Riders of Rohan: 3rd Muster: Mods please lock

[RohanCouncil]

Forth Eorlingas!!!


Welcome to the Riders of Rohan Guild the Third Muster.

We here are dedicated to the preservation and furtherance of the greatest kingdom in Middle Earth: Rohan. Of course.

This thread is dedicated to Rohan and its people. We post stories and poems concerning our favorite land here, discuss things relating to Rohan and its people, and we from time to time do a light RP. Below are some links to some other threads that we are apart of. Two being our former threads here in Alliances and Guilds. Also, you will find links to the former and current major RPs that we are doing over in the Prancing Pony.

Membership here in the Guild is easy: Just ask and join.

Your alliance does not have to be Rohan, even though it is the best looking one.

To join in the RPs, here are the things that you need to do:
1) You must first ask (that's the polite thing to do ).
2) You must submit an RP writing sample, like a story. This is new. Look at some of our stories in the previous thread, or here as they are submitted. They don't have to be as long of course, just a sample.
3) And last you must post a bio of your character that you would like to use.

Currently our RP in the Pony is full, but there is a light RP going on here in this thread that all are welcome to join.

If you have any questions concerning Rohan or its people, then ask them here. We may not know the answer right off, but we will help you look for it.

When you submit a story submission post, poem, or an RP post you earn a point. Story submissions should be somehow related to Middle Earth if at all possible.

Below are the levels that you can attain as a member of this thread, and the points required to reach that level. We are counting the light RP posts as well now, but they must be a quailty post. Not a one liner, or one that doesn't add to the story.

New Info
We have had several occasions where two posters will work together to combine a post. That is great and is the way that RPs are supposed to work. The more you work together the better off the story will be. But to keep things simple for the counts from now on, only the person who actually puts up the post on TORC will be credited for it. If the two persons work on another post together, just mix up who puts the post up.


King or Queen (1000)
Prince or Princess (700)
Marshal (400)
Captain (200)
King's Rider (100)
Rider (50)
Standard Bearer (20)
Scout (10)
Stable Boy/Girl (0-9)


Below is a member list of the Riders that we have as of right now by ranking. If you haven't posted recently your seat in the hall is still available. There is a for every member at the top of the page. Every Rohirrim has to have a horse you know.


Captain Elladan_Elfhelm (Dan) 324
Captain Shieldmaidenofrohan (Smor) 245
King's Rider Gwenare (Gwen) 165
King's Rider Lark (Lark) 109
Rider Whereismysam (Wimsie or Wims) 78
Rider Johnny_Flett (JF) 57
Standard Bearer Maranwe-Ar-Feiniel (Mara) 45
Standard Bearer Spirit_of_the_Willow (Willow) 37
Standard Bearer Nicasm (Nic) 38
Standard Bearer Riot (Riot) 25
Scout Bill_N_Sam (nonsense) 12
Stable Boy Smogsflame (SF or Smog) 6
Stable Girl Nimrihil (Nim) 5





Members Who AreOut On Patrol.

King's Rider Borin_Silversmith (Borin) 105
Rider Robin_Greenleaf (Robin) 97
Rider Leofwine/Sneezer (Lef) 95
Rider RingForger (RF) 74
Scout Starshadow (Star) 11
Stable Boy Quimrill Renctar (Quill) 4
Stable Boy -l---Anduril (Andu)





Here are the links that we mentioned above:

Riders of Rohan Vengeance Unleashed
Vengeance Unleashed OOC

Riders of Rohan Second Muster

Riders of Rohan First Muster

Riders of Rohan A Red Dawn Rising

Below are some links to some of the individual stories that some of our members have done or started in the previous thread.

Smor, Lark, and Elladan's stories start on the first page of Riders of Rohan Second Muster.

Gwenare's story of Gwenare and Eoden starts
here.

-I---Anduril's story starts
here.

Ringforger's story begins
here.

Ketha-Baranduin's story starts
here.


Maranwe-Ar-Feiniel's story starts
here.

Nicasam's story starts
here.

Bellmaker4's story starts
here.

Leofwine's story starts
here.

Alys's story is
here.

