Thread:High Prince Imrahil/@comment-27758956-20160111004532

(lots of other people seem to be doing this so I thought we could do a short one :)

Imrahil stands on the top tower of Tirth Aear watching all he has built crumble before him... Legions of Harad march across the bridge connecting Tirth Aear and Dol Amroth in phalanx formation, The fleets of Umbar sink the out numbered swan ships one by one, and most sadly of all his daughter had just stumbled to near to a window and had taken a crossbow bolt through the throat. This last straw had broken Imrahil, no he was not going to hide in this tower and cry, he had gone from a man to a cornered animal and now with the death of his daughter to a scarily calm avenger... 