Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26210095-20170505112915/@comment-31215921-20170514210957

ChazmanianDevil wrote: The Morgul Lord wrote: ChazmanianDevil wrote: The Morgul Lord wrote: An ambassador approaches the borders of Osgiliath upon this news. They have their mouths covered, but they have agreed to remain in the city to keep the plague from spreading to the other men of Ithilien. They are brought through the city to the center square. Rubble and burned wood is everywhere, and workers still slave in the streets. But there's a difference. No dead lie in the corners. The light has returned to the people's eyes. Eventually they are brought to the center of the square where an old man is sitting in a chair with several masked mercenaries around him. "We come on behalf of Lord Eradan II of Ithilien, under authority of he and our general. He offers you alliance and aid. He offers to reverse the damages caused at the hands of Ithilien now that we fight for a similar cause. If it be your wish, the garrison surrounding the eastern half of the city would relocate on the condition that you accept the offered alliance, as there would no longer be a reason to keep enemy soldiers or ailed individuals from leaving the city. Half of them would be relocated to defensive positions throughout the realm of Eradan, the other would be placed outside of West Osgiliath as reinforcements against potential loyalist armies. The only condition he has established is that you continue your efforts to contain the plague to the point of rarity if any occurence at all. What might I tell my general?" The old man eyes him carefully, then pulls himself up. "I think you can tell your general that would be delightful." "Excellent. My general will be most pleased, yet incomparably when compared to Lord Eradan."