Spirit-of-the-willow's story starts
here.

Riot's story is
here.

Gwenare's Adrial story starts
here.

Johnny_Flett's story or whatever it is, is
here.

Starshadow's intro story starts here

[RohanCouncil]

A year after the War of the Ring, several of the members of Elrosar’s eored (with the addition of Eohelm the half-Elf and Ketha the hobbit) were summoned to Crestdale by Gandalf, who informed them that they were all strong in the Force and that they were to be trained to become Jedi Knights, then accompany him to Angmar, where Saruman was training men to use the Dark Side of the Force. (His clone was the one that had been killed in the Shire.) During the training, Lark’s husband Ranthim was acting very strange (even for him), and the others began to get suspicious of his motives when a trap was set in Elwing’s and Rowyn’s room. After this, the padawans left Crestdale to begin their journey. On the way, they were attacked by a Rancor; Lark’s sister, Ilfrith, was killed and Adrial was badly wounded. They hurried to Lothlorien so the Elves there could help Adrial, and Ranthim left them at the borders.

Shortly after reaching Lothlorien, they discovered that their old friend Natan (now Darth Plushy) had turned to the Dark Side when he killed a Lorien Elf that was with Rowyn. Elrosar also learned that Adrial had been keeping a secret from him that was preventing her from recovering—he’d had a twin sister and they had been separated as babies when an inn caught on fire. Soon after he discovered that Lark was his long-lost twin. In the meantime, Ranthim, also known as Boba Flett, and his associate Darth Cantankerous (or Riot), began formulating a plan to kill Elrosar’s sister. They also managed to make half-Balrog half-Hutts, or Butts.

One massive credit-card bill later, Lark discovered she was pregnant, everyone went to an Elf party, Rowyn nearly got Force-choked by another Sith (who was killed by Natan), they were joined by Robin (a daughter of the Valar), Rowyn’s twin brother Haleth, and E2U2, a droid that Celeborn had built. The padawans were made full Jedis, and they left Lothlorien to go to Moria.

On the way to Moria, they were attacked by wild men heavily armed with things such as hair appliances and various fruits. During the battle Lark learned that Ranthim had sent them, much to her dismay. Elwing was captured but was rescued by Borin the Dwarf, who joined their company. DC then attacked the valiant company with a flying Butt, but was foiled by some quick thinking from Adrial and Rowyn. The Rohirrim were unhurt except for some singed hair, but an attempt to fix it with some Elven hair products left the unfortunate Elrosar with hair as green as a flag of Rohan. In the meantime, DC, DP and BF all finally met up at Moria with a plan to stop the Jedi (if they could stop fighting with each other long enough.)

The Rohirric Jedi arrived in Moria without further incident, and soon stumbled across a horde of StormOrcs and another Butt, which they defeated by blowing it up. Then they stumbled into the midst of a Dorc (half-orc, half-dwarfs—Borin was not happy) football game, where the girls (minus Elwing, who was too busy watching the game) defeated the Dorcs without any help from the guys (and managed to rescue the live pigskin to boot). Not to be outdone, the guys attempted to win Iron Chef Moria by cooking a young Watcher, while the girls went exploring. They discovered a trap that Natan had set for Rowyn, which backfired when the girls captured him. Then, after the group was reunited, Master Gil’s mind was taken over by the Dark Side and he kidnapped Elwing. The Jedi and the Sith began a game of chess, while Rowyn went after Elwing, and was forced to take Natan with her. The two of them managed to trap Gil in a hole to wait to get his mind back (he remains there to this day), then Natan double-crossed Rowyn and kidnapped her; Elwing attempted to follow and was captured by Ranthim. The chess match degenerated into an epic battle involving mithril-plated cockroaches, pygmy cave trolls, and (of course) more Dorcs and Butts. The Jedi finally escaped, and Lark confronted Ranthim, only to learn that Saruman had ordered him to kill Elwing because Elrosar’s sister was to have a child so strong in the Force that Saruman himself could not withstand him or her; in exchange, Saruman would give Ranthim the key to immortality so Lark could live forever. Lark told Ranthim that she was also Elrosar’s sister, and he ran away.

