Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141102040650/@comment-25344655-20141102151613

Glosur had just got done with a first meeting between the free-peoples and the green dwarves. They were a reasonable folk that enjoyed the forest lands to the south. They were a very light-hearted people that had delved in the mountains and jungles of the south since ages long forgotten. They had even sent 500 dwarves to help escort Glosur back to his realm in the White Mountains. But just as he was settling back in his home, he got a raven from Erebor that Rhovanion was under siege from the Easterlings! Glosur couldn't spare any men from the White Mountains, but he sent a group of one-thousand from the Grey Mountains to help. He had to get to the Silver dwarves in the North to set up diplomatic relations.

Months later

The fight to defend Rhovanion was going well, and he had just entered Forodwaith in search of the Silver dwarves. When he finally found the kingdom he was shocked, Wargs and Orcs and other crazy beings were serving under the Dwarves command, he smiled a bit, and walked into the room...