Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26210095-20151221202246

A rumor has reached the western lands, from across water, land, and the mists of time. The Seven Cities of Mithril are rumored to be in the heart of the mysterious Dark Lands, where dwell fabulous riches and myriad dangers. The land is rumored to have Mithril roads, and houses. The doors are said to be made out of solid gold, and the doorknobs fashioned out of diamond. Even the poorest street dwellers have enough gems and Mithril to be the richest man alive in the western lands. All of this is ripe for the taking, according to the myths. All of this is the merest rumor to the Gondorians, a fishermans tale told by second hand travelers from Harad. But the broke Gondorian kingdom has followed it nonetheless. You, brave conquistadors, are about to undergo a perilous journey. From stormy seas to demon-haunted ruins, to volcanoes and islands untouched since the world was made, and at the end if it all, wealth beyond imagination, and glory. Will you be the one to answer the call?

Remember, this is all rumors, myths, even. None is certain, this may all be false. But we are willing to try.

A letter is sent by Arasuil IV, King of Gondor, to all prominent knights, men of renown, skilled swordsmen, and kings. It calls them for the quest of a lifetime. There will be dangers. Many may die. But all for Mithril and glory!

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Name:

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Where you are Now:

(The ship sails from Pelargir, by the way) 