Elrosar and Eohelm caught up to Natan, who was about to escape with Rowyn, and in the resulting duel Natan lost a hand (and Rowyn lost her hair). Rowyn attempted to leave the Jedi, thinking it was too dangerous for her to stay with Natan following her, but the girls stopped her. They formulated a plan to trap Natan, and went to carry it out while the guys were distracted with the Redneck-Hai that Ranthim sent. The roof of the cavern caved in and Rowyn suffered a head injury that gave her amnesia and turned her into a Mary-Sue, and she spent the next several hours scaring the men out of their wits and infuriating the women. Natan, claiming he had turned from the Dark Side, rejoined them, and once Elwing had (literally) knocked Rowyn back to her senses, they left Moria, and had to fight the Watcher. Celeborn came to their aid with the spaceship The Lothlorien Falcon, holding off the Sith’s Tie-fighters while the Jedi attempted to electrocute the Watcher with a hair-dryer. Then it ate E2U2 and exploded.

They were then attacked by Imperial Mumaks, led somewhat by BF and DC. Elrosar nearly killed himself with desperate heroics, Eohelm turned into Sleeping Beauty and had to be awoken by Mara (which, if they do turn out to be twins, ew), and Natan, trying to prove himself to the rest of the group, managed to get himself carbon-frozen by BF and DC; he remains encased in carbonite to this day. The Jedi themselves made a narrow escape and headed to Rivendell in the Falcon.

Finally the companions landed in Rivendell, and after the damage that Celeborn caused with the Falcon landed was repaired, they entered the hidden refuge of Elrond and his elves. Meanwhile BF and DC used Natan, who was still incased in carbonite, as a sled. BF then called up the dastardly and dirty Oakland Raiders to accost the Jedi and the elves.

Elrosar used the Force to sneak and liberate some cheesecakes and brownies from Elrond's kitchens. Borin got lost in the forest, and encountered a tribe of small furry creatures called Ewoks. With the help of E2U2 and another droid named BOB, the Jedi were able to find Borin, and to make allies with the Ewoks.

Meanwhile, two alternate realities intertwined with our hero's Middle Earth life, so there were suddenly Jedi Rohirrim Musketeers. The Rivendell Cardinal was captured, and the Raiders attacked Rivendell at the same time. BF and the Raiders launched flaming Ewoks on the Elven city, and the elves called out their water brigades.

During the ensuing battle Elrosar pulled out the ole Fly 62 Flea 35 play, in which Elrosar scored a touchdown after he caught a long pass from his sister Elwing. The victory came though when after Elrosar scored a touchdown, he engaged the Raiders coach, Ranthim in a duel. Ranthim ended up loosing his head to Elrosar's saber, and Lark was deeply disturbed and Force threw Elrosar into a tree after she sliced off a mole on his arm.

They quickly found out that the Ranthim that Elrosar had slain was really only a clone, but then to all of their horror an army of Ranthim clones attacked the Jedi and Rivendell. Wave upon wave of Ranthim’s died at the hands of Jedi. During a lull in the battle Elrosar discovered a shiny object, that they later discovered was a video game. While Elrosar was playing with it, a living gourd looking like creature fell out of a tree above Elrosar and tried to get the video game back. The video game was a prototype device that Saruman had created that could take over a man’s mind. Sadly Gandalf confiscated the video game, as more Ranthims arrived on the scene.

Rowyn and Elrosar’s stunt doubles were killed by Ranthim during the assault, but thankfully Rowyn and Elrosar had been at the buffet table at that time. Rowyn turned one of the Ranthim clones into Legolas, and several Mary-Sues chased after him. The Jedi then were trapped in a pit, as several clone Darth Cantankerous appeared on the scene. After some more heroics from our Jedi heroes, they freed themselves from the pit and wrecked havoc on the Clones and Raiders. Eohelm, Mara, and Ketha flew away on the Falcon to rescue the Rivendell Cardinal, while the rest headed off for the front lines.

