LotR roleplay: sometime in the first age

[dplax]

For Kirun and Terias:

You go up to the seventh floor. As you step out of the stairway you see a small chamber ahead of you. It has three doors leading from it, one on the left, one on the right and one ahead of you. All of the doors are made of wood and look roughly the same. Upon inspection you find that the two doors on the sides are locked. You can continue through the door ahead, go to a different level or try opening the one of the other two doors.

OOC: if you want you can lug along the guard.

[ 06-18-2004, 11:28 AM: Message edited by: dplax ]

[Bozos of Bones]

"Selling me was part of the plan, so don't think twice about it. The reason I am not in a holding cell or in an interrogation room is that the kind lord thought I could be of use to him as a tutor to his daughter. It just so happens I saved her from an assassination attempt and discovered a plot against him, a result I wish had not transpired. This very house belonged to the leader of the conspiracy."
"But that's not the thing I wanted to tell you. Someone failed us. It's either Faldorn, or the other group. Someone told everything, and we are very lucky that the message was delivered into friendly hands. We sould all meet as soon as possible, to decide how to proceed." Therlion looked around again.

[dplax]

Feldorn

The pain had lessened during the course of the last few days, but some of its remnants still persisted whenever he moved.

Feldorn knew that his body could be healed, but his soul would never be the same as it had been. Between the effects of the spell used on him to get the information and the shock he had from the unearthly creature which had used it, his soul would be forever scarred.

After most of his wounds had been healed by the healers and with the help of the minimal supplies they were allowed to treat the prisoners Feldorn was assigned to work in the deepest part of the stronghold, where the passageways were already carved into the deepest rock. Him and the other slaves who worked with him had the job to delve new passageways for the enemy to be able to accomodate new sleeping quarters for their ever growing numbers.

Work had been normal slave work the last two days, but today something was different. Rumors had been heard even by the slaves of a large fire burning in the dungeons where they were normally kept. Then came the news brought by a messenger that they were to sleep in the passageway they were digging. When the messenger left he also took nearly half of their guards with them.

All through the rest of the day Feldorn whispered with the other slaves about trying their luck and attacking their guards after they were told to sleep. He was determined to amend what he had done. And he was ready to sacrifice his life to do so. After a tireing day the guards told them to sleep, while some of them watched over them and the rest slept taking it in turns.

However Feldorn and the ones he had spoken with during the day did not sleep. They waited for Feldorn's signal. He gave the signal as a guard walked among the sleeping prisoners. Feldorn jumped up and in a swift movement grabbed hold of the orc's neck and broke it. Those who were told of the plan jumped up and attacked their guards with bare hands or rocks they had hidden during the days work. They quickly overcame the surprised guards. They took their weapons and armor and started on their way out from the depths of the tunnels under the stronghold killing any guards they found along the way.

[dplax]

Elsewhere in the stronghold (and some info at the end for Kirun and Terias):

News of the fire reached the commander of the stronghold. He ordered guards to take care of it, but by the time they got there the fire was already a raging inferno in the lowest level of the stronghold. When neither the guards, nor any news of them came back to the commander he decided on a new course of action. He turned to a human looking figure standing beside him.

"Arandor! I trust you can take care of this annoyance. Also make sure that no prisoners use this fire to escape."

Arandor moved to obey his master. He had once been a human, but greed and lust for power had taken him to dark ways and after some time he found himself called by Morgoth to him. He could not resist the possibility of becoming more powerful and had vowed to serve the dark lord.

He had lived a long life, but eventually he died. However a balrog, one of Morgoth's most trusted servants had brought him back, so that he could serve him once again. Arandor was given new powers. He was not an undead, neither was he living, he was a creature who was between the two. Even balrogs did not posess the magic necessary to totally bring someone back from the dead. He had been a mage during his life and now was an even more powerful one after his life.

Arandor left his master's chambers and went to the staircase which led to the dungeons. On the way down he paused for a moment at one of the exits where he spotted a group of an elf, a human and a dwarf, but then he moved on down the staircase.

[Sythe]

"Yes we all should get together and decide on this. For now we must be separate until we can find a safer place to speak. I will tell Turin of this valuable information you provided. But where shall we meet again?"

[dplax]

OOC: the thread is reaching the thread limit, so before we go over it I am creating a new thread for the game. I shall also ask Larry to close this one.