Thread:Auraestus/@comment-26453572-20160519212540/@comment-25344655-20160520203249

Sure.

The Union army had been sieging Carn Dûm for two days, the war had been going in their favor for a long time, but both sides were worn and bitter, flaming trebuchets slam the walls of the dark fortress as it shakes and shutters. Glosur, leading the Silver Alliance and the rest of the free peoples, had led a swift retribution and liberation of Eriador, and soon marched on Carn Dûm. The men cheered as a wall fell, revealing the hordes of orcs inside. Glosur walked up on a cliff overlooking the battered walls.

"Remnants of the Iron Crown! I am Glosur Darloc, dragon-slayer and toppler of Empires. I give you one last chance to stand down, and remain in your holes for the rest of your days. Or, you can suffer and die at my hands. Make your choice...."

His words echoed like thunder down the cliffside.