Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-26295802-20150818193317/@comment-26295802-20150820131500

Aramirtheranger wrote: Ardanahk went to Herendil. "I wonder how far Âr-Phârazon's 'Great Armament' has gotten. I fear what he plans to do with those armies. Sauron is certainly clever enough to convince him to do something that was never meant to be done." "Ineeed" said Herendil, his voice sinking to a hoarse wisper "They do not name their foe, but I have guessed already: they are going to war against Manwe!"

Herendil's company sat in the jungle, unwilling to take to the battle on either side, but rather, were just watching.

But just then, they heard a twig snap behind them, and they turned to see a party of six elves marching towards the battlefield.

"Halt!" said Herendil, raising his pistol "Be ye friend or foe of the Tauredain?"

Their commander turned towards Herendil, and behold! It was no man, but rather a young elven maiden, tall and fair, and it seemed to Herendil that he had never seen anything so beautiful. For Herendil had never taken a wife, though many a girl in Numenor wished he had, for he prefered adventuring and would take no bride. But as he looked into the maiden's fair eyes, it seemed to Herendil that of all the beautiful cities he had seen, the oceans he had sailed, and the forests he had traveled through, nothing was more fair then the young maiden. A light seemed to radiate from her eyes, and Herendil knew that she had seen the light of valinor.

Herendil simply stood silently, waiting for a relpy to his question.