Eohelm, Mara, and Ketha were able to free the Cardinal, but Eohelm discovered that the Cardinal was really Saruman in disguise. Eohelm was tempted by Saruman giving him two black sabers and he fell to the Dark Side. He arrived back at the battle, and Mara discovered that he had turned and engaged him in combat.

Meanwhile the frog like people, the Gungans arrived at the battle and started attacking both the elves and the clones. Elrosar was finally able to get their leader to say the right line, but then Rowyn hacked him to pieces. Meanwhile Mara continued her duel with the fallen Eohelm. The adventure of the Jedi had taken many twists and turns, and it remained to be seen if the Light would prevail over the Dark Side.

[Gwenare]

Looks great RC!

I can't believe we have a shiny new thread! *is so very excited and happy*

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

Woohoo a new thread. Wow that last one filled up quick, and we still didn't get done with the SW part.

Our Guild has grown considerably over the last year, and we are so glad of that. To all of my fellow Rohirrim:

FORTH EORLINGAS!!!!



Dan

[lark]

Looks great RC! You did an awesome job! I’m hoping to get a SW post written tonight if I’m not too tired.

[lark]

As the others wandered off for lunch, Lark stood in a daze, trying not to focus on the carnage that surrounded her. Seeing dead and dying forms of her husband all around her had been bad enough, but it had also come to her attention that Darth Cantankerous was none other then her old friend, Riot, whom she had met years before in Mirkwood. Traumatized beyond words, she decided to follow her friends in the hope that she might find some comfort in their company.

When at last she located them, she found that they were merrily feasting on pizza, and bragging about how many Ranthims they had slain. Lark could feel herself sinking further into a pit of despair. The glee in which they spoke of killing…was that not a path to the dark side? Perhaps all paths lead to the dark side, she thought to herself miserably as she walked away from the party undetected.

Feeling as low as she had ever felt in her life, she mumbled to herself as she wept. “Ranthim…where are you?”

“Here I am!” Said a mortally wounded clone, sitting up from where he lay on the ground.

“Not you!” Lark said with annoyance. “I mean the REAL Ranthim! Where is he?”

“Oh..” The clone said, looking quite disappointed. “I don’t know.” He shrugged, then died.

Just then, two more clones who had been sitting nearby, finishing their lunch under a tree spotted her. One said to the other, “Hey! Isn’t that the Jedi we were supposed to capture and bring back?”

“That’s right!” Said the other. “The order was to kill all the Jedi, except for the palomino blond, and to bring that one back alive!”

Too overcome with despair to fight them, Lark submitted, and the handsome clones seized her, and quickly carried her off unnoticed by the others.

[Johnny_Flett]

North of Rivendell...

The Raider Guard was heading back towards Angband; their barbed whips lashed the elvish prisoners who struggled beneath the ridiculous amounts of plunder that was heaped upon them.

Salsatine bid adieu to Montebahn, then turned to his Sith:

"Show me what you have done."

Darth Cynicus tosses a lightsabre that lands at Salsatine's feet. He picks it up and turns it on.

"Very good. Was this the one called Robin's? Excellent. You have done well, my young apprentice. I'll be watching you very closely. Cantankerous?"

Darth Cantankerous tosses a helmet on the ground before him. It is Borin's, covered in blood.

"An empty bucket? Where are the treats? Still the same, slackluster effort, I'm afraid...
Boba Flett?"

"What?" comes the reply from about fifty voices.

"Oops. Let me just..." he slams his staff into the ground and sends forth a shock wave; all of the remaining Ranthim clones are returned to the sawdust and sawbugs from whence they came.

"Now...Mr. Flett?"

He leads forth a horse bearing a hooded rider. Flashing his award-winning smile, he draws the hood back, revealing Larkspur, the erstwhile Jedi, her eyes now burning a fiery orange.

"Wha...First RingForger...now Larkspur and the child! A THREE POINTER!"


And such was his elation, that he summoned forth a giant electrical storm, whose wind and bolts reduced another fourth of Imladris to ashes. Beneath the cover of it's heavy clouds and driving rain they made good their escape into the Trollshaws...

[Robin_Greenleaf]

Yea for the shinny new thread, how would have thought that we would reach 2000 before our jurney was done.

