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Helkahothion · 05-08-2003, 02:01 PM

Krosan walked trough the rugged bushes of Ithilien, keeping in mind the message he had been given. It was like it was yesterday when he got the letter that bore the seal of the white tower. Actually, it was yesterday. The letter had stated:

Sir Krosan Wayfarer,

You are ordered to report to the great gate of Minas Tirith an hour before sunlight tomorrow. An officer of the Citadel Guard named Sir Mindalel will be in the inside of the gate. Speak to him for more orders. Prepare for a week of riding in the snow and combat. Horses will be provided.

Denathor, Steward of Gondor

He was so excited. It was two years since he had sworn loyalty to Gondor. And he was not forgotten. As the growing got thinner, he saw the great walls of Minas Tirith growing. It had always impressed them, the way they looked. Not even twenty Orc armies where going to break that thing down. Minas Tirith was surely the safest haven in whole of Middle Earth. Krosan wiped the black hair out of his face. He walked on, but his hair cought a branch. He took a piece of rope and tide it down. His long legs stepped to the gate and as he approached it, he could see the impressive walls towering above him. The wind cought his cloak and he rushed to the entrance. As he went to the gate, he saw others standing there. It appeared that he was not the only one who was not forgotten. He reported at the gate and soon afterwards, Sir Mindalel came walking out to greet the others.

05-08-2003, 02:01 PM	#8
Helkahothion Ghost Prince of Cardolan Join Date: Oct 2002 Location: The inside of Legolas' lungs Posts: 1,005	Krosan walked trough the rugged bushes of Ithilien, keeping in mind the message he had been given. It was like it was yesterday when he got the letter that bore the seal of the white tower. Actually, it was yesterday. The letter had stated: Sir Krosan Wayfarer, You are ordered to report to the great gate of Minas Tirith an hour before sunlight tomorrow. An officer of the Citadel Guard named Sir Mindalel will be in the inside of the gate. Speak to him for more orders. Prepare for a week of riding in the snow and combat. Horses will be provided. Denathor, Steward of Gondor He was so excited. It was two years since he had sworn loyalty to Gondor. And he was not forgotten. As the growing got thinner, he saw the great walls of Minas Tirith growing. It had always impressed them, the way they looked. Not even twenty Orc armies where going to break that thing down. Minas Tirith was surely the safest haven in whole of Middle Earth. Krosan wiped the black hair out of his face. He walked on, but his hair cought a branch. He took a piece of rope and tide it down. His long legs stepped to the gate and as he approached it, he could see the impressive walls towering above him. The wind cought his cloak and he rushed to the entrance. As he went to the gate, he saw others standing there. It appeared that he was not the only one who was not forgotten. He reported at the gate and soon afterwards, Sir Mindalel came walking out to greet the others.