Board Thread:General Mod Discussion/@comment-26813300-20151201020655/@comment-25399798-20160118175551

Gather around comrades for I have a tale of sorrow and heroism. It was on my private server late in the year of 2015, the war of the ring was raging. The Free Peoples had recently faltered and lost control of the city of Minas Tirith. Cheesy_Bacon, Steward of Gondor, had lost his capital city to the combined forces of Mordor, Harad, and Gundabad. The Armies of Sauron marched north to the Vales of Anduin, to capture the High Pass, the largest trade route between the Free Peoples of the East and West. With the fall of Gondor, the Free Peoples were much weakened, their most powerful ally fallen. My love, Erin_Tinuviel, Lady of Rohan, was the first to bring news of the Fall of Gondor and the movements of the enemy. I, Snowtoot, Lord of Moria, was the first to take action and moved my army from Moria to our fortress defending the High Pass. I had with me threescore Dwarven Warriors of all kinds, ready to defend our lands and preserve the west. From Rivendell, headed by Queen Rileynr came an alliance of Rangers and Elves to help us defend the pass. Slowly the hours passed by as we gathered food, arrows, bolts, armor, and weapons, and secured the fortress. Then, over a dip in the road we saw Emmesnow, the Dark Lord, followed by her most trusted captains, MHend23, NoFrodo4, and SnagraOrcFiend. And so we heard the horns of war as we let loose our arrows fly, as the enemy charged forth. As Wargs blew our gates with their black powder, they were swiftly repaired and braced, few orcs making it through only to be slaughtered by our dwarves. The battle went on for what seemed like ages, no time to rest, the onslaught absolute. By the dozens our foes fell yet an endless amount there seemed to be. The enemy force was larger than any I had ever seen in Arda. One last time the gate blew, with no repair materials left it fell, giving way to the morgul scum before us. Lady Rileynr leapt from the wall to join her forces and defend the gate. Then through the gates came an Olog-Hai, one of the fiercest creatures known to man. Being beaten down as we were we couldn't possibly fight this beast. Holding stone swords, and near broken Blue steel armor. When from the east I heard a quiet thundering, soon followed by a loud horn and a fierce cry of determination. O'er a hill came forth two score horsemen, headed by Lady Erin_Tinuviel of Rohan, having no where to go, as the Rhovanian Men crashed into the flanks of the orcs they were crushed. And soon none remained. The Black Captains of Moria and their Dark Lord, retreating back too the Vales, soon to return home. We were victorious. Buruk Khazad! Khazad Imenu!