Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26210095-20170401183633/@comment-26295802-20170402023227

Patrick.vtap wrote: He is greeted by King Aragost as he arrives in the courtyard of Minas Tirith. The White Tree is in flower, and Minas Tirith is as glorious as it has ever been. Aragost is dressed in all the royal regalia, with the crown of kingship on his head and a small contingent of Citadel Guards. "Welcome, Herendil." He extends his hand, which had a large and heavy ring to it, presumably for Herendil to kiss it. "Lord Aragost" says Herendil, as he kneels and kisses the ring.

To say he said it with menace wouldn't have been very accurite. Cold? No, still not quite it. He said it with a complete sense of... detachment. Like a robot. Like the only thing keeping him here is his sense of nobility and duty to the house his grandfather pledged allegience to.