Thread: Dagor Dagorath

Aldwin aka Randir Randir let out a low whistle I never would have guessed that I, a simple ranger of the north would be escorting royalty he said a smile gracing his lips as he looked upon her beautiful.... beautiful sword. His mind stammered a moment a feeling that he certainly wasn't used to, but it was nothing that the hearty ale of the Rohirim couldnt fix. he rummaged in his head for a minute while elves are supposed to be beautiful, and that piece of metal was obviously a masterpiece, not only that but it was wielded by some of the most famous elves of the third age, just to gaze upon it was a privilege. But as the shock of who is company really was faded more of her words sunk in. and he made sure that he had his horse next to hers before uttering the next words. the city gate nearing ever closer. I'm sorry, Elerondiel. I cant imagine what death for an elf is like.. Death for men is something that is just par for the course, an eventuality that we all make peace with at some point, even for us dunedine the end comes for us, but for you elves it is something.. optional, you will always be fair and beautiful long after the rest of us are dus- he caught himself, that was far to somber a topic right now and began to laugh haha, the fact that the sun is gone is enough to bring down any mood, I shouldnt be helping, that is a wonderful heirloom, to have the blade wielded by some of the most famous elves that I've ever heard of.. its amazing He smiles brightly as he puts a hand on her shoulder Hopefully you wont have to use it, because I will be protecting you Elerondiel, for as long as you'll have me it looked like he was about to continue when a loud voice boomed WHAT DO YOU WANT TRAVELER! it was an old and crochety looking watchman standing before the gate Just here for a few nights gatekeeper, would like tall drink and a bed that isnt filled with stones and sticks if we can find one around here IS THAT AN ELF WI'CH YOU? IT IS.. WELL I'LL BE ME MOTHERS FATHER, never thought I'd get the chance to e're meet one a you. come on in and do not tarry, ev'n here the roads aint too safe, you can find wat ur lookin fer at the Lone rider inn, ya cant miss it. only place fer ya adventurin types you have my thanks gatekeeper- Randir Began FOULIN! Foulin interupted correcting him you have my thanks Foulin he corrected himself before ushering the elven Lady forward but as he did he felt the hairs on the back of his neck begin to bristle and he looked behind and saw far off upon a large rock, barely illuminated by starlight a rider of some sort atop what looked like a black mare, clad in furs and wearing some sort of dear skull as a helm.. it looked monsterous... and whatever it was, it was watching him intently, he could feel the things gaze booring deep into his back. But as he blinked, it was gone. Vanished into the long night. Randir tried to put it behind him as he entered the city and finding his way into the lone rider Inn. it wasnt too long before he had a seat under him and a pint of the local brew in his hand. now that he had thick wood between himself and the wilds, with a warm hearth nearby he let himself relax a little. the room was bustling everyone seemed to have company except for a woman near the fire who seemed to be mulling something over. he waved over one of the servers and asked them to bring a mead to the woman by the fire, she looked like she could use it. before returning his attention to his companion.