Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25129884-20160915215413/@comment-25129884-20160915223314

Kozû stood in his fortress on the outskirts of Jamaqouí, the capital of Harhûdor. He tapped his ink feather on his cedar desk and sighed. He looked back at the aid letter from Mistrand. Apparently, Dorwinion and Gondor are sieging it.

With a sigh, Kozû got up and stretched. He then looked to the stables. "Harrumph" he thought. "If the king will not go to war, then I will rally the forces up myself!" He said. He hopped on his horse and began to ride to the gates of Jamaqouí.