Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26237442-20161209174031/@comment-25606723-20170108000302

Morgoth the first dark lord wrote: The dark day is closing by as the sky fills with black clouds and a dark yellow light is coming from the city of black steel (Aka Shadow Curn) while ash is covering the atmophere beside it. The shadow lord is overwatching his armies which are ready for their campaign, their black armors glimsing in the dark light which shines from the sky and gives the clouds that intimidating color. And just like that, a silence started prevailing in the cold Forodwaith, a silence of two dark days which ended in a thundering sound coming from the black capital. A black fire pierces the sky and the gates open...From them, the orcish legions are coming but that's not all, men hiding in black armor and many other creatures, more ancient and powerful. The banners of the black crown with the two swords are raised and the shadow armies' drums are heard, accompanied with the horns of the Shadow Empire (Didn't find translator) which make the earth shake and tremble in fear. The number is uncountable to say the least. Utumno's scouts panic, and knowing that they will be found and killed soon if they do not move, make all haste in getting back to Utumno... Unfortunately for them, and ambush is waiting just out of sight of the Elven fortress. They are slaughtered without ever seeing their aggressors.

In Utumno, some elves are beginning to feel a little nervous at the dark sky and 'earthquakes'. An extra guard is set, and some weapons and traps are prepared, but only a little extra. Men in the inner courtyard sharpen weapons and prepare battle gear, more than anyone else. Few elves take notice.

Deep in Utumno, on the border between the Ice and Obsidian levels, a force of maybe 500 elves prepare armor and weapons. Hidden blades in the great city and in various barracks are at the ready as well. Slow working poison is slipped into all the human's food except for those in the inner courtyard.