Board Thread:Forum Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20150517003900/@comment-26272311-20150524222342

Arahad tackled Joliswhen he went for a second noble and repeatedly right hooked him in the face until he was unconscious. He then looked at the noble he'd saved. The man's left arm was missing. "Oh [Expletive]!" Said Arahad, realizing who this was. The man motioned to his twelve bodyguards and yelled "Get him! Cut off his arm with a rusty hatchet and see how HE likes it!!!! Whoever gets him gets 100,000 silver coins!!"

Arahad ran through the market trying to get away from the men. At one point, he slammed some cash down a fruit stand counter and threw some of the melons at them. Suprisingly, the ballistic fruits actually took out a few. A few minutes later, he vaulted himself into a cart full of hay when the men lost sight of him momentarily.

-Mordor-

Golmag surveyed his army. These Utumno Uruk-hai were far superior to any of his other infantry. Now, the host was going move out to Gondor.

-Osgiliath-

The lone sentry leaned on his spear. Then as the fog parted, he could see boats crossing the river! As he made to sound his horn, he felt a crossbow bolt thud into his chest...

In mere hours, Osgiliath was even more ruined than it used to be. The city was taken by Golmag!