Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-27168578-20160127181644/@comment-26444332-20160218005541

Auraestus wrote: Glosur glared at him.

"The Union is not a dwarven faction, it is a mix. In fact, the majority of our party here are elves! You are quite contempt holding onto the past, I see this now. Fine, keep to yourself in your damned woods, i will speak my idea to more welcoming hosts." (Can't see him, remember?)

A grey-cloaked Elf steps out from behind them, bow raised and arrow on the string. Around them suddenly are twenty Elves or more, all holding bows and with guarded expressions on those faces Glosur can see.

"These woods are not to be cursed, Stunted One. We have good reason for not allowing any who consort with the slayers of our kin into our land. We do not welcome you here." the warden says, before barking a command in Sindarin. The Galadhrim forcibly divest them of their weapons before tying blindfolds around their eyes.

"Your kind are not welcome in these lands, but the command has come. You are to be taken to the lady Astel."