Oh and thanks for killing me off JF, First you kick me out of the mountain and now this, Oh what a world what a world.


I know I haven't posted in here for a while .

~Robin~

[Riot]

Trophies, woman. Trophies. Lark collects useful things. J_F collects trinkets. Riot collects body parts.



Well, damn...this is all serious and...*sigh* Too serious, but here you are:

**********

"They fall..." Salsatine observed. "Their reckless Rohirric pride and deep-seated loyalty make them subject to their unbridled passions. They are not trained to subdue their emotions. Their insecurities, unspoken desires, and ignorance of such things make them very vulnerable to us. Grandolt The Gey chose well for me."

Larkspur's face remained impassive, her eyes bright. Ranthi-no, Boba Flett had one arm curled around her waist. Riot had lowered her hood, and smiled triumphantly at the shieldmaiden.

"Fancy meeting you here," she chuckled. "I wondered how long it would take for you to see things our way."

Larkspur tilted her head to the side, a faint smirk on her lips. Ranthim's allowed himself a moment of sentimental enjoyment. "It seems that despite those who claim the contrary, Larkspur and I are destined to be together- in Valinor or conquering it."

Riot choked back her dinner and tried to appreciate the ambition behind the words. "So Middle-Earth is not enough..."

Darth Cynicus snorted. "Of course not, Master Salsatine has plans...grand plans."

"All in good time, apprentices. We should plan our next strike while the Jedi are still reeling from their losses. Where were they when you were escorted to us?"

"Glutting themselves on the bread of the Sicilians," Lark said coolly. "They will mourn our loss, but they have no clear direction. They will try to pursue. We should-"

"I see," Salsatine cut her off. "Moria has fallen. Imladris, though not in our possession, has none of her former glory. She cannot withstand another attack. She is crippled."

"Then we should finish the job," Riot said coldly. "We needn't leave things half done."

"Silence, Cantankerous. You have no mind for strategy and would waste resources on an already beaten foe," the dark lord berated.

Riot bit back a growl and toyed with her lightsaber.

"Then we should move on to Lothlorien, or Erebor, or even Minas Tirith!" Darth Cynicus suggested.

"Perhaps," Salsatine said with approval. "Perhaps we will move to Rohan. I must meditate on the possibilities." And without further delay, he retreated into the darkness to partake in things best left unsaid.

"You would do well to show some ambition, Cantankerous," Cynicus gloated slightly. "You have been with Sith so long, and yet lack the prestige of a dark lord."

Riot's fingers curled around the hilt of her blanched almond lightsaber. "Interesting, what would an uncouth turncoat horseman would know of prestige?"

"You claim to be better, ranger," he replied coldly, raising his hands.

"As much as I would love to see the two of you mutilated like Gungans on a claymore, would you shut up and find something destructive to do elsewhere?" B_F suggested.

"Riot, we should...talk. I would like to hear your account of what has happened," Lark cut in.

Riot raised a brow, and shot Cynicus a wry look before backing down. She cracked her neck and flexed her fingers. "I could."

"I will be training then." And with that Cynicus left them. When Riot was certain Cynicus was out of earshot, she began her less than respectful tirade. "That trite, senseless, little troglodyte. He wouldn't be so bad, but Salsatine is training him the Annie-kins way."

"...How were you trained?" Lark inquired, admiring the way B_F looked with a helmet on.

"We're old school," Riot said proudly, and B_F choked back a snigger. "Yea, Salsatine's a few chips short El Nachos Grande Supreme, but it beats making babies...no offense."

Lark sighed, suddenly feeling very tired. "I believe I should rest." She looked to B_F whose gaze she could not follow.

"I'll join you in a bit, m'dear. I have some battleplan suggestions for Cantankerous." With some uncertainty, Lark nodded and began her trek toward B_F's quarters.

"She is uneasy," B_F said, mostly to himself. "I thought she might not like this idea..." Lowering his voice he whispered conspiratorially to his fellow Sith.

"Clones...eternal life...immolation...FAMILY REUNION."

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

Lark's a traitor!! My sister is a traitor!!!!!!!!!

