Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26237442-20161209174031/@comment-26861992-20161213213143

Morgoth the first dark lord wrote: Dragonbiscuit wrote: And so I can*

Name: Rorik

Came from: A village in West Forodwaith

Goal: To find his home which he lost

Reputation: Consider unimportant. A decent pilot of ships,good at working with furs and leather but not much else. Twenty riders with black armor can be seen from the distance. It is obvious they are targeting the vilage of Rorik. They ride with amazing speed and they reach their destination. Before one can realise, the village is filled with fire and death. It's no longer a place to live and work for your beloved children, it's now a dead place, a place of pity. (Of course you can react with soldiers, it's not destroyed yet, i just made a good entrance) Guards from the nearby hold rush to rescue the few survivors including myself and a few children and the blacksmith and trader's wife. They safely escort them through the night and camp within sight of the hold and rest with the guards staying watch.