Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-25356210-20151103025943/@comment-25344655-20151111011209

as this happens, Glosur is making his way up the hidden staircase, ash and smoke hitting him like a cloud.

"This is it, I want you all to leave. now, this is too dangerous for all of you. Leave."

Glosur walked over a black bridge, and thourgaly collapsed it, making it impossible to follow. As Glosur walked out of sight he stood on top of the ash mountains, overlooking mordor, ash covering his already black beard, and his face grim, he trekked down around shelobs cave, and he saw the tower of Cirith Ungol,

"I have too get through there if I want to continue..."

He walked towards cirith ungol and whistled at the guards, of course them being orcs they ran without getting backup, making them easy targets for Glosur, to dress up as an orc and make his way through Mordor. He walked past cirith ungol and overlooked mordor, there it was. the volcano of doom, and the great eye.

"Faenor I hope you arrive soon."