Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26210095-20160722221045/@comment-26210095-20160722225614

Aerion waded into the water. He heard a voice. The water glowed with a blue/green light.

"Aerion, go to the Vale of Morgul. There you will find what you need."

"What will I need?"

"You are... different, Aerion. Chosen, one might say."

"Chosen for what?"

"You have powers, the like of which have never been seen in this Middle-Earth."

"What...powers?"

'''"Magical powers." '''

As he says that, a small maelstrom forms around him in water. Aerion gasps, and falls into the water, as it drained his energy.

"Go to the Morgulduin."

"Who are you?"

"You know me, Aerion. Everybody knows me."

And as he said that, the presence and the light was gone. He tiredly got on his horse, and made as fast as he could towards the Morgulduin.