Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-26041296-20150217232020/@comment-26272311-20150506053114

Arahad ducked under the blow Darimdam aimed at him, slice at the Wraith's torso, but Darimdam still would not go down. Darimdam suddenly jabbed, and caught Arahad in the shoulder. He grunted in pain. Arahad made a mighty stroke and chopped the shaft of the halberd in two. Darimdam picked up a sword from the ground. Darimdam parried, Arahad kicked, Darimdam blocked, Arahad thrust, Darimdam swung, Arahad punched, Darimdam slashed, Arahad cut, then sliced Darimdam in the gut. Still, the Wraith simply refused to die. Suddenly, someone shouted "The eagles! The Eagles are coming!". Darimdam was distracted by that, but soon attacked again. He made an uppercut and kicked out. Arahad was on his back. The other heroes, even Oduwath and Dolenus, were at bay. All hope seemed to be lost. Then, suddenly, the forces of good felt a strange lightening of the heart, as if a great shadow had passed. The Nazgul were flying off, towards mount doom.

-Mount Doom-

"What are you waiting for?! Destroy it!" Shouted Turatamo. "No... the ring is mine!" Said Haliatus. "Nooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!" Cried Elestel. The strange elf only said "So the ring has at last corrupted the halfling." Suddenly, they felt stones hit their heads. Blackness fell. "It's ours!" Shouted Gollum. "No! We swore to help the master of the precious!" Said Smeagol. "IT IS OURS!!!!" Screamed Gollum. "No! The ring is mine!" Shouted Haliatus. The two wrestled. It went on for a long time. "Give me the ring of the Master, thieves!" Said the Mouth of Sauron, who had gotten there first after Sauron ordered his deadliest servants to Mount Doom. The Mouth drew a sword. "No! We must protect Master!" Yelled Smeagol. The scrawny creature leapt onto the Mouth, but was thrown off. A precise sword stroke later, the chain holding the ring to Haliatus's neck was broken, and the ring was being picked up by the Mouth of Sauron. "No! The precious must go now and never come back!" Screamed Smeagol, grabbing onto the Mouth's head and clawing and grabbing at him, until they both fell into the Crack of Doom.

-Black Gate-

Arahad took advantage of Darimdam's distraction and grabbed a torch from a nearby brazier and set Darimdam on fire. "GRRAGGHHARRRYALGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!" Shrieked Darimdam, burning. Arahad wasted no time, and showed no mercy. He cut off Darimdam's legs. Then, the entire force of evil, looked north. At least three thousand Easterlings in blue cloth, rather than the red worn by the enemy, were charging at the orc ranks. Hundreds of orcs fell at the sudden onslaught from the flank. Then, the Orcs lost all will to fight. The Dark Tower was splintering like wood at an axestroke.

(Are we going to do the scouring of the shire, or are we doing just a little loose end cleanup now?)