Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25344655-20160227035125/@comment-25356210-20160228025303

Edacnik looked over Dol Amroth in a depressed manner. Dol Amroth was falling, and everyone he loved there had died. Imrahil... His very own wife... Ranger after ranger that fought as his side... And it was all for waste; Dol Amroth could not stand much longer.

(I can't use Aannar... Should would be dead by now)

Brena looked at his fathers sword. He was determined to match him in power, and not fail his vow to lead his lands from falling to the self righteous Avari, rouge Wainriders, Gondor rats, or the Greedy Malakas. Brena's first general had gotten back from a long conquest. "Reports." Brena ordered, and the general snapped to attention. "The Malakas government has withdrawn, sir, and the Avari'a strength is failing without the supplies from the free Easterlings." "Good." Came a reply. "Make sure the Free Easterlings know we are on friendly terms still." "Next, we will help our ally destroy Gondor... and Dol Amroth if we must."