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Warden, Chapter I - Call to Arms! - DETAILS
This is the first event of a major project: a history of the Guardians of Flame of Anor which all take part!
E 'more than just an event, is something that binds us as a guild beyond what is proposed by the game itself, here the game we create it!
There will be quests and objectives of every kind, following a basic story that will be revealed step by step.
E 'an event to which all are called to participate (depending on the level required for the different chapters).
It 's a RPG event, you shall be your character and interpret it the best, with his history, his emotions, his fears and everything else. (There will be situations that will allow for greater interpretation and other RPGs that are more frantic, and then repeatedly to combat).
Blaze the flame of Anor!
__________________________
Meeting Thursday, 20/9/2007:
hours: 20:30
place : Glan Vraig (Ettenmoors)
lvl: 40 +
goal: win back the Erenbrulli (Ettenmoors)
RPGs ON
There is no valid reason for not participating (for those who are online).
Will be prepared a little guide on how to act in PvMP in general and in this event in particular.
Detailed information in the coming days.
This is the first event of a major project: a history of the Guardians of Flame of Anor which all take part!
E 'more than just an event, is something that binds us as a guild beyond what is proposed by the game itself, here the game we create it!
There will be quests and objectives of every kind, following a basic story that will be revealed step by step.
E 'an event to which all are called to participate (depending on the level required for the different chapters).
It 's a RPG event, you shall be your character and interpret it the best, with his history, his emotions, his fears and everything else. (There will be situations that will allow for greater interpretation and other RPGs that are more frantic, and then repeatedly to combat).
Blaze the flame of Anor!
__________________________
Meeting Thursday, 20/9/2007:
hours: 20:30
place : Glan Vraig (Ettenmoors)
lvl: 40 +
goal: win back the Erenbrulli (Ettenmoors)
RPGs ON
There is no valid reason for not participating (for those who are online).
Will be prepared a little guide on how to act in PvMP in general and in this event in particular.
Detailed information in the coming days.
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Keepers of Epic, Chapter I - Call to Arms! Two other
Thorombar was running now for two days, despite the wound to the chest sometimes bleed profusely. Once again provided the potions from Ago had saved his life and mitigate the effects of the poison with which the orcs used to dip the arrows. The framework created by Caradril Ifareth and had not allowed the long claws of the Warg penetrate deep into the meat and that it was once again grateful.
Territories around him began at last to acquire a familiar look and his priority was no longer survive as the urgency to communicate to the Grand Master of the events which he witnessed. Once outside the county, his vision began to blur and progressive loss of consciousness that soon followed, caught him completely off guard, letting it roll down the sides of the hill like a lifeless bundle.
Khamei When he woke up next to them was, intently listening to what they were discussing some of the figures most variance. At the same time rested with considerable skill ointments on his rough skin marked by an increasing number of scars. Biosasso, not far away, seemed to oversee the care with which he was worked. The pain was leaving his body while at the same time the memory of what happened surfaced bully: "Let me talk to the Grand Master, now, now!".
Although he could not see clearly, he sensed the presence of all eyes upon himself. A calm and friendly voice he recognized as that of Teg came to his ears: "Do not you have enough? We've already said and repeated a thousand times since yesterday what has happened in the Ettenmoors. The flags are waving war since this morning, all were summoned to the Guardian. "
Thorombar, he could not understand how he could communicate what happened during his unconscious agony, but obviously things went exactly like that. "Mastro Thorombar 'said the Grand Master" it is clear that your words were compelling need to hear, and did not expect you to give voluntarily. Apparently you have been witness to terrible events, as we've reported, but I think at this point must hear again what you have to say. "
Xiv approached her bed and helped him to get along with Gundabur: "I sincerely hope that you will not none of these portraits, my carpenters will not like it at all."
"Mastro Xiv, difficult to refute what I do not remember having spoken, but I do not think your sorry ax too to hear what I have to say, "then got up from bed supported by surprisingly strong arm of the healer.
Keepers Many, many more than they had ever seen together, crowding the one now recognized as the Council Hall. Men, elves, dwarves and hobbits, each of them ready for battle, staring at him waiting. "It 's a sad day and in fact there are few things I have to tell you, but are of great importance to all free peoples of Middle-earth. I have been inadvertent witness to a covenant repugnant. The orc tribes hours do not count on help from them only more monstrous wolves, but have formed an alliance with Troll from Angmar. The Dark Lord has claimed the region known as the Ettenmoors to us and has sent his most powerful servants. "
Captain Ifareth at this point interjected: "Our strongholds are falling? All of them? ".
