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Patrick.vtap wrote: Argali1 wrote:

Patrick.vtap wrote:

Argali1 wrote:

Patrick.vtap wrote:

Argali1 wrote:

Patrick.vtap wrote:

Argali1 wrote: Avtandil speaks up for the first time: "My lord, increasing taxes will only antagonize and distance the masses. Keep in mind that a horde of horse-warriors will have a very hard time crossing a series of large, rushing and heavily fortified river-systems, not to mention mountains and many large, heavily-patrolled walls, all of which surround the heart of Gondorian strength and territory." "Our Nurnish backwater-lord speaks." Aragost says with dry amusement. "When I need the advice of a rabble of Orcish farmers, I will ask for it."

"Your council is good, High General. If we cannot fight the Khan, how will we fight Dale, which is far to the north, and right on the borderlands of the Khan?" "I would like to remind your majesty that my nation is the only thing standing between you and a horde of angry Variags, and I may be inclined to provide them with free passage in exchange for the safety of my own nation. I assume that your majesty would understand, since it is the duty of every leader to protect their nation - and theirs alone." Aragost's eyes narrow. "You would do well to remember that you are a protectorate of the Kingdom of Gondor. Disloyalty is met with swift venegance. Gondor could overrun your wasteland of a fiefdom whenever we please. You should keep that in mind before you make any... rash decisions." "Your majesty seems to have a skewed image of my nation. He is more than welcome to come and visit." "I tend to stay out of Orc-hovels, or slave farms, for that matter. Degenerates who have not adopted true Numenorian culture is what your people are."

He raises his voice. "The Kingdom of Gondor stand united. Our proud Numenorean ancestry is what holds our nation together. From now on, all languages save Sindarin, Adunaic, or the Common Tongue shall be banned by edict of the King, including Nurnic, Haradic, and Rhunic, so that all of our subject kingdoms may be united as one whole, glorious nation.The cultures of the impure must be completely purged and eradicated. We must all stand together, as a single nation under a sole ruler, ordained by Eru Illuvatar." "Luckily this does not apply to my nation, since Núrn is not part of Gondor." He says loudly. Aragost raises his hand, pointing to the Lord of Nurn. "Treason." He says vehmently. "GUARDS! Arrest this man immidiately, and lock him in a cell. This council is finished." The twenty-or-so guards outside and in the room waver for a bit, not drawing their blades. "Are you deaf? Do as your king commands!" Aragost screetches as he violently gesticulates. The guards approach the Lord of Nurn, tying his hands behind his back with rope, putting a rough black canvas over his head, and dragging him out. Before the guards get to him, he jumps out the nearest window, escaping into the streets below. They'll have to go looking for him.