Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26210095-20170505112915/@comment-26184570-20170521010404

Somewhere in Ithilien...

Ahh, what a lovely morning. The sun is shining bright, and every flower is in bloom. The wildlife seems oblivious to the current political climate, and every blade of grass is whispering: "Nevermind all of that, isn't this great?" It really was close to perfect. The only peculiarity was the huge army of very heavily armed, angry-looking swarthy men marching through the village center, taking commands in a bizarre, foreign language. Hmm...