Great posts Lark, JF, and Riot.

Robin and Borin, I don't think he killed you. You just lost your saber and Borin lost his helmet.

Jedi, I think its time we took the fight to them. No more of this waiting for them to attack us. Angmar is going to feel our wrath!!!! And so will these sith.

Dan

[shieldmaidenofrohan]

Angmar is going to feel our wrath!!!! And so will these sith.

Dan

But isn't wrath a path to the Dark Side too?

...Lark was right. We're all doomed.

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

But isn't wrath a path to the Dark Side too?

...Lark was right. We're all doomed.

Ooooooo, nice. Yeah, wrath is a path to the Dark Side. Shucks every path in this RP leads to the Dark Side.

I picture this as more like Obi-Wan having to go after Anakin to stop the traitorous scum's villianous acts.

Is that better?

Dan

[shieldmaidenofrohan]

ok, that works. I can deal with Obi-wan

[lark]

Oh and thanks for killing me off JF, First you kick me out of the mountain and now this, Oh what a world
what a world.

Oh, Robin. I would never let him kill you or Borin off, and you were never kicked out of the mountain. Did you read the posts that followed? You were written right back in, but then you stopped posting.

And Dan, I’m not a traitor! *raises the back of her hand to her forehead dramatically* I was driven to the Dark Side. I have no real plan for how this will turn out.

I loved your post Riot!

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

ok, that works. I can deal with Obi-wan

Good.

Does anyone have anything in mind for right now? I'm going to try and work on one in just a little while with a nice twist at the end of it.

Lark, Driven? Yeah right. You were behind the wheel.

Dan

[RingForger]

I'll try to get a post up after yours, Dan.

Don't take the thread to its end too fast, Dan.

I will post very inconsistently for some two weeks, since tomorrow my exams are really starting. So I will have very little time.

Yeah, Cynicus might just have picked it up along the way.
*Robin drops saber*
*Cynicus: Yoink!*
*Robin: now where did my saber go?*
*Salsa: Good job, Cynicus*
*Cynicus: *



RF

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

Don't take the thread to its end too fast, Dan.

This thing has so many twists and turns it may never end.

I'm working on my post now. Be watching for it, and RF look up.

Dan

[whereismysam]

Lark!!! :(:(:(

Good posts everyone!

And we've got a new thread!! *pets the shineh* Very nice!

Had to make my presence known on the first page, since I don't know when I'll be able to post in here next... :roll::P:roll::P:roll:

[shieldmaidenofrohan]

Well, I have an idea, but I don't know when it will happen yet... so I'll just wait.

*is still sad that Lark's a traitor*

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

Just as soon as the battle had started it was over. Dead and dying Ranthim and Riot Clones, Gungans, Raiders, and Elves were strewn all over the field of battle. No one was declared a winner, as everyone was touched by the clash of arms in some way. All of the Ranthims were gone, and the Gungans that were still breathing were all destroyed for their betrayal of the elves.

Gandalf, Elrosar, and Adrial were surveying the scene, and waiting for the others to join them. Mara, Ketha, Robin and Borin soon joined them, and Elrosar noticed that Borin’s head was covered in blood. “Are you okay master dwarf?” Elrosar asked as the two came to stand beside Gandalf.

“I am fine,” Borin said gruffly. “But someone stole my helmet. I was taking on some Gungans, when someone ran by me, grabbed my helmet off my head, and hit me in the head with a blister pack of fake blood. I am very annoyed right now.”

“Who could have done such a thing?” Adrial asked.

“Riot did it,” Robin replied. “I saw her run by Borin. I tried to help the dwarf, but Eohelm tripped me with the Force and swiped my saber. Eohelm has turned to the Dark Side.”

“He has?” The others were hurt and angry at this turn of events.

“There has to be hope for him,” Adrial said in frustration. “We have to stop this.”

Just then Rowyn, Elwing, and Haleth came up to them. “There you guys are,” Elwing said. “What a strange battle.”

“Yes it was,” Gandalf said, and then they all noticed that Elrond was yelling at the White Wizard.

