Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-25344655-20141212021751/@comment-67.22.249.68-20150116220744

(please note, I am about to sort of kind of detail what happens to a character that isn't mine. If you object to anything I have happen, please feel free to speak up. I don' want to step on any toes.)

The Fellowship got up, those who had seen the creature were thoroughly shaky. As they walked the way Gandalf had said was the right way, a few pebbles rained down on Amroth's head. Amroth looked up just in time to watch a considerably larger rock land square on his head. Amroth fell to the ground, unconscious.

When Amroth woke up the Fellowship was in a very strange forest, where the trees were branchless and leafless, just trunks sticking out of the ground at a weird angle. The Fellowship sat around him, waiting for him to wake up.

"Good to see you're awake." Gandalf said. "We should keep moving."

Amroth looked to the path ahead. He thought he saw in the distance a tall, dark silhouette of a figure. His thoughts were confirmed when a purple pinprick of light and an orange one appeared on the silhouette's head. It was the creature from the ledge. It was wlaking slowly towards them.

"Get behind a tree!" Amroth said. He took the spot at the furthest end, so he could get a good look at the creature. And he did. The creature walked right past without noticing them, but it looked exactly how it did in the dim light and long distance of Moria. Amroth watched the creature walk away, then turned to the Fellowship.

But they were all gone. Amroth was alone.

He began to run along the forest path, away from the creature. Then, he thought he saw one of the trees move. He looked around, but there was nothing.

A short distance later, he saw it happen again. This time, he saw the cause. He looked up into the face of a massive tree spider. Amroth shot an arrow into its face, but being made of wood and dirt, it didn’t really do much. Amroth turned and began to run. As he ran, more weirdly slanting trees lifted off the ground to reveal that they were legs. Amroth turned to look at his pursuers. There were now six tree-spiders pursuing him. Beneath the closest one, walking ever closer, was the dark creature.

Amroth kept running, until eventually the world fell in a sheer cliff drop. Trees were growing out of here, too. Amroth ran along one, one that seemed to stretch off into infinity. Amroth ran along it for so long that eventually he was running along the never-ending tree amidst the stars. Before his eyes, the tree began to warp and twist and turn in on itself. It was as though some omnipotent force was bending reality. Amroth was flung off the tree and began falling through the darkness of space.

Amrothe fell ever further, toward a huge cluster of stars. As he watched, the stars formed themselves into a perfect replica of the monster’s face. The monster opened a hideous fanged jaw, and Amroth fell through. Standing there, on a tiny island of pale off-white stone, was the creature himself, watching Amroth fall toward him. Amroth tried to reach for his weapon, but it wasn’t there anymore. The moment he got into arms reach, the creature reached out and yanked Amroth onto the floating island. Amroth tried to remove the creature’s hand, but to no avail. The creature leaned in and whispered, without even using his jaws:

''I strongly recommend you never shoot an arrow at me again. Next time I may not be so merciful.''

Amroth then woke up, with the rest of the fellowship standing around him. His head was throbbing. It had all been a dream.

After making sure Amroth was alright, the Fellowship continued on. The dark creature watched him from behind a corner.

''There it is. That's the thing I need.''