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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

"I shall, milady." He grinned and walked her to the back, blushing all the way. When they arrived at their table, he unlinked himself from her and pulled out a chair for her from the table, bowing, "Your glorious seat, Miriel. It has the divine pleasure of being sat upon by the Lady Miriel." He smirks, trying not laugh, too, at the ridiculousness of this. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
Iver laughed with him, Sig was paranoid. When the trickster asked about the book Iver looked at him for a second. "I have 3 questions before i give it back. If you are willing to answer" Iver said.
 
Miriel cringed as she sat down, "Thank you, my lord. I am most grateful," she smiled as a barkeep came over and asked, "Drinks?" Miriel glanced at Ha'zi.

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"Of course. I am such a willing, reasonable, helpful person. Ask away, Iver-chan!" The Trickster said in a cheery, over the top high pitched feminine voice.

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"Aye, no quiet area here I guess" he says, looking around at the lovely enviroment around him. "I'll need to head out further I guess." he says, taking of his helmet, to enjoy the view even more as he walks along towards what he assumes could be a forest, not to far away. He asks a few men on his way and heads towards where they told him to go.
 
"According to google search, it is the effeminate, baby-like way to speak to one that is admirable who is younger." The Trickster spoke in a monotone drone.

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The shrub forests of Anorien that adorned the foothills of the Ered Nimrais were magnificent, albeit, the fact that most areas had been cut down for harvest during the reign of Denethor II. With King Aragorn many of these forested hills had been preserved by protective laws.

Thoruk found a perfect quiet location inside the closest forest, away from the civilization to the south-east. It was about a thirty-minute walk from the North-road.

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Sigeric read the second prophecy of Mandos with growing concern. If this prophecy was true... then what hope could they have of defeating the Enemy in Mordor? In his mind's eye, Sigeric saw his recurring vision, as his giant was struck down by a dark figure whom he could only assume to be Morgoth himself. Was the prophecy of Mandos inevitable? Would their journey to Mordor be in vain? Sigeric quickly closed the book, and stood up. He left the garden, and began the climb back through the city streets towards the barracks. He needed answers. Perhaps Lord Celeborn would be willing to speak with him.
 
"I wont even ask you who the fck is that google guy" Iver said and continued. "Is the information in the book I "borrowed" from your library real?"
 
Sigeric found the King's Barracks and saw many Gondorians loitering around it, chatting, practicing weapon moves or just sitting about and resting as the sun was setting. No elves could be found.

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"Of course," the Trickster answered, dryly, "And so is this," he snapped his fingers and the book disappeared.

"Now, I have to go. You have two questions left. Or one, if I'm generous." He laughed.

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"This should do" he says as he puts down his helmet onto the soft layer of grass and moss. He rams his axe into the soft ground between two trees and starts to create a small blow of wind, with only one finger of each hand, but yet enaugh power put into these two for it to work.
 
Ha'zi suddenly had a panic attack as he had no idea what was being served here or if it was appropriate. Trying to continue the goofy act, he replies, "What is the selection of drinks in this fine establishment?" [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
A ball of air condensed around Thoruk's hands and exploded, sending him crashing onto the floor. Why did it fail?

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"Whiskey, red wine, beer, ale, cognac, stroodle's poodle, 'Smaug's Breath' a Dalish delight, and other specialties include 'Tower Downer's', 'Pipe Bilge' and 'Tropical Anor'." The Waiter rapped out.

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"One or two last question heh, lemme think about it for a sec" Iver said clearing his mind.
His main goal was to kill manwe and Morgoth, "what are the weapons that are capable of killing the valar really easily and how do we find and use them" Iver asked the trickster, hoping for him to answer this question.
 
Dimitri quickly hid his hand and turned to Daugo, "Nothing! Mind your own damn business!" He slammed the door in the Hobbit's face.

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"Can't tell you that," The Trickster waved his hand.

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Oh shoot. He had no idea what any of that nonsense meant, but Ha'zi assumed that it was all alcoholic drinks. Maybe Miriel would know. "Hm, I need to think of what I will get, they all sound so good. Miriel, what do you think you will order?" He asks. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
"You are in no place to bargain with me Iver." The Trickster said and the room became visibly gloomier, the candlelight flickering and the shadows drawing nearer. The Trickster's eyes became dark but he slowly calmed down and spoke, with his ordinary high-rapped voice, "I will allow you one last question. Out of my respect for you and how similar we are,"

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"I'll take a Tropical Anor," Miriel said to the barkeep and turned to Ha'zi, mouthing the words, 'I have no idea what I am doing either.' with a smile.

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"Uff" he grumbles as he stands up. "That was one hell of a fail." he says as he looks at his hands. "Maybe the air had no target in particular and that's why it exploded in my hands?" he thinks. "But what if I just hesitated to much?" a few questions go through Thoruk's head before he tries another atempt, he uses two fingers of each hand and tries to lead the wind into the direction of a tree to his right by simply moving his hands into the direction of the tree while aiming at it when he feels a certain amount of energy in his hands. "Let's see what'll happen, aye."
 
The wind pattered along Thoruk's hand, much less destructively, and hit the tree. A leaf fell. Too little force.

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"Hm.. progress, but this time it's to weak." he sits down for a few seconds and enjoys the sheer endless forest sight. "Let's try it with a bit more force, he aims for the same tree again but this time he uses both of his hands at their full potential. "This'll hopefully be enaugh" he thinks as he leads the felt energy towards the tree.
 
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