Red Flows the Sirannon RPG

[Alcarillo]

"Father, come with me!"

Arenwino had appeared at Cainenyo's forge. There was no panic in his face, but excitement. Cainenyo wondered what this could be.

"To what?" Cainenyo asked, "Surely the city is not falling to the orcs?" He spoke half-sarcastically, and later was a little unsure if it was the right thing to say at the time.

"No, father," Arenwino said with a this-is-serious frown, "The palace gates are opening. There is about to be an announcement. I heard it myself. I was just there a minute ago with Veurotur and Erundil." Cainenyo recognized the last two names as two of Arenwino's soldier friends.

"And this announcement is from Celebrimbor?" Cainenyo said. Such things were rare indeed.

Arenwino confirmed this, and Cainenyo dropped his hammer on a table. Together father and son made their way to the huge palace of Celebrimbor, dominating the city skyline. Others walked with anticipation in the direction of the gates. Through the streets many others were peering out of windows and looking down the lane towards the palace. What was this news?