "Why are you interested my king?"
 
"He can find his own path now, we should head south to southern Gondor." He suggested to Ha'zi, before turning back to his sister. "Ela, I didn't want you to find out this way, but back up. Ha'zi make sure she isn't too close when I transform." He instructed them both.
 
Ela held onto Cardiloc's hand, whether or not he wanted his hand to be held. She was scared. Alone. And he was the only person she had left. Her eyes were teary and she wiped them, furiously.

"How do we get back mama, Cardiloc? How do I save my mama?" She latched onto him like a snake constricting prey, tightly holding his leg, ignoring his instructions to back up.

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Marco followed Iver out.

"HAHHAHAHAH!! MOOOOOOORGOOOOOTH! The fuck you saying, mate?!" Luincrist laughed ludicrously ((yes I over did that)). "Son of Lord Sigmund!? Hahahah. The son of Lord Sigmund died in the Battle of Dale, I saw him get hit by a rock from an Easterling catapult. Died instantly, arms and guts everywhere. Hahah! Coming doom, whatnot, you're funny. You can leave now, though. I have better things to do. Go, fetch." Luincrist ordered Sigeric, dropping the bombshell that was his brother's death on his head.

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"Your father...captured..." Thorin mumbled, stroking his brown beard and thinking, "Are ye the son of Thrak Ironbeard?" He asked, his scottish accent accentuating each word.

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"We can't right now, she's been taken far away and I fear we won't get her back for a while, but Ela please back off right now when I transform it isn't safe." He ordered her, his tone slightly more strict than before.
 
"O-okay." She mumbled, slowly letting go of Ha'zi and moving a few meters back. She would definitely get hit by the transformation blast.

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