Board Thread:Random RP/@comment-25129884-20151115174509/@comment-27097330-20151115182602

Commandogregor1234 wrote: The following day...

The horns blew.

Gondor had arrived to destroy Ain-Al-Harad.

"Troops! To the wall!" Otto shouted, grabbing his bow and a hundred arrows. He started to shoot gondorians. One, two, three. Dropped like rocks.

Suddenly, there was a loud boom. A catapult had hit the tower he was on! Otto fell to the wall. Injured, maimed, and hurt, he crawled down the stairs and hopped on his horse, sending him out of Ain-Al-Harad and into the unknown... (They were invading from the south, not the north, to make it unexpected)

He soon was in the harsh desert. Without food and water, he collapsed onto the sand and fell in a deep, dark, and dreamless sleep... Are we supposed to rescue you? Because I doubt I could make it in time.