USH'S LORD OF THE RINGS GAME PART 3- The Tournament and the Traitor

doesn't farael use a warhammer? tho I have no idea where I got that from

Is Farael available?

He does indeed! Though that does not do it justice.

He's already been spoken to during this situatuon though, and has apparently already left.

OK, who's left to talk to? or have we covered everyone?

yea wasn't magical?

Gwilwileth draws her final arrow and sends it spiralling towards the target, not aiming for the black once more.

A natural hundred! Well, no matter what you were aiming for, that's the shot you need! Gwiwileth takes her round as well, admist much applause!

Ok, whos' next?

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'Magical' can be a misleading word. It was a decent hammer.

How is my archery, Ush? Can I try, and not make an idiot out of myself?

You may end up shooting against another player.

I will try then.....

Elladil decides that he should follow those other elves, and play the games of humans in order to understand them better.....

He comes and aims carefullly.....

Ok, who else is still up for this?

Gwilwileth will move off the field with a slight curtsy towards the Royal Family, satisfied with her victory.

Well, no-one else seems to have come forwards, and I want to push on; a very well-shotted commoner is more than a match for Elladil in his round.

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Which leaves us coming onto the fimnals! And so as I make it...

Slot 1: Falas, a noble from the West of Arthedain

Slot 2: Darvan of Rivendell

Slot 3: Edmund of Fornost, Archer to the King of Arthedain

Slot 4: Ellothiel of... Thingy... where are you from again?

Slot 5: Gwilwileth of the Woodland Realm

Slot 6: Duncan of Loxleth

Slot 7: William Took of the Shire

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All prepare or gloat or threaten or socialise as you wish! The top three from this round will go for the final shoot-ff.

Lothlorien.

Ha, Elladil is a bit upset that he didn`t do well. He would like to congratulate other elven finalists, though....

"Greetings, Lady. Your name is Ellothiel right?" -He asks, curious to see a half-elf here.

"Yes, and you are Elladil?" Ellothiel replies. "I had seen you earlier, but I must admit that crowds tend to make me feel a bit overwhelmed."

"Ah, Elves!" Gwilwileth says, seeing Elladil and Ellothiel conversing. "I saw you both shooting earlier, but I was unsure if my eyes served me correctly! It brings great joy to my heart to see my race represented here. Though...none of you are of the Woodland Realm, are you?"

"May the shortest Hobbit win!" William announces, to nobody in particular, with a giddy grin. "I'll see you all at the winner's table at tonight's feast! And maybe the lunch too. And the second lunch...I hope there's a second lunch."

Ok then!

I shall need first round firing instructions from you all.

Palidan strides (Floats?) over to where the other elves are conversing.
"Interesting how few elves are present, yet how easily they excel. Interesting also, is how many elves indeed are present."