Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141207183714/@comment-25344655-20141208034158

-Glosur-

Glosur was making his way through Middle-earth, exploring it like he never had before. He had made trades to Eriador and even to the shire once, but now he was walking through the lone-lands! He had heard of a place here, Rivanol? No, Rivendell, home to the elves. Glosur shrugged, might as well make his way over there. He didn't have a plan made yet. Just an idea....

"Kill the scum!"

just then a warg pack leaped out of the forest and charged Glosur. He drew his axe and stumbled, even if that elf had healed most of him that scar will stay the rest of his life. It is still sore. the first warg leaped at him, but he ducked and cut the legs out from the warg. After a long and tedious battle Glosur made it out alive, but he wouldn't be for long, one blade was poisoned. He saw the entrance to Rivendell up ahead, so he sprinted full force, we dwarves are natural sprinters. He walked upi to the elven statues. Elrond looked at him in curiosity before Glosur fell. The last thing he saw was Elrond sending some warriors to me before everything faded to black.

-Gwaddyn-

Gwaddyn walked through Kirkoswald, fixing up parts of the wall here and there with some resources he scavenged, Gwaddyn was wondering who that person in the blue robes was. He will investigate later.

"Better keep clearing these vines."