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Macalaure · 02-25-2007, 02:49 PM

Disturbed by the horrible event of seeing his land drown in the floods of the Sea, Macalaure found it difficult to find sleep in the night. His thoughts were wide awake and his heart would not find rest. Suddenly there were noises heard outside his makeshift hut. “The others seem to be just as restless as I am.” he thought. Then slowly the door opened and four shades were seen in the dim light. They closed the door and stood in a half circle around his bed.

“Who are you?” Macalaure asked.

“We have come to bring news, first to you and then to all others through you.”

“I do not know what you mean!”

“Well, what you do know is, I suppose, that all hearts in Númenor are not drawn to Sauron. There are yet four of us here to serve the One, and so we will do until the utter end.”

A disdainful laugh escaped the mouth of Macalaure. “There are yet some of you we have not wiped out? Very well. Before the end comes you shall see that only the service to Melkor confers true power. Melkor gives life, your Eru only death.”

“Well, that we shall see." said one, and the Faithfuls drew closer around Macalaure.

*~*

The next morning the surviving Númenoreans gathered upon the Hill of Meneltarma to debate their future. But they noticed that Macalaure was not among them, so they went to his hut to see for him.

There was nothing that could have prepared them for what they were about to see. They opened the door and there lay the dead body of proud Macalaure, sickly defaced. Quickly they rushed towards him.

“I do not think he died an easy death” said Lalaith, kneeling over him “There are seven deep cuts over his body, but they have been given the time to start to heal.”

“And seven of his bones are broken!” said Nogrod, appalled and disgusted.

“Let us have more light inside here.” said Durelin, and lighted a torch.

And in this moment they saw the writing on the wall on the other side of the room. Written in Tengwar letters and in the language of the High-Elves – and in the blood of the victim – it said:

“Seven scars and broken bones
and one dead Mac!”

There the hearts of the people of Westernesse were stricken with horror and many cries of pain were heard.

Alone Rune, Son of Bjarne, kept his courage:

“The Faithfuls have plotted against us. They strike first. The next blow shall be ours!”

*~*

The Dead:

Macalaure (mod) - brutally killed by Faithfuls in Night One

The Living:

Brinniel
Durelin
Garin
Gil-Galad
Glirdan
the guy who be short
Holbytlass
Hookbill the Goomba
Kath
Kitanna
Lalaith
Legate of Amon Lanc
Mänwe
The Might
Mithalwen
Nogrod
Rikae
Roa_Aoife
Rune Son of Bjarne
The Saucepan Man
Thinlómien

Day 1 begins. You finally may start posting now. Wolves, stop pming. I need the lists of the hunter and the cobbler before the end of the Day.

02-25-2007, 02:49 PM	#5
Macalaure Fading Fëanorion Join Date: Mar 2006 Location: into the flood again Posts: 2,911	Disturbed by the horrible event of seeing his land drown in the floods of the Sea, Macalaure found it difficult to find sleep in the night. His thoughts were wide awake and his heart would not find rest. Suddenly there were noises heard outside his makeshift hut. “The others seem to be just as restless as I am.” he thought. Then slowly the door opened and four shades were seen in the dim light. They closed the door and stood in a half circle around his bed. “Who are you?” Macalaure asked. “We have come to bring news, first to you and then to all others through you.” “I do not know what you mean!” “Well, what you do know is, I suppose, that all hearts in Númenor are not drawn to Sauron. There are yet four of us here to serve the One, and so we will do until the utter end.” A disdainful laugh escaped the mouth of Macalaure. “There are yet some of you we have not wiped out? Very well. Before the end comes you shall see that only the service to Melkor confers true power. Melkor gives life, your Eru only death.” “Well, that we shall see." said one, and the Faithfuls drew closer around Macalaure. ~ The next morning the surviving Númenoreans gathered upon the Hill of Meneltarma to debate their future. But they noticed that Macalaure was not among them, so they went to his hut to see for him. There was nothing that could have prepared them for what they were about to see. They opened the door and there lay the dead body of proud Macalaure, sickly defaced. Quickly they rushed towards him. “I do not think he died an easy death” said Lalaith, kneeling over him “There are seven deep cuts over his body, but they have been given the time to start to heal.” “And seven of his bones are broken!” said Nogrod, appalled and disgusted. “Let us have more light inside here.” said Durelin, and lighted a torch. And in this moment they saw the writing on the wall on the other side of the room. Written in Tengwar letters and in the language of the High-Elves – and in the blood of the victim – it said: “Seven scars and broken bones and one dead Mac!” There the hearts of the people of Westernesse were stricken with horror and many cries of pain were heard. Alone Rune, Son of Bjarne, kept his courage: *“The Faithfuls have plotted against us. They strike first. The next blow shall be ours!”* ~ The Dead: Macalaure (mod) - brutally killed by Faithfuls in Night One The Living: Brinniel Durelin Garin Gil-Galad Glirdan the guy who be short Holbytlass Hookbill the Goomba Kath Kitanna Lalaith Legate of Amon Lanc Mänwe The Might Mithalwen Nogrod Rikae Roa_Aoife Rune Son of Bjarne The Saucepan Man Thinlómien Day 1 begins. You finally may start posting now. Wolves, stop pming. I need the lists of the hunter and the cobbler before the end of the Day.