Post by Faclan on Mar 4, 2016 8:51:51 GMT -6
I check and OOC - Here
Character creation Sheet - Here
Starting Location - Here On the Great West Road, just having passed the Fords of Isen
LoTR Timeline I will be using - Here (Hopefully its a good one D: )
We will be starting on December 22th, 3018. Three days before the Fellowship leave Rivendell. This is two months and twenty three days before the Battle of Pelennor Fields and three months and three days before the Ring is destroyed. (I am surprised how much time passes in the timelines, then again I guess walking across the land does take a long time.) BetaWülf or anyone else can request a time skip forward or backward if you want to at the start or during any time in the thread. This is just where I thought would be a good place to start.
Basic plot -
As most of the land at this point is only aware of movement and general dark tidings from Morder armies have only started to muster. Agents of Sauron have traveled to Harad and Rhun to gather forces for his armies. The Caravan of Kazdi, Tassi, and Raquir (BetaWülf ) are not aware that some of the individuals they passed on the road are going to conscript their people. Nimtari (Seraph ) is however fully aware of what is coming from the mostly comatose Hist Ents that only awoke to reveal the danger before returning to slumber. Their warning was clear, the Great Evil Fire is rising in Mordor and she must stop it. But how one would do that was left up to her to find out.
The caravan however will just be swept up in the madness of the War, their former mission of trade soon forgotten as they have to pick a side and try to survive.
The elves of all variety (obviously the Dunmer) also feel the sinister presence rising, and some have began to scout or mobilize to find out the issue. But the Dwarves, Nords, nearly all Men are not aware of what is coming. Or what will soon descend upon all of them.
The Elder Scrolls however have this entire event written down on their cryptic and magically drenched material. But at the moment the six known and named Scrolls have vanished from their holdings, seemingly without a trace. Should they be located however they would surely help with the coming crisis. But it is said the number of scrolls are infinite, just the ones that were previous known have vanished
Former locations; Bombadil's backpack (Alma Ruma), Edoras - Tomb of Kings (Altadoon), Moria (Chim), Rivendell (Ghartok), Minas Tirith (Mnem), Barad-Dur (Ni-Mohk (Possibly a reason for your Orc to be sent out BetaWülf , try and find it))
Any questions or comments should be directed to the OOC thread, as other people probably have the same questions or concerns as you.
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December 22, 3018 - midday. Gap of Rohan.
Caravan of Polati'Ra.
On the Great West Road, just past the Isen crossing.
Chit chat and dread.
It would only be a matter of time now until the Rohirim Horsemen descended upon the innocent caravan. Well...mostly Innocent. If the conversations overhead between Raquir and Tassi were any indication the former may have a reputation here...and, Polati mused as he directed the Camels back onto the road after the crossing, there may come a time when he would have to choose his goods or even life over the freedom or life of Raquir. And the Elder wasn't sure if he liked the answer his brain kept shouting at him. His morality and logic clashing as he silently sat in the lead Wagon. Able to see the potential trouble maker up the road a touch with Tassi by his side. Like Kazdi the leader also shared her trepidation's about Raquir being a bad influence on the, just, youngest member of the Caravan. Well besides Pebbles but thats neither here nor there. The Alfiq currently curled up on the seat beside Polati and snoozing the day away. Rikki on his other side who he turned toward as he finally broke the early morning silence.
"Know that this one trusts you Rikk, as we've made this journey many times together to Rohan to trade. But I'm sure you've seen the recent cautious behavior of the ones on the road. The Men here will be like that to an extreme level especially with us. So while I trust your decision to travel here know that its the least trust I've had in you thus far - even more so with our newest Guard."
The robed Rikki beside him just waved off Polati's concerns with a wave of his hand as he chewed on some bread he was holding. The seller knew that the Horsemen would stop and search them all but even with the bad kitten on board - taken on because of the possible increased danger from the black mountains, wouldn't be anything out of the ordinary for the Horsemen. "You worry too much friend - remember that all the Men here think of us as sly or rude thieves and cutters of purses and throats. So they will just see him as a normal Khajiit guard. It won't set them off anymore than they would be normally."
