Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20160211034959/@comment-26295802-20160212230705

Patrick.vtap wrote: "Your so called honor among the Gondorians is not honor among the Umbarans. Most of us regard you as a criminal, raiding costs with your elite troopers, crushing the dreams of liberty and hope and independance from Gondor. I think you might have maniuplated her into seizing the throne for yourself. And as for my nation being a "foul" one, why would you marry a Umbaran maiden then if you thought such thoughts of us?"

"I would, in fact. Dignitaries and politicians ruin my appetite. Especialy my dear cousin, Veantur. Anyway, if anyone gives me trouble, ill am capable of dealing with it.."

He follows Branon to the tavern "I married Miriel because I loved her! And I will always love her, even if Eru himself stood in my way!" screams Imrahil. . . silence sweeps the room. ..

The tavern is a nice little establishment called the Drunken Swan. Its a beautiful white marble building with fine Lebrethron doors. The furniture inside is carved out of solid oak.

"Well what'll it be?" says the bartender

"Two ales" says Branon, sitting at a table in the corner