Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25129884-20160915215413/@comment-25129884-20160917160427

Yea. Please do.

Kozû rode into the open gates of Jamaqouí, through the streets and the sandstone houses and the bazaars. He came up to the grand palace, lined with red standstone and rubies. He burst through the doors the doors, and there the king sat, on his throne, eating supper. The king's expression turned from a cheerful laughter to a frown and furrowed brow. He stood up and said.

"General! How rude of you to disrupt my supper!" He yelled, and spat on the ground.

"Sincerest apologizes, my King, but we must do something. The wicked men of the West have sieged Mistrand, the city of our allies! Will we not help?"

The king sat down and un-furrowed his brow. He thought about it for a moment.

"Very well. Rally the men. We ride to Mistrand at dawn!"

And that was that.