Cerin Amroth(e, s, n and w)  Dalkar Ecthelon the dunlending Master Archer (Villainous)  A brand [2]  A signpost The figure your eyes fall upon is robed in a beautiful hue of the deepest blue, and stands as tall as the ancient kings. The robe is tied at his slim waist with a sash of gold, and an inch-wide hem of silver adorns the robe, set with blood red high elven runes. The hood of the robe casts dark shadows, hiding his dusky features, but when his head raises a pair of brown eyes stare out, shining with a fanatical mirth. He is of rank, that can be said, but his aims and designs seem not the most gentle. The man has pure, almost classically elven features, but a slight stubble hides a blue gash on the underside of his jaw. Dalkar has a tattoo on his back. You see a tattoo of a panther on his shoulder. He is carrying: A slender rapier (wielded). An empty, sinister-looking black pipe. A set of moonstone runes. A large, empty dragonclaw pipe. Blood of an Eldar swirls in a pentacle (worn). A commemorative token from the Event-2006. The 8th Two Towers EVENT! badge. The 7th Two Towers EVENT! badge. Tevildo's tribute, a shining blue harp. A metal necklace (worn). An ornate and huge, albeit empty briar pipe. A leather archer's quiver (worn). A spellbook. You sneer menacingly at Dalkar. Dalkar snorts at the sneering Elf. Dalkar dismisses you. You glare icily at Dalkar. You say calmly in Sindarin: What be your business here cultist? You will not find immortality, if that is what you seek You say calmly in Sindarin: If anything, you might find the gift of death, and learn to appreciate it Dalkar bends down to pick a flower, before striding calmly over and  handing it to you. "Here, an offering. Next time, it'll be a head of  one of your puny little archers." Dalkar lifts his broad shoulders in a slow, lazy shrug. "Did you know,  I died once?" he murmurs pensively, glancing at Galandrin. "So I am  closer to immortality than you think, since I stand here." Dalkar spits on the floor rudely. Dalkar says in Sindarin: Wisdom of the elves, indeed. -> Dalkar bends down to pick another flower, whimsically twirling the  stem between his fingers. You emote: Galandrin gives the flower in his hand a quick glance, before casually letting it drop to the ground. Dalkar looks upset at the falling flower, and quirks a brow at  Galandrin. "No appreciation for your own..." he waves his hand at the  trees, "Gifts? Perhaps the Lady does not deserve the ring, mm?" You emote: Galandrin chuckles quietly for himself. "Fool of a cultist, if you truly believe you are close to immortality, I'll give any of my archers the word, and they'll penetrate your eyes with their arrows" Dalkar snorts, and drops his own flower to the ground, before crushing  it beneath his heel. "Arrows indeed. It would be fortunate for them  to get off a shot, in times past, before they would have lain on the  ground with my own bolts through their necks." Dalkar smiles. Dalkar says in Sindarin: I am just an old man, now. You chuckle quietly. You say calmly in Sindarin: Then maybe you are better prepared to meet the death awaiting you, then the younger, more eager cultists Laon enters. Laon looks at a well-balanced steel hammer. Laon looks at you. Laon says in Westron: I dare you! You say calmly in Sindarin: And I do not know what dream you had during your sleep Dalkar Echtelon, but it is time to wake This person has the air of a scholar. Laon bears the symbol of the Palace of Tul-Tarzhayan! You see a tattoo of a dwarven deathmask on his forehead. Laon has the look of a seasoned adventurer. A fine piece of jewelry catches your eye. He is carrying: A well-balanced steel hammer. A leather whip (wielded). An engraved mithril ring, inlaid with a black pearl (worn). An engraved mithril ring, inlaid with a jade stone (worn). A carved war-horn (worn). The Tale of Beren and Lúthien. A finely-crafted hurdy-gurdy. A set of serpentine runes. An ebony harp. A pipe belt [6 pipes, 3 pipe-weed] (worn). A medallion, engraved with a gold scorpion (worn). Blood of an Eldar swirls in a pentacle (worn). The 8th Two Towers EVENT! badge. A metal necklace (worn). A silver harp. The 7th Two Towers EVENT! badge. A leather archer's quiver (worn). Ardnas' Valour horn. Laon's Blue flame circlet (worn). A glass flute. Cerin Amroth(e, s, n and w)  Laon Luinthol the dunedain Deadly Hot (Hand of Amarthatar)  Dalkar Ecthelon the dunlending Master Archer (Villainous)  A brand [2]  A signpost You snort in amusement. Dalkar moves his foot, revealing the crushed hash of the flower there.  "The young cultists are more than a match for you, fool elf." You hear a thunderclap somewhere far, far away. You wield your storm longbow. Laon leaves east. You prepare to nock two arrows at once. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You nock a handcrafted arrow onto your bow string as well. You prepare to nock two arrows at once. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. Cerin Amroth(e, s, n and w)  Dalkar Ecthelon the dunlending Master Archer (Villainous)  A brand [2]  A signpost Laon enters. Laon eeks. Laon leaves west. You say calmly in Sindarin: In my younger days maybe You say calmly in Sindarin: But I have seen Valinor, and my life has a meaning Dalkar says in Sindarin: Yes, a meaning, to look down upon US! You snort in amusement. Laon enters. Dalkar says in Sindarin: The true heirs of Arda. Laon leaves west. You say calmly in Sindarin: I look down on those who deserve it You say calmly in Sindarin: I am no better then many a man Dalkar says in Sindarin: Then look down on your own kind! You say calmly in Sindarin: But those whose hearts are corrupted with jealousy, I show no respect Dalkar mmms. You say calmly in Sindarin: And those whose hearts are blackened with greed, I despise You snort in amusement. Dalkar shakes his head slowly. "Corrupted with jealousy, blackened  with greed. Ah, elf, you never will learn!" Dalkar says in Sindarin: Greed... Dalkar pauses for a moment. Dalkar says in Sindarin: That is for those under the mountain. Dalkar gestures to far-off Erebor. Dalkar says in Sindarin: And jealousy! Dalkar smirks in amusement. Dalkar says in Sindarin: Look to the Golden woods. You emote: Galandrin silently watches the surroundings... Watchful for invaders Dalkar chuckles wryly. Dalkar gets a brand. You say calmly in Sindarin: Jealousy yes, I see it here, in the Golden Woods, when it is traveled by men and dwarves You say calmly in Sindarin: I see it now, in your eyes You hear a sharp scream of pain in the distance. Dalkar lifts his dark eyes then, meeting your gaze. "What else do you  see then, noble elf?" Dalkar throws his head back and cackles with glee. Laon enters. Laon leaves north. Dalkar says in Sindarin: And what pain do you hear! *Patrolling quickly, making sure no scouts have died* Cerin Amroth(e, s, n and w)  Dalkar Ecthelon the dunlending Master Archer (Villainous)  A brand  A signpost You sneer in derision. Dalkar toys with the brand in his hand. You emote: Galandrin shifts his weight, muttering quietly You say calmly in Sindarin: What tricks are you trying to play out cultist, those screams were not from my men Dalkar slides a rapier out of the depths of his cloak, and lights the brand. You glare icily at Dalkar. Dalkar says in Westron: I am not sure Dalkar snorts derisively at you. Dalkar looks at you. You say calmly in Sindarin: Where are your friends cultist? Dalkar says to you: My friends are where they wish to be. And yours? if not for being bloody corpses, on the trail to the woods? You chuckle quietly. Dalkar says in Sindarin: Go west. Three scouts, dead as we speak. *Patrolling once again, no corpses spotted* Dalkar drops a brand. You say calmly in Sindarin: Either you are lying cultist, or you're a fool You snort in amusement. Dalkar says in Westron: Have you looked within the bushes, all-seeing elf? Dalkar says in Westron: The eagle eye of the Eldar. Dalkar snorts in amusement. Dalkar says in Westron: Yes, Galandrin, look for them. Turn your back on me... Laon enters. Laon leaves west. You say calmly in Sindarin: There are others, with better eyes then me on guard this morning You say calmly in Sindarin: I see my scouts alive cultist You say calmly in Sindarin: They're sending reports that fools are walking the forest, fools and liars You say calmly in Sindarin: And they request my permission to take these unwelcome fools out You say calmly in Sindarin: Give me a reason to hold them off? You snort in amusement. You say calmly in Sindarin: Enough Dalkar tilts his head at you. Dalkar says in Westron: Enough foolish chatter, you say? You say calmly in Sindarin: Begone now fools You say calmly in Sindarin: Or I will have my scouts chase you out You say calmly in Sindarin: You have been warned You say calmly in Sindarin: Take your leave, unharmed, now *patrolling* Near a guard flet(e, s, n and w)  Laon Luinthol the dunedain Deadly Hot (Hand of Amarthatar)  An elven scout is here [2]  A medium-sized elf (LOT) HP:230 EP:166  Elven scout nocks a simple arrow. Elven scout draws back on a bow. You attack Laon. You deliver a fantastic pushkick, knocking your opponent backwards. You use this time to speed up your shooting. You miