Board Thread:Roleplay Ideas/@comment-25344655-20151125160847/@comment-26295802-20151125193342

Auraestus wrote: Glosur marches out, burning many cities of gondor on the borders of his lands, the dwarven armies are a tide of silver on the green slopes, leaving trails of red blood behind. Glosur is fully mad.

Tirith Aear gets a frantic knock on their door. Trav son of Travian, second-in-command of Dol Amroth answers.