“A little help here Gandalf,” Elrond said while pointing at the burning buildings of the city.

“Oh sure, my friend,” Gandalf replied, and then used the Force to bring out some heavy soaking rains on the buildings, which extinguished the flames quickly.

“Hey where is Lark?” Rowyn suddenly asked and everyone began to frantically look around. All of them called out her name, and the elves did a quick search for her as well. No one had seen her since the break, and all of them were afraid that something evil had happened to her.

“E2,” Adrial addressed the little droid. “Can you find Lark on your long range scanners?”

The little droid began to chirp and beep frantically, as its scanners locked on to Lark’s position. Adrial’s eyes widen in horror as she listened to what E2 was saying. She looked up at the others and had to steady herself. “Lark has been captured. She is with Ranthim, Riot, Eohelm, and some strong maniacal person.”

“Saruman,” Gandalf said in disdain.

“We have to go after them,” Elrosar said forcefully. “We have to rescue Lark, and save Eohelm if we can.”

“He may not want to be saved,” Rowyn stated.

“Then he will face the same fate as them,” Elrosar was frustrated and he wanted to do something now.

“Calm down Elrosar,” Gandalf said. “Do not give into your hate.”

“It's not hate,” Elrosar said bluntly. “I just think it's time to take the fight to them.”

“You mean to Angmar?” Elwing asked.

“I thought it was Angband?” Ketha asked.

“No Angband was destroyed by the Valar, and the land that it rested on has been broken and is under the sea.” Gandalf said gravely. “Its Angmar.”

“Then let’s go,” Elrosar suggested, but no one made a move, and all eyes turned to Gandalf.

The Wizard furrowed his bushy eyebrows, and mumbled some words that no one could understand. Finally the Wizard looked up at his remaining padawans. “We will see if we can rescue Lark first, but I have a bad feeling about this.”

The Jedi sprang into action and ran to the Falcon. Celeborn and his hairy partner were taking a nap, and didn’t know anything was going on until Elrosar fired up the engines and blasted off into the sky. “Adrial, make sure E2 keeps Lark on his sensors. We’re going in hot and heavy.” Elrosar said as he punched some buttons and pulled some levers. He had been taking notes as he watched Celeborn flying the ship, and the Falcon responded with his every command.

E2 was locked onto Lark’s vitals, and soon the Sith came into view on the viewfinder, and then the Jedi could see their eyes grow large as the Falcon bore down on them. The Sith must have just finished dinner and were outside of their hideout smoking some pipe weed.

“Doesn’t Lark know that smoking isn’t good for that baby,” Adrial said in horror.

“Give them some more smoke Elwing,” Elrosar said and Elwing released five smoke bombs on the Sith who were thrown into fits of coughing, and they couldn’t see a thing.

“Adrial take the Helm, and Rowyn you’re with me,” Elrosar said.

“Get Lark back, and then we can deal with the others later,” Gandalf said as Elrosar and Rowyn moved to the door of the Falcon and jumped down upon the smoked-out Sith.

The smoke was so thick that nobody could see anything in it. In the confusion that followed, Ranthim’s eyebrows were burned off by Elrosar’s lightsaber, Eohelm’s two black sabers were broken by Rowyn’s, Riot’s collection of strange objects were carried off by a rabbit, and Lark’s bag of brand new maternity clothes were burned to a crisp by the Falcon’s engines.

Elrosar and Rowyn reached out and grabbed what they thought was Lark and Force Jumped up to the Falcon. Elwing closed the doors behind them and the Falcon rocketed away from the scene, leaving the Sith in confusion and dismay.

“Hey that’s not Lark,” Ketha said to the two Rohirrim Jedi.

“That’s Saruman,” Gandalf said angrily. Saruman’s eyes widened in shock as Gandalf quickly put him in a force paralysis to keep the Dingy Wizard from causing any trouble.

“You were supposed to grab Lark,” Rowyn said looking over at Elrosar.

“I thought the one with the big belly was her,” Elrosar said sadly. “We have to go back.”

“No we can’t,” Gandalf said quickly. “Lark has fallen to the Dark Side as well.”

