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

Elladil will be there....

Talin attends the meeting.

"I would rather not miss the tests of strength," Talin explains, "so if we could begin I would be much obliged."

"I agree with the Dwarf"

Menelacar is there too.

Ok, traitor people-

Gorlim is no less sceptical than he ever was. he simply wishes to know what progres oyu have made so far, whether you have anything in the area of a suspects or suspects and- even though he is sceptical, he was asked by the King nto aid you- is there any way in which he can help? he won;t ask questions himself, of course.

Btw, did I say earlier it was the Test of Strength next then? May asd well make it so. either way, the quarterstaff contest is going on right now.

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Ok, so you guys in the street...

Fornost-Erain is the capital of the Dunedain in Middle-Earth. it is a glorious and wonderful city though when built, far away from Mordor, it was not built as defensively as Osgiliath in the south was, seeing as Osgiliath ended up virtually adjacent to Mordor.

It was never in mind that Fornost would have to be defended, Obviously, recent times- indeed, recent centuries- have seen that changed, but the base, the roots of the city are in architectural beauty and the engineering brilliance of the men of Numenor more than anything else. Even the Elves find some merit innits construction (though Men, like Dwarves, often have a certain down-to-Earth practical streak in their construction of things that Elves just cannot get to grips with, aesthetically)

Nor do Elves ever really bear in mind considerations such as traffic. Men, with their heavy horses and carts and caravans and wagons, live in a culture totally removed from the Elvish halls, where even taking horses in the 'streets', such as they are, is considered weird.

So to your Elvish eyes, these streets of traffic, of Men endlessly rushing around (in their mortal ways) to get from A to B are some of the strangest sights to you.

Dwarves find it a little odd too, but they get to grips more easily. Still. The Drarvish nations are rich beyond imagining these days- those in the mountains of Khazad-Dum have a fortune that has never been equalled- and there is no denying that Arthedain is at the very limit, financially. All these carts are practical. Dwarvish conveyances are bith practical AND grand.

All of these thoughts are going around your head when a group of drunken revellers- enjoying the festivities- wonder stupidly into the road, causing a speeding cart to swerve, crash into a cart riding more slowly on the other side of the street, and soon after cause a pile-up.

"Palidan and I have talked with several lords but need more time to complete that part of the investigation."

"Indeed, it has proven, to be too soon to begin a list of suspects."

(I can't think of anything for him to do now, maybe we could come back? I'm forgetting some stuff we were planning on doing and what-not.)

"My Lord between us we have spoken to Halatir, Farael, Seinost, Morsire, Annuneryn & Annphor. We have nothing concrete yet, merely germinating suspicions. I THINK we can discount Farael and Annphor on the grounds they fought in the Orc Ambush on the Princess, which leaves the other four. And the Princes. We haven't spoken to the Princes."

"Indeed we haven't but I wouldn't be too hasty about excluding people."

"Of course, I merely meant they are low on the list. Discount was obviously the wrong word to use."

"Of course you can discount Annphor!" says Gorlim. "Like I keep saying, he was with me in the Barrow Downs when we were beset. We came as close to dying as we reasonably could; some traitor he would be! You'll be suspecting me next."

Gwilwileth shakes her head at this nonsensical inconvience known as traffic. She knows not its purpose and knows that this could have been avoided if Man was not so hasty. And yet she understands their need for haste; they do not have so much time as the Elves do.

Gwilwileth approaches to make sure that no one is hurt.

(Last sentence means that Gorlim is a suspect, of course!)

Elladil looks at the mess, finding it both interesting anfd confusing.

"Even having lived among Men for much of my life, I still find myself unable to entirely understand them..." Ellothiel comments, approaching the mess as well.

"The civilization of Man is new to me," Gwilwileth comments. "I am not accustomed to their ways."

"Sometimes I think it is not something you can become accustomed to, either you are or you aren't."

"Indeed, yet the point my friend is attempting to make, involves how we must be through, we cannot hope to uncover such a traitor through quick and witless observation. Great care must be taken in this matter."

Argentis nods to Palidan

The wandering dwarf, Walker, watches the chaos on the street unfold. He shakes his head at what he perceives to be the recklessness of Men. He sees it all the time, but never quite gets used to it.
Then he sees something more curious, a small group of elves watching the event. Why, it looks like one is going over to help?! Well! If an elf can take the time to assist the people, then a Dwarf had better not be found sitting idly by.
Walker rushes over as if the people had suddenly burst aflame.
"My goodness! Is everyone alright, anything broken?"

There are about half a dozen people hurt, though no-one is dead. people at the road, may I have your perception scores please (he says, in a combination of a. laziness and b. encouraging you to get to know your characters). You aren't in battle gear so ignore any penalties for, say, a helmet.

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Well, Gorlim will ask what you intend to do next, and will ask if there are any difficulties in particular that you have been running into.