Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-26116279-20150329163844/@comment-66.66.80.123-20150409234726

As Aradolth stands on a rock, visualizing the army that he, Rome, and Thrain have amassed, he sees something in the trees. It was a flash of silver light. "Aradolthhhh" said the forest. "What! Who said that?! Why am i being talked to by a forest?!" replied Aradolth. "Come to me, Lord of Gondolin, and let me show you the future" said the voice. Lord of Gondolin? thought Aradolth. No one had called him by that title for an age, accept Sauron's minions, which was out of mockery. Knowing that whatever was creating the voice must be very ancient, Aradolth and 20 of his men followed the voice, deeper into the Darkness of Mirkwood....