Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplay Board/@comment-25344655-20151115041425/@comment-25344655-20151120000245

The dragon roared with laughter and seemed to emit darkness.

"Go ahead and try."

The dragon breathed dark flames onto the gates, which cracked and cracked until...the gates flew apart, and the elves were hit hardest. Faenor was flown back, and as he came too, he saw Celeborn with shrapnel in his chest, laying dead. Galadriel quickly picked you up and the remaining elves, dwarves, and men fled back to the 2nd gate. The dragon turned to Edacnik, with a dark flame in his eyes (he controls a very hot dark fire.)

"You wish to contest me now? Not even your flames could take down these mighty gates!"