Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25344655-20160227035125/@comment-26453572-20160228023410

Okay, at this point in time, the Reunited Kingdom still exists, it isn't crippled until the depression of Kheled Arnin begins. Daechir has not started his offensive yet.

In Angmar, the banners are raised, and celebrations take place across the land. Daechir has returned home from the south. He puts on his crown, and wears his red cape. He stands on a balcony to speak to his citizens.

"Our hour approaches, my loyal servants! All of your hard work shall soon pay off! Our greatest threat, the Union of the Silver Shield, has finally taken damage unlike that it has ever seen! They are a crippled nation, and though the results weren't the most favorable, they are still in our favor. No longer will we fear the Union, and no longer will we face interference in our conquest against Arnor! From the south and the east, the southern teritory Gondor shall face the full wrath of Harad, Rhûn, and the corsairs, led by the master race, the Black Númenóreans! Once all who oppose us have fallen, we shall put the master race where they belong, and order shall be restored to this Middle-earth!"

The Orcs and Men all cheered at the sound of this. Mothers among the Rhudaur men raised thair young babies to see the glory of Daechir, and children from near and far were placed into service and raised for war. Soon, Arnor would face a threat similar to what once defeated it, yet this force was far more terrifying...