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Town
A little town, with soft grass and warm dirt. The roads are simple dirt, and all sorts of shops and houses are set up along the sides.
Rules
Inn
Frodo and Pippin's house
Aragorn's Castle

Subject: Ar-Pharazon


Author:
Legolas
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Date Posted: 14:29:21 07/06/03 Sun

Legolas snapped the clasp of the cloak shut. He brought the hood up and clutched it close. 'I should've grabbed a shirt while I was there.' His left arm and back was hurting as he hadn't gotten a change to clean the dirt out. He glanced nervously out from beneath his hood. He knew he had to get out of this town. The men that were searching for him were staying for a week. So he would have that much head start. 'If only he was different.' Legolas shook his head. 'He doesn't exist anymore. There was no one named Aragorn.' Legolas frowned and got lost in his thoughts. The next thing he knew he was being yanked back to a warm body. Legolas gasped but it wasn't heard as a hand covered his mouth while another one gripped around his waist, pinning his arms to his side. Legolas' noises were muffled and he tried to get loose. His heart sank as he figured out who it was that held him. The person behind him whispered to him. "It seems our suspicions paid off. We got you back little elf. After all our long searching, we've finally found you. How's it feel to finally be back where you belong." Legolas tried to bite the hand but the hand around his waist tightened, and he could tell that the hand that was holding him was also holding a knife pressed to his side. Legolas knew they wouldn't kill him, but nobody ever said anything about seriously injuring. Legolas fought back his panic as he was dragged along behind the shops and houses and into a dark alley. 'What is he doing?!' Legolas continued to struggle. He didn't know if he should be relieved or not when the man pushed through a door in the side of a building. He had a glimpse of a room of the inn before he was pulled up the stairs and thrown into a room at the end of a hallway. He hit the floor with a thud and before he could react someone grabbed his hair and pulled him up. His eyes widened and he took a deep breath as he looked up at Sauron. "Hello my little elf. The contract starts now and we've agreed I get the first month to rebreak you in." Sauron leered at him and waved the others away. He grabbed Legolas's arm and pulled him closer. "You'll pay for all you've put me through."

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Subject: Nazgul


Author:
Sauron
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Date Posted: 17:13:01 07/05/03 Sat

Sauron pushed through the people, stopping some and asking his questions. He growled. 'Where is he?! I know he's been this way.' He could intimidate anyone. He was taller than most and had a heavy build. He was wearing dark clothes with a dark cloak, hiding his face completely. And his belt held his large sword that he made sure was visible for everyone to see. He grabbed a passerby by his collar and lifted him up. "Have you seen an elf by here? If you have or you do, it'd be in your best interest to tell me." The man he had grabbed was obviously terrified. His mouth opened and closed. "I...I don't k..know anyt..anything!"

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Subject: Shadow Whip~


Author:
Aragorn
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Date Posted: 18:19:10 06/29/03 Sun

With fire at his heels, Aragorn stormed through the market place of the town. Being alone in that palace was driving him crazy...er. As he walked, he sighed at the people who scurried out of the way. Being treated like a prince drove him to the point of extremes. Horse riding was the only thing that seemed to give him some relief from the bowing and tittering and cowering. Looking over his shoulder, Aragorn spotted the Blackberry inn. 'A good drink is what a need right now...And no-one interrupts me while I'm drinking...' He began at a swift walk on the warm dirt to the Inn.

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