Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26210095-20160819225557/@comment-26210095-20160827161728

Eureka Enderborn wrote: At an unknown location within Mirkwood...

An Orc walked through a door. The room was dark, but there was a vague outline of an armoured figure.

"Overseer!" The Orc says, kneeling and holding out a scroll. "The reports!"

A gauntleted hand reached out and took the scroll, opening it and inspecting it. "Hmm... they are beginning to suspect. Double the patrols."

"Overseer, I'm not sure we have the manpower for--"

"I'm sorry, did that sound like a suggestion, maggot?"

"My apologies, I will relay the order." He hears a horn in the distance. Not a crude Orcish horn, but a horn of Black Numenorean Steel...