Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141025230340/@comment-25344655-20141030231125

(Make it up :D)

Glosur looked towards Dol Guldur (The direction, not the pace itself.) and he chuckled, did the Necromancer think him a fool? Did the pride of the being know no end? He knew what trailed him, oh yes. But his plan will fall into place soon. Glosur let out a quiet laugh, one that emanated power. He had been training, oh yes he had. The Necromancer had been playing his little card game to long. It was time to act. The power of the dwarves will be unleashed! All of a sudden in every mountain in Middle-earth Horns sounded in the deep. Horns that echoed in the places of Middle-earth. All but the dwarves were confused, these people were obviously ones of great power, but the Dwarves always shy away from war, not barge right into it, don't they?

"It's time Gamil."

"Time for what milord?"

"Time for war."