I'm guessing I'm supposed to say yes, cuz if I don't it kind of cocks up the whole process.
"The Future is a worthy cause to invest in, and although I have neither an heir to succeed me, or a wish to die. I have no option but to say yes, for the better of all our peoples and the promise of a future for all our generations. Yes, for the future I will stake my life."
Heh- you are in the wrong setting if you find the language excessive, Dexx! At least I haven't started the songs from ther books, and no-one has said "And my axe!" yet.
Arvedui looks at you all and nods.
"Very well then," he says. "The hospitiality of my Realm is yours. Those of you who wish to observe or to prove, there weill be plenty to observe, and plenty to prove. And much work to do. The destruction of Amon Los means a change in our strategy and no-one knows yet what will happen, and I will have need of stalwart people like yourselves. Your arrival brings me some cheer at a dark time. My thanks.
"I would like to speak to Vardalain alone now, thankyou."
"We all have our parts to play, Vardalain, though I hope your place is not always in the vanguard.
"I have not forgotten the service you did me when you rescued my daughter. I owe you much, and I am afraid I cannot offer you compensation as such, but only my trust. As an Observer sent by Elrond himself, you also have a certain status and standing in my Realm. And so I have a mission to entrust to you."
"As I say, there is much work to do, Vardalain- quite asidfr from the matter of the entertainments this Summer. My Council will have to formulate a new strategy. A new Northern Army will have to be created, new commanders found. That means political re-alignment, which is always complex, and the means of how Amon Los was destroyed will have to be discovered and prevented from re-occuring, unless we are happy with the Witch-King's armies apparently being able to walk through our lines without any of our watchtowers and scouts and, for that matter, armies noticing. Perhaps you may be able to help us there. Then there is the plan of course, As a birth. Baranar is like a sick child; if it dies then the plan dies, and it is weak and it will not grow. We need further effort there. I need to sort out the problem of the refugees from Cardolan. I need to renew my diplomatic efforts with the Elves, and Gondor."
At this point, Arvedui leans down to your face, and speaks quietly.
"And I need the traitor on my Inner Council exposed. And you will find for me."
And here... the game ends.