"Yes, one after another, relentlessly. Only a few rangers were able to slow abominable horde before they fall too. Whole villages have disappeared within a few hours and the few survivors who escaped by pure luck to me as cowardly ambush of Warg, they headed south through Glen Vraig Coldfells to achieve. Does not last long. "
Tobaldi approached him, regardless the puzzled looks of these dwarfs, "Mastro Thorombar, our messengers have already taken your words to all the Keepers, and see how everyone has answered the call of the Grand Master. Now we are ready, but we need to know exactly where they stood their stronghold, where we are resisting, and how many are moving to those lands. " The captain turned his halberd Fastamanne so that it rests along the right side, appoggiandocisi slightly injured and watched the dwarf confirming his eyes that he believed essential to answer these questions.
"Captain Thordur himself called me, making me fall from the first and possibly only, line of battle. And 'failed to send messengers but few doubt that they arrived at their destination as yet no relief came. From what he told me, their hopes are based solely on us. We are the only ones able to stop the bloodshed and restore those lands. "Said that he collapsed again on the bed exhausted.
" You have again confirmed that there had announced, "he said almost to himself the Grand Master then addressed the case features" And 'now clear that the Dark Lord of the detailed designs on the region and now is the time to share what I've been told by teachers and Pengrandir Gipdir "spread a buzz in the room" Do not you draw hasty conclusions, privacy investigations, as you know, it is often the only means of survival for our observers. It would be foolish to underestimate the action of the spies of our enemies. Now it is time to reveal what they have learned. "Tacit consent to continue came from the room. "Already suspicious of Angmar and Trolls in Fornost Keepers had been reported by some, but our information ends there. I thought it important to verify the meaning and ultimate goal. The ability of subterfuge are sometimes more important than a cavalry charge, and so my choice fell on two Masters Pengradir Gipdir and with the approval of the Council. What they discovered, have been extract information on human outcasts subservient to the enemy. The Dark Lord is planning an attack on the city of Brea in order to break the strength of free peoples affecting the heart. To be successful it needs to arm a large army, but the actions of the Keepers to Angmar, Misty Mountains and Sarnur slowed considerably their ability to extract metal and this prevented him from pursuing his goals. As you know in the Ettenmoors is one of the largest mines of Middle-earth, but until now their uncoated control the strategic role instead presents at this time. We did not have the security of those who were until recently few simple assumptions. Mastro was sent Thorombar verificarene there just for the truth. Unfortunately, the news reported that there are worse than I thought. "
Mastro Caradril approached the Grand Master, who gave him the word with a gesture of assent of the head," Guardian, control passes from the control of the mines of the strongholds of region, if we remove them from the clutches of the Dark Lord we must first retrieve them one by one. We can not count on any help as it has been confirmed, and this is why we have called upon all to rally. " Captain Ifareth the back of the room he heard her voice: "The war flags of the Keepers of the Flame of Anor already waving and prancing horses impatient, it's time to fight one more time together. There will be no mercy and there will be no surrender. If we fail we will have no place to hide and regroup. The defeat is not an option we can consider. "
The Grand Master raised his sword pointing towards the sky:" There will be defeated, "he cried," Running the Guardian, this time death will follow us closely. " 
Thorombar was running now for two days, despite the wound to the chest sometimes bleed profusely. Once again provided the potions from Ago had saved his life and mitigate the effects of the poison with which the orcs used to dip the arrows. The framework created by Caradril Ifareth and had not allowed the long claws of the Warg penetrate deep into the meat and that it was once again grateful.
Territories around him began at last to acquire a familiar look and his priority was no longer survive as the urgency to communicate to the Grand Master of the events which he witnessed. Once outside the county, his vision began to blur and progressive loss of consciousness that soon followed, caught him completely off guard, letting it roll down the sides of the hill like a lifeless bundle.
Khamei When he woke up next to them was, intently listening to what they were discussing some of the figures most variance. At the same time rested with considerable skill ointments on his rough skin marked by an increasing number of scars. Biosasso, not far away, seemed to oversee the care with which he was worked. The pain was leaving his body while at the same time the memory of what happened surfaced bully: "Let me talk to the Grand Master, now, now!".