“How do you know that?” Mara asked.

“Search your feelings,” Gandalf said to all of the Jedi. “You know it to be true, but now we have been given a very interesting gift. Its torture time for my old friend.”

"How do we know its the real one?" Elrosar asked. "He could be a clone."

Gandalf looked deeply into the Dingy Wizard's eyes for a long time. "No, this is the real thing," Gandalf said with a laugh, and Saruman’s screams could be heard all of the way back to Mordor.


Man, that got longer than what I planned. But it was so much fun to write. Take that Sith!!

Hi Wims, We hope you can post soon.

Smor, I'm looking forward to that idea. Just not yet.

Ok, who wants to torture Saruman? Well which of us that are left wants to torture him?

Dan

[Gloamglozer]

Sorry to interrupt. But I just wanted to drop in and say

Congratulations for reaching your third incarnation

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

Thanks Gloam, we really appreciate it. If Rohan interest you then this is the place for it.

Dan

[Robin_Greenleaf]

I was just joking around Lark, but at the time I read J F's post in here I an inkling That JF was out to get me

Lark as for the mountain I just didn't feel right going on the "Family vacation"


Great post everyone, hopefully I can kick my muses butt back into gear for the RP's that I haven't posted in for a while. She's being picky, and is trying not to let my bad mood get into any my posts.


~Robin~

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

Robin, I hope you have a better rest of the day, and that your muse cooperates.

Is anyone working on any of their own stories. I need to do some more on mine, but with Vengeance Unleashed and SW, my muse is being over worked.

Dan

[Gwenare]

Is anyone working on any of their own stories.

I'm trying, but as you said about your muse, mine is working overtime too. She will not even give me anything for SW, so, who knows.

[bellmaker4]

Dan-I am. it's just getting started and is over in the Reading Room.

Everyone-I'm sorry I haven't been here in so long. I'll put another post up soon.

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

Bell, good to see you. RC has a link up to your first post to the starting point of your story. I hope it goes well.

Gwen, we can only push them so hard.

(Lazy muses)


Dan

[Spirit_of_the_Willow]

Definitely working on mine. But homework comes first I'm afraid.

[Johnny_Flett]

Suddenly the Falcon lurched violently; the engines began screaming and the ship lost altitude fast.

"We've got three tie fighters closing fas-" Robin's voice was drowned by explosions as another salvo ripped throught the Falcon.

"Main engines not responding! Switch to auxilliaries! I need a Damage Report! Can we get power to the rear deflectors?? Who sat on my cheesecake?!"

They all ran for the gun bays and ended up getting themselves wedged hopelessly in the narrow doorway that led to the bay access.

"Get out of our way! Ouch! You're stepping on my leg! Hey! *BURP* Sicilian gives me gas! Who's flying the ship?! We're still falling!"

Elrosar and Adrial managed to force squeeze themselves out of the scrum; as they raced back up the hall towards the bridge, they could see it was unoccupied.

Elrosar reached the door first; he suddenly found himself face to face with the Salsa Man himself. He felt his nose get violently force plunked; the force threw him a good ten yards back down the hall.

He saw Adrial had ignited her lightsaber, yet remained motionless. Saruman was waggling a finger at her, as if to say "no no no".

"I must be off, my bedwetting young Padawans. Oh, and I'm taking the stiff with me." He yanked Gandalf by his beard into their view. He appeared to have restraining bolts on.

"Paybacks are H-E-double hockey- Ah, you know the rest."

He spears his staff into the deck; there is a blinding silver flash, then swirl of blue smoke. Both wizards are gone.

Now the Jedi are at the controls, desperately trying to lift the nose of the doomed vehicle. The fighters are still hammering the Falcon to pieces.

"C'monC'monC'mon you piece of crap!'
"Honey- look out for that mountain!"
"Which one?"
"All of them!"
"Stupid Wookie controls!"



BTW: If I decide to kill off your character, there will be no mistaking it, what, with all the hurting and the oozing and the body parts twirling through the air. Right Ren?

[Elladan_Elfhelm]

JF, you just can't stand to lose can you?

I think its about time to break out the surprises.

Dan