The Dead Marshes

[grinash]

*Come, light little candles of your own.*


*There is a bog nearby. You have smelled it. You work your way through the marshes, choosing your footing carefully. Wait-there is a light. It seems to be calling you-a beacon. You walk to it. There-under the water....a body. An elf.....so hauntingly beautiful. Reaching towards you.....with a splash you fall into the water. Engulfed by the cold liquid, ghosts circle you. Long hands reaching for you...you feel dizzy. Your eyes closed, you sink into unconciousness. The ghosts swirl around you, pale and milky white. Thump. You awake. You blink, and become aware of your surroundings. There are no ghosts. Just blackness. Then a light: and a voice saying,

"Welcome tresspasser, to the Dead Marshes. You have stumbled upon the entryway to the Secret Council...."

Then the blackness returns.

[Gandalf the White]

is this supposed to be an RPG of some sort, or did you just get bored and decide to make a post?

[Tinaldor]

could be either by the sounds of things.

I like the sounds of secret council though.... ;D

[TheBratPrincess]

(Gonna post in RPG form hope that's cool Grina)

*BP saunters quietly into the dead marshes. Her senses are intoxicated by the lights and endless smell that greets her. But she is unafraid, for she is the female incarnation of Melkor. She fears NOTHING.* "So what is this council for? And who holds it in MY land without MY permission?"

[Tinaldor]

*through the mist, Tinaldor could recognise the figure of his love. quietly he stalked over, and placed his arms around her.*

I'm glad you're back.
What is this secret council of which you speak? and upon what do they meet?

[Aerianeth]

wow! that was fun, can I do it again??
;D
what is this secret council? it looks fun, can I join the "secret council"?

[Tinaldor]

you cannot join what you do not know.
*pulls out sword*
im not taking chances.

[Aerianeth]

men...
put your sword away tinaldor, don't waste your energy...
my father once told me about a secret council when i was a
young elf, i know what it is...

[Tinaldor]

*looking at his once friend, he laughed aloud. How could she know of such things? she was no thinker! she was a fighter! he slowly put his sword away, but kept his hand on the hilt.*
I have studied thousands of years, and know many lores of the land, but i have never heard of a council in the marshes.
*tinaldor pulled out his sword, and placed on his helmet.*
if they were evil, they would have Bp's permission. but they do not. be wary, we may not be welcome.

[Aerianeth]

you have a helmet?
shocker.
*pulls out sword and checks to see if bow and arrows are in place*
i love a fight. as u said im a fighter, always have, always will be.
...im bored. i wanna kill somethin!!!

[grinash]

As to answer your question, BP, I have created this Council. As a ruler of Mordor, I can, can I not? Either way, this Council is to plan and plot. You can become a Council member by filling out this form:

Name:
Alliance:
Kingdom:
Position:

[Tinaldor]

*puts away sword*
I think I'll take a form.

name: Tinaldor Neharma
alliance: evil
kingdom: Nan Elmoth
position: ruler

[Aerianeth]

Grìnash said:

As to answer your question, BP, I have created this Council. As a ruler of Mordor, I can, can I not? Either way, this Council is to plan and plot. You can become a Council member by filling out this form:

Name: Aerineth
Alliance:good
Kingdom:Rivendell
Position:ruler

there u go.

[Tinaldor]

*slowly he walked in the direction of a murmuring he heard in the distance*
i fear not death, for i am its bringer.

[Aerianeth]

the bringer of death ooo, spooky.

I AM SOOOOO SCARED.



anyway what is that noise?
*pulls out bow and arrow*

please be something exciting and killable.