The Elder just grunted and looked back at the camel he was directing as the Caravan continued to slowly tromp down the road.
Jirahed, driving the second Caravan, was trying once again to try and reassure Kazdi, walking at the back of the Caravan, that her brother would be alright despite the evil influence of the thug up front.
"Your brother is a smart kitten Kazdi, raised right by your parents and the caravans back home. He wouldn't turn against all of that due to a few weeks of listening to one of our more rough brothers."
"You can't know that Jirahed!" She hissed, gripping the handle of her sword tighter as she walked behind the caravan. The camel not caring about their raised voices to be heard over the movement - but not by those at the front. "You know how eager he is for new experiences and people. He will take in and absorb all those tales of grandeur and adventure Rakky the Wrecker is pouring into his ears! Next time we make camp him and I are going to have a talk..."
"Kazdi, don't overstep your duties. If there is an issue Polati will address is. And Tassi and him are still doing fine jobs of guarding and scouting for us. You may not like it but right now there is no issue. Just the one you are creating."
"Creating?! The only one creating problems is Raquir! With his thieving and aggressive nature!"
Tassi, the subject of the concern, was just smiling as he walked beside Raquir. Bow over his back as his hands were resting in the pockets of his blue longcoat as his Orcish necklace bounced on his chest. He had heard many tales of this 'Rohan' when he was still in Harad. And so far the tales did indeed check out. Loads of greens and rolling hills with a few rocky outcroppings dotting the land. But one was right next to him to ask more about it who had been here before. To confirm or deny the tales he had heard about this place.
"Raquir." He asked, voice just full of excitement as he moved down the road. "Rohan sure is a change from Gondor and Harad isn't it? So much green and hills besides sand and flat planes...But is it true the Men here ride horses standing up and in great bands just riding through their lands? Will they like us? My Sister says they won't but I mean we're just merchants, they should like us." Such a boundless ball of happy energy.
Character creation Sheet - Here
Starting Location - Here On the Great West Road, just having passed the Fords of Isen
LoTR Timeline I will be using - Here (Hopefully its a good one D: )
We will be starting on December 22th, 3018. Three days before the Fellowship leave Rivendell. This is two months and twenty three days before the Battle of Pelennor Fields and three months and three days before the Ring is destroyed. (I am surprised how much time passes in the timelines, then again I guess walking across the land does take a long time.) BetaWülf or anyone else can request a time skip forward or backward if you want to at the start or during any time in the thread. This is just where I thought would be a good place to start.
Basic plot -
As most of the land at this point is only aware of movement and general dark tidings from Morder armies have only started to muster. Agents of Sauron have traveled to Harad and Rhun to gather forces for his armies. The Caravan of Kazdi, Tassi, and Raquir (BetaWülf ) are not aware that some of the individuals they passed on the road are going to conscript their people. Nimtari (Seraph ) is however fully aware of what is coming from the mostly comatose Hist Ents that only awoke to reveal the danger before returning to slumber. Their warning was clear, the Great Evil Fire is rising in Mordor and she must stop it. But how one would do that was left up to her to find out.
The caravan however will just be swept up in the madness of the War, their former mission of trade soon forgotten as they have to pick a side and try to survive.
The elves of all variety (obviously the Dunmer) also feel the sinister presence rising, and some have began to scout or mobilize to find out the issue. But the Dwarves, Nords, nearly all Men are not aware of what is coming. Or what will soon descend upon all of them.
The Elder Scrolls however have this entire event written down on their cryptic and magically drenched material. But at the moment the six known and named Scrolls have vanished from their holdings, seemingly without a trace. Should they be located however they would surely help with the coming crisis. But it is said the number of scrolls are infinite, just the ones that were previous known have vanished
Former locations; Bombadil's backpack (Alma Ruma), Edoras - Tomb of Kings (Altadoon), Moria (Chim), Rivendell (Ghartok), Minas Tirith (Mnem), Barad-Dur (Ni-Mohk (Possibly a reason for your Orc to be sent out BetaWülf , try and find it))
Any questions or comments should be directed to the OOC thread, as other people probably have the same questions or concerns as you.
-------------------------------------------
December 22, 3018 - midday. Gap of Rohan.
Caravan of Polati'Ra.
On the Great West Road, just past the Isen crossing.
Chit chat and dread.
It would only be a matter of time now until the Rohirim Horsemen descended upon the innocent caravan. Well...mostly Innocent. If the conversations overhead between Raquir and Tassi were any indication the former may have a reputation here...and, Polati mused as he directed the Camels back onto the road after the crossing, there may come a time when he would have to choose his goods or even life over the freedom or life of Raquir. And the Elder wasn't sure if he liked the answer his brain kept shouting at him. His morality and logic clashing as he silently sat in the lead Wagon. Able to see the potential trouble maker up the road a touch with Tassi by his side. Like Kazdi the leader also shared her trepidation's about Raquir being a bad influence on the, just, youngest member of the Caravan. Well besides Pebbles but thats neither here nor there. The Alfiq currently curled up on the seat beside Polati and snoozing the day away. Rikki on his other side who he turned toward as he finally broke the early morning silence.
"Know that this one trusts you Rikk, as we've made this journey many times together to Rohan to trade. But I'm sure you've seen the recent cautious behavior of the ones on the road. The Men here will be like that to an extreme level especially with us. So while I trust your decision to travel here know that its the least trust I've had in you thus far - even more so with our newest Guard."
The robed Rikki beside him just waved off Polati's concerns with a wave of his hand as he chewed on some bread he was holding. The seller knew that the Horsemen would stop and search them all but even with the bad kitten on board - taken on because of the possible increased danger from the black mountains, wouldn't be anything out of the ordinary for the Horsemen. "You worry too much friend - remember that all the Men here think of us as sly or rude thieves and cutters of purses and throats. So they will just see him as a normal Khajiit guard. It won't set them off anymore than they would be normally."
The Elder just grunted and looked back at the camel he was directing as the Caravan continued to slowly tromp down the road.
Jirahed, driving the second Caravan, was trying once again to try and reassure Kazdi, walking at the back of the Caravan, that her brother would be alright despite the evil influence of the thug up front.
"Your brother is a smart kitten Kazdi, raised right by your parents and the caravans back home. He wouldn't turn against all of that due to a few weeks of listening to one of our more rough brothers."
"You can't know that Jirahed!" She hissed, gripping the handle of her sword tighter as she walked behind the caravan. The camel not caring about their raised voices to be heard over the movement - but not by those at the front. "You know how eager he is for new experiences and people. He will take in and absorb all those tales of grandeur and adventure Rakky the Wrecker is pouring into his ears! Next time we make camp him and I are going to have a talk..."
"Kazdi, don't overstep your duties. If there is an issue Polati will address is. And Tassi and him are still doing fine jobs of guarding and scouting for us. You may not like it but right now there is no issue. Just the one you are creating."
"Creating?! The only one creating problems is Raquir! With his thieving and aggressive nature!"
Tassi, the subject of the concern, was just smiling as he walked beside Raquir. Bow over his back as his hands were resting in the pockets of his blue longcoat as his Orcish necklace bounced on his chest. He had heard many tales of this 'Rohan' when he was still in Harad. And so far the tales did indeed check out. Loads of greens and rolling hills with a few rocky outcroppings dotting the land. But one was right next to him to ask more about it who had been here before. To confirm or deny the tales he had heard about this place.
"Raquir." He asked, voice just full of excitement as he moved down the road. "Rohan sure is a change from Gondor and Harad isn't it? So much green and hills besides sand and flat planes...But is it true the Men here ride horses standing up and in great bands just riding through their lands? Will they like us? My Sister says they won't but I mean we're just merchants, they should like us." Such a boundless ball of happy energy.