Although he could not see clearly, he sensed the presence of all eyes upon himself. A calm and friendly voice he recognized as that of Teg came to his ears: "Do not you have enough? We've already said and repeated a thousand times since yesterday what has happened in the Ettenmoors. The flags are waving war since this morning, all were summoned to the Guardian. "
Thorombar, he could not understand how he could communicate what happened during his unconscious agony, but obviously things went exactly like that. "Mastro Thorombar 'said the Grand Master" it is clear that your words were compelling need to hear, and did not expect you to give voluntarily. Apparently you have been witness to terrible events, as we've reported, but I think at this point must hear again what you have to say. "
Xiv approached her bed and helped him to get along with Gundabur: "I sincerely hope that you will not none of these portraits, my carpenters will not like it at all."
"Mastro Xiv, difficult to refute what I do not remember having spoken, but I do not think your sorry ax too to hear what I have to say, "then got up from bed supported by surprisingly strong arm of the healer.
Keepers Many, many more than they had ever seen together, crowding the one now recognized as the Council Hall. Men, elves, dwarves and hobbits, each of them ready for battle, staring at him waiting. "It 's a sad day and in fact there are few things I have to tell you, but are of great importance to all free peoples of Middle-earth. I have been inadvertent witness to a covenant repugnant. The orc tribes hours do not count on help from them only more monstrous wolves, but have formed an alliance with Troll from Angmar. The Dark Lord has claimed the region known as the Ettenmoors to us and has sent his most powerful servants. "
Captain Ifareth at this point interjected: "Our strongholds are falling? All of them? ".
"Yes, one after another, relentlessly. Only a few rangers were able to slow abominable horde before they fall too. Whole villages have disappeared within a few hours and the few survivors who escaped by pure luck to me as cowardly ambush of Warg, they headed south through Glen Vraig Coldfells to achieve. Does not last long. "
Tobaldi approached him, regardless the puzzled looks of these dwarfs, "Mastro Thorombar, our messengers have already taken your words to all the Keepers, and see how everyone has answered the call of the Grand Master. Now we are ready, but we need to know exactly where they stood their stronghold, where we are resisting, and how many are moving to those lands. " The captain turned his halberd Fastamanne so that it rests along the right side, appoggiandocisi slightly injured and watched the dwarf confirming his eyes that he believed essential to answer these questions.
"Captain Thordur himself called me, making me fall from the first and possibly only, line of battle. And 'failed to send messengers but few doubt that they arrived at their destination as yet no relief came. From what he told me, their hopes are based solely on us. We are the only ones able to stop the bloodshed and restore those lands. "Said that he collapsed again on the bed exhausted.
" You have again confirmed that there had announced, "he said almost to himself the Grand Master then addressed the case features" And 'now clear that the Dark Lord of the detailed designs on the region and now is the time to share what I've been told by teachers and Pengrandir Gipdir "spread a buzz in the room" Do not you draw hasty conclusions, privacy investigations, as you know, it is often the only means of survival for our observers. It would be foolish to underestimate the action of the spies of our enemies. Now it is time to reveal what they have learned. "Tacit consent to continue came from the room. "Already suspicious of Angmar and Trolls in Fornost Keepers had been reported by some, but our information ends there. I thought it important to verify the meaning and ultimate goal. The ability of subterfuge are sometimes more important than a cavalry charge, and so my choice fell on two Masters Pengradir Gipdir and with the approval of the Council. What they discovered, have been extract information on human outcasts subservient to the enemy. The Dark Lord is planning an attack on the city of Brea in order to break the strength of free peoples affecting the heart. To be successful it needs to arm a large army, but the actions of the Keepers to Angmar, Misty Mountains and Sarnur slowed considerably their ability to extract metal and this prevented him from pursuing his goals. As you know in the Ettenmoors is one of the largest mines of Middle-earth, but until now their uncoated control the strategic role instead presents at this time. We did not have the security of those who were until recently few simple assumptions. Mastro was sent Thorombar verificarene there just for the truth. Unfortunately, the news reported that there are worse than I thought. "
Mastro Caradril approached the Grand Master, who gave him the word with a gesture of assent of the head," Guardian, control passes from the control of the mines of the strongholds of region, if we remove them from the clutches of the Dark Lord we must first retrieve them one by one. We can not count on any help as it has been confirmed, and this is why we have called upon all to rally. " Captain Ifareth the back of the room he heard her voice: "The war flags of the Keepers of the Flame of Anor already waving and prancing horses impatient, it's time to fight one more time together. There will be no mercy and there will be no surrender. If we fail we will have no place to hide and regroup. The defeat is not an option we can consider. "
The Grand Master raised his sword pointing towards the sky:" There will be defeated, "he cried," Running the Guardian, this time death will follow us closely. "
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