LOTR RP Game part 1- Journey to Fornost

"We will have to change our security arrangements again. Someone must have given VERY specific information for him to be caught. I wager the Witch King hears every word we say. Damn his sorcery!"

"I agree with that, Turambar," Anglomir says. "Do you require much more of me?"

"What? Oh, no, not now, but keep your ears open, I need all the help I can get. Ask your charge to have a word with me, would you?"

"Will do," Anglomir says, walking towards Aranui. He notifies him of the conversation between him and Turambar, and that Turambar would like to talk with him.

"wich regions of arthedain are imminent to fall, your highness?" asks Vardalain deeply concerned.

"we got there as quickly as we were able," fin snaps, mildly irritated.

Marakith glares at you, Fin.

"I KNOW that," he says. "Which is why... there must have been somewhere ELSE that message got to." He points to the left hand half of the circle, the part he has shaded in. "Somewhere the orcs are operating from that we don't know about, in order to launch that attack."

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"None of it is about to fall," says Aranarth, "but the situation is... perilous. May I help?" he asks, as you approach, Anglomir.

"Thank you, I will" Aranui says to Anglomir, before heading towards Turambar.
"You wish to speak with me?"

"My compliments to yourself and your father," says Turambar, nodding. He ushers you to one side.

"Now, what actually ARE you doing here? No-one has told me a thing!"

"I, we, are simply here to spread a message of the best regards from Lord Erendurin. To pledge our great friendship with you."

(Not with Turambar, Aranui... he's the Gondorian ambassador!)

"Em..did you get the joke? ahahah" *sweating*
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ok..umm..what should I say to this fella?

I was kind of banking on Anglomir filling you in...

Technically this guy is your boss here- he is a direct represenative of the King. So naturally he wants to know why you are here without him having heard you were coming! How you handle it is up to you...

Talin tugs at Vardalain's shirt. "Vardalain, I need you to identify something..." Talin says, holding out the bag.

"We were ambushed at the tower, so there must have been more than three people that knew about it. An Orc escaped us who had been reading the dispatch and plotting on getting the Princess..."

"But where did that orc GO, is my question..." says Marakith.

Aranarth looks a bit nonplussed at you butting in, Talin.

"Sorry, your Highness..." Talin says. He waits quietly.

"in that case, perhaps we should bring this to the attention of someone who is more familiar with the land?"

I love a chance for everyone to learn about etiquette at court...

"These people don't get about much," says Marakith. He taps his marker against his map a few times. "Interesting," he says.

"interesting...?" fin echoes, eyebrows raised. (mwahahaha!! canadian laziness continues!! 😄)