LOTR RP Game part 1- Journey to Fornost

"Men of Arnor are more ignorant than I thought..." Talin mutters to himself.

Then he speaks aloud. "Then are the rest of us a column of peasants?" he says, plainly annoyed to be called a peasant when he lives in a rich mine ruled by his cousins.

"One might say," says the man, "that if attitude and words make a person what he is, then you show yourself to me thus far to be nothing better. But Dwarves are plainly not beings of words; I did not call you a peasant, only that you were brought to this column in such a manner when you should not have been whilst in such august company, for which I apologise.

"I am Lord Farael, Dunadan and man of the Royal Council of King Arvedui. And these are my lands."

(And before you guys might be forming some old notions of Lords being fat jolly people fleecing the poor... Faramir and Boromir are Dunadan Lords...)

(yeah...well no REAL lords were THAT good-looking, i'm sure!! >D

*fin continues silent observations of ppl* (*lol* just so ppl know she's, ya know, still around--though in a coupla weeks she wont' be for a whiiiiile....i have finals.)

"Talin, calm down.

Ah, it is always good to have an unexpected meeting with friends."

"Master Aranui, I am sorry to interrupt you, but I must say that I think we should get to the point as soon as possible"

"what's our delay here..?" Vardalain quietly asks Aranui. "we should be either on our way or getting some help from them"

"Perhaps they have noticed dunlendings around these parts... they could be what we're looking for..." says Andorial quietly to Aranui and Palanfirith.

"Your companions seem skittish," says Farael. "And I guess much troubles you, for what else can explain the manner of your apperance here? Much puzzles me; I do not remember Turambar [NOTE- Gondorian Ambassador at Fornost] mentioning any of his countrymen approaching. Nor was I expecting Elves here. Why don't you tell me what you are all up to?"

"part of the elves you see here are a sign of lord elrond's solidarity for gondor." says vardalain. "we're on route to fornost...with some sudden distractions "

[Arnor, I assume you mean]

"Solidarity for Arnor?" says Farael, with a start. "What does Lord Elrond mean by that?"

(oh..yes, yes...i was thinking of aranui's party)

"he means he will not be indifferent to your needs"

Farael snorts.

"He IS indifferent to our needs," he says. "And unless your so-called solidarity is in the form of ten thousand soldiers I doubt it will persuade many otherwise. Still, your presence is not unwelcome; an Elf is always good fortune to have with you."

"it is urgent that we reach the main road to fornost" i say "we have someone to...intercept"

Farael looks around him at the big road you are on.

"I guess it has been a long time since you were in human lands," he says, "but this IS what we commonly call a road."

*laughs* indeed it is. you must forgive us for any lack of clarity--we have been, for several days, in pursuit of a party travelling along this main road. it is imperative that we overtake them before they reach fornost.

"Party?" he asks.

"I apologize for my impatience, Lord Farael. I am weary and we have been traveling quite hard after being attacked by a flock of Crebain."

"Aranui's father, Lord Erendurin, wishes to be on the good side of Arnor royalty, should they ever bond together against Angmar or any others who seek the great realms' downfalls. The hobbit and I are seeking to open a trade route under the protection of

"And if your good knight Steibar has not relayed the news to you already, Dunlendings and Orcs are quite keen on capturing the princess of Arthedain, as well as a load of mithril heading from Gondor.

"Oh, I see," says Farael. "So Aranui here is here for political convenience and YOU are here for money."

(Typical Dwarf, you are thinking, Aranui. And why doesn't he just yell out eveything else in your confidential dispatch to your ambassador for everyone to hear?)

"Oh well, that's politics for you, I suppose. I'm not much interested in that sort of thing myself. And as for Princess Mallachiel, I can personally guarantee that she is just fine."

"Where is she now?"

Talin grumbles to himself, seeing that he is getting angry looks from the Arnorians and Aranui. "Why can't I just keep my mouth shut..."