Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-27168578-20160127181644/@comment-25606723-20160220133850

Faenor of the Silver Laurel wrote:

Morgoth the first dark lord wrote: It came back!! Finally!

The army starts marching. Black armors with dark red lines with pikes or donors are seen. Then, more swordsmen and bowmen. Warg riders and drums. (You are doomed) And with a surge of light, a trench over a hundred feet deep is carved along the edges of Lórien. Crags of thin rock point up at the sky like jagged teeth, and fire dances like ghosts amid the depths.

(I am never doomed. If you think you're just going to say "Lórien gets absolutely annihilated and there's nothing you can say" you had better think again.) (Eventually. You can't escape the doom Morgoth has planned for everey single one of us. Sure, you can go down with a fight. But eventually, we will all die)

A high pitched scream is heard in the distance, one that strikes fear into allies and enemies alike. Dakath is back. He flies to Sorthog's position. "You ready for a rematch, orc-brained scum?!" Dakath calls to him.