Thread:The Second Age Server/@comment-27001609-20170425111111

IGN: Aglarion_II

I am aplying for the role of Warlord of the Forodorch. I wish to keep my previous character lore from my Numenorean Character Aglarion. This is the story.

Aglarion, Strategist of Numenor marched to the crossings of Harnen along with the Noble Kings Army. When they closed in to the crossings they caught sight of a huge army of combined evil forces. Aglarion quickly realised these were no simple tribal Orcs, these were bred and trained for war. Aglarion gazed towards his old Numenorean Friend Narakhor and smirked. They both realised the fight was without hope. Still the noble armies engaged and fought valiantly, but there was no hope. row upon row of Numenorean files were killed, lots of noble blood was spilled that day. When the Orcs came close to the commanding post were Aglarion and the Kings council were stationed Aglarion unsheathed his sword. He engaged orc upon orc, killing dozens, for a moment he felt a magical feeling, a feeling of hope. But that feeling was quickly wiped away by a curtain of arrows falling down upon his area. Aglarion tried to duck but an arrow hit his eye. He tried to see but failed to do so, his left eye was blinded. Everything went dark in a flood of excruciating pain.

Weeks later he opened his one remaining eye and found himself in a cold and dark place. Nalt-Zagh it was called. Home of many Orcs and other evil creatures. An evil chill fell over Aglarions spine when a voice echoed through the dungeon he lay in. "I am Sorzau and you are in my fortress, you are the one that goes by the name Aglarion are you not?" Aglarion confirmed. the Evil Maiar Spirit then raised his hand and whispered something in black speech. When he finished the words Aglarion fell in a cold and dark sleep filled with dreams of his most hateful memories from his past. When he woke up again he was in another room. Sorzau still standing besides him, the Maiar said "You are a servant of Evil now, and you will obey the Dark Lord. Now you will go to the dark lands in the north called Forodor, you have been chosen to unite and lead the warlike clans that populate the lands. Now go and do what you have been chosen to do." Without hesitation Aglarion stood up and started his journey north.

OOC: I have decided I wanted to join an evil faction and some evil players suggested I join and rule the Forodorch faction. Which I myself consider a good idea, I have been inactive for a long while due to personal reasons and am now doing my last exams. when these are over in a few short weeks Ill be very active again. As for in the meanwhile Ill try to be online everyday for a few hours at least. Hope you enjoyed my rather cringy RP story, thanks. 