Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-26295802-20150818193317/@comment-26295802-20150823000110

A Numenorean sentry stands guard on the Northern end of the camp. . . suddenly a twig snaps!

"Halt!" shouts the sentry, raising his musket towards the sound.

But suddenly, a poison dart flies out of the jungle and strikes the sentry in the neck, and he falls to the ground: only a tranquilizer that will knock him out for a few hours. Over the Numenorean's fallen body, steps Watchful Raven, walking towards Hernando's tent. A few other guards were encountered along the way, each handled in similar manners. Finally, Watchful Raven walks through the door of Hernando's tent in the middle of the camp.

Hernando was sitting at a chair in the center of the tent, wearing his royal robes. There were no guards in sight.

"I have come to duel you" said watchful raven "That I may fight against you with honor in valour rather then launching darts from the jungle like a coward. Two chieftens in a mortal duel, such is the method of my people. "

"You want to fight me, eh?" said Hernando with only mild surprise at Raven's presence "is that really the method of your people? Well it isn't the method of mine!"

A guard, slips through the door and stabs watchful raven in the back, not a mortal wound, but close.

"This is the method of my people" said Hernando "Tell me where to find the Tauredain's treasury is, or Rodrigo here, will finish you off!