Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141207183714/@comment-67.22.249.68-20141208234006

MrHobit1234 wrote: Eureka can you make a bio on this roleplay please? Seriously, how many times must I explain this to people? My parents are WAAAAAAAYYY to cautious. They won't let me get an account. Heck, they even have problems with me being anonymous. I can only make posts when I have permission. And I'm 16!!!! Ugh. Anyway, back to the RP.

Eureka ventured at last into the green, beautiful valleys and plains of Lindon. Here, there were people he could relate to. Tall, fair, magical, and intelligent. Eureka looked off into the distance. "This way to the Grey Havens. I must speak with Cirdan the Shipwright in order to gain command of the necessary forces."

Balgorod looked slightly confused. "Why do you want an army of High Elves?"

"Not an army. A Kingdom. A Kingdom that I hope will, one day, bring about the end of evil in the land. And, in order to do that, I'll need three things. One of them is the foothills of the white mountains. The second is Rohan's close friendship. The third is an army of the most powerful people currently on Middle-Earth: the Noldorin warriors of Lindon."

"Oh." Balgorod followed Eureka without asking more questions. Eventually, they reached the Grey Havens. It was absolutely beautiful. The glory of Noldorin architecture never failed to strike awe.

"Stay here." Eureka left Balgorod in a square with a beautiful fountain, where he stood awkwardly. When Eureka came back, it was night. And, interestingly, he was being followed by something around 1000 highly armored and well-armed Elven Cavalry. "Time to go." Eureka hoisted Balgorod up onto his horse behind him. Eureka was now wearing full High Elven armor, with a bow, spear and shield.

"Where are we going?" Balgorod asked as the army set out.

"We're going to sack Angmar."

Meanwhile, deep within the halls of the Under Mountain...

Keredrex sat upon his high, black throne. Though he was not technically king here, he was regarded as a ruler by all the other Orcs. And right now, he was thinking very hard. His assaults into the Blue Mountains were very successful. He had destroyed several houses, raided several mines, and even sacked two forts. He had stolen pounds and pounds of gold, silver and jewels, and killed many Dwarves, including several wealthy merchant families. He had also delayed the recolonization of Arnor by slaying many of the families who had moved there. However, there was a factor he had not foreseen.

The surviving members of one of the raids had spoken to him about why their raid failed. There was a strange creature there. One who was responsible for the destruction of his troupe. They said he was a tall creature, taller even than the Elves. They said that one side of his skin was made of living metal and had an orange eye, and the other side was covered in pitch black skin and had a purple eye. They said he moved with nearly impossible speed, and he was a swordfighter like none they had ever seen. He was travelling toward Lindon with a Blue-Dwarven axe thrower.

This strange being may change his plans a bit.