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Volo · 01-14-2008, 02:00 PM

Then it was that the Ar-Pharazôn, King of Kings sent his men East to find famed warriors from all over Middle-earth. For a great competition was to be held at the Golden Temple of Armenelos. Heroes of valour would battle each other and the last one standing would be deemed worthy and granted immortality. The trial of skills would last 15 long days and after a party to honor the winner, also lasting 15 days.

Only the best of the best were invited but even so many fell back in fear of the Númenóreans. The warriors finally chosen to set sail for the Island were of a truly mighty lot, each more fearsome than the preveous and each with a glorious past, all unlike.

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18 beautiful ships arrived to the port of Rómenna that day, each bearing one of the warriors who sought eternal life. Or did they have more reasons than that to leave on this dangerous quest? At least most of the compeditors pondered most of their journeys about their preveous life, not all of course, as they were given free access to their favourite food, being a part of the greatest event to take place in Númenor. As their ships reached the harbour they were lead away into their personal lodgings for the night.

On the next day each was personally brought in front of the most important persons in the whole world. A third of the warriors had permission to enter the Ar-Pharazôn’s palace and were blessed there by the King of Kings himself, an other third was brought to the great altar of the Golden Temple where Sauron the servant of Melkor gave them the strength of Melkor. The last third was taken to Ar-Zimraphel the Queen. None but the six warriors themselves knew that Tar Míriel secretly showed them the hights of Meneltarma, the Pillar of Heavens where she prayed Eru to save the warriors from peril. Little did she know that this was forseen by Sauron…

The third day was the last day before the first battles were to begin. Ugh-Friedrich, the host showed the 18 heroes the arena prepared. He should have known better though. As soon as they entered the Temple’s large circle, all the doors around them were shut.

Something was wrong, quite clearly. Ugh-Friedrich tried his best to look calm and knowledgeable, but the warriors didn’t pay any attention to him. It took him some time to notice that it was primarily because Ar-Pharazon stood on a high balcony. He welcomed the warriors once again and told them that they weren’t allowed to leave this building. All exept Ugh-Friedrich. He told them that he wanted them to spend the last days of their lives together, but when somebody dared to ask him what was the reason of it, he glared at the brave one with slight madness and left the balcony while humming to himself.

After a short while of sulking around a new person entered the balcony, this time the Queen. Ar-Zimraphel panted hard and shouted to the warriors that they were being betrayed. As they looked at her in alarm they saw that she looked more afraid than anybody they had ever seen before. Even more afraid than the poor buggers some of them had killed in most painful ways. The first warrior to come to her senses asked the Queen to tell more, but she never got the chance to say another word because two of Melkor’s priests jumped at her from from behind the balcony curtains and dragged her away.

It wasn’t true horror the warriors experienced. The feeling was of such high bafflement that horror had to wait for another moment. And then Sauron entered the balcony and just stood there for a while. Then he started laughing and told them that six of them were now his servants. Werewolves to be precise. Quite strong as such. This caused anger in the warriors and they wished they could attack Sauron. The brave one shouted at him and challenged him to a duel, but Sauron just continued laughing and left the balcony.

The 19 waited for somebody else to appear, but nobody did come, Slowly a discussion began.

Alive:
Brinniel
THE Ka
Shastanis Althereduin
satansaloser2005
Aganzir
McCaber
Nogrod
Legate of Amon Lanc
The Might
Thinlómien
Valier
Groin Redbeard
Meneltarmacil
Kath
Gil-Galad
Roa_Aoife
Naria
Azaelia of Willowbottom
Isabellkya
Rikae
A Little Green
Ugh-Friedrich (host)

01-14-2008, 02:00 PM	#1
Volo Silver in My Silent Heart Join Date: Aug 2006 Location: the great beauty Posts: 1,611	Werewolf XLII: The meaning of life forever Then it was that the Ar-Pharazôn, King of Kings sent his men East to find famed warriors from all over Middle-earth. For a great competition was to be held at the Golden Temple of Armenelos. Heroes of valour would battle each other and the last one standing would be deemed worthy and granted immortality. The trial of skills would last 15 long days and after a party to honor the winner, also lasting 15 days. Only the best of the best were invited but even so many fell back in fear of the Númenóreans. The warriors finally chosen to set sail for the Island were of a truly mighty lot, each more fearsome than the preveous and each with a glorious past, all unlike. -----------~~ 18 beautiful ships arrived to the port of Rómenna that day, each bearing one of the warriors who sought eternal life. Or did they have more reasons than that to leave on this dangerous quest? At least most of the compeditors pondered most of their journeys about their preveous life, not all of course, as they were given free access to their favourite food, being a part of the greatest event to take place in Númenor. As their ships reached the harbour they were lead away into their personal lodgings for the night. On the next day each was personally brought in front of the most important persons in the whole world. A third of the warriors had permission to enter the Ar-Pharazôn’s palace and were blessed there by the King of Kings himself, an other third was brought to the great altar of the Golden Temple where Sauron the servant of Melkor gave them the strength of Melkor. The last third was taken to Ar-Zimraphel the Queen. None but the six warriors themselves knew that Tar Míriel secretly showed them the hights of Meneltarma, the Pillar of Heavens where she prayed Eru to save the warriors from peril. Little did she know that this was forseen by Sauron… The third day was the last day before the first battles were to begin. Ugh-Friedrich, the host showed the 18 heroes the arena prepared. He should have known better though. As soon as they entered the Temple’s large circle, all the doors around them were shut. Something was wrong, quite clearly. Ugh-Friedrich tried his best to look calm and knowledgeable, but the warriors didn’t pay any attention to him. It took him some time to notice that it was primarily because Ar-Pharazon stood on a high balcony. He welcomed the warriors once again and told them that they weren’t allowed to leave this building. All exept Ugh-Friedrich. He told them that he wanted them to spend the last days of their lives together, but when somebody dared to ask him what was the reason of it, he glared at the brave one with slight madness and left the balcony while humming to himself. After a short while of sulking around a new person entered the balcony, this time the Queen. Ar-Zimraphel panted hard and shouted to the warriors that they were being betrayed. As they looked at her in alarm they saw that she looked more afraid than anybody they had ever seen before. Even more afraid than the poor buggers some of them had killed in most painful ways. The first warrior to come to her senses asked the Queen to tell more, but she never got the chance to say another word because two of Melkor’s priests jumped at her from from behind the balcony curtains and dragged her away. It wasn’t true horror the warriors experienced. The feeling was of such high bafflement that horror had to wait for another moment. And then Sauron entered the balcony and just stood there for a while. Then he started laughing and told them that six of them were now his servants. Werewolves to be precise. Quite strong as such. This caused anger in the warriors and they wished they could attack Sauron. The brave one shouted at him and challenged him to a duel, but Sauron just continued laughing and left the balcony. The 19 waited for somebody else to appear, but nobody did come, Slowly a discussion began. Alive: Brinniel THE Ka Shastanis Althereduin satansaloser2005 Aganzir McCaber Nogrod Legate of Amon Lanc The Might Thinlómien Valier Groin Redbeard Meneltarmacil Kath Gil-Galad Roa_Aoife Naria Azaelia of Willowbottom Isabellkya Rikae A Little Green Ugh-Friedrich (host) __________________ Fenris Wolf The EVEN NEWER Barrow-Downs Photo Page Last edited by Volo; 01-25-2008 at 07:37 PM.