# Written by Pleasenotme
#title:An Old Tale
#author:{name:hobbit_male} {name:hobbit_surname}
#types:shire,bree
My aunt {name:hobbit_female} told me her {choose:Gaffer/uncle/neighbour} {name:hobbit_male} was told by his friend {name:hobbit_male}'s uncle {name:hobbit_male} in Bree, who learnt it from a Dwarf, about an old story of Elves and {choose:Big People/Men} and {choose:kings of old/whatnot}.
The story goes that {choose:there was some unpleasant old king in some land called Mordur/a troublesome king of some country called Murdur, a queer name if you ask me,/Sauron of Mourdor} had been a real troublemaker, so {choose:King Elindeel of the Big People/the Big Person Elendeal} and {choose:Gilglad, King of the Elves/Gil Galad, an Elfish King} decided to attack {choose:Murdur/Mourdor/Mordur}. {choose:Durin the Dwarf Lord/Some big Dwarf Joorin/The Dwarf King Diooren} {choose:decided to help them/went and helped them}. After {choose:a long battle/some unpleasant fighting/a bit of fighting}, {choose:Sauron of Mourdor/Sawron of Murdur/the unpleasant king of Mordur} was defeated, but the kings of the Elves and Big People were killed.
Quite a queer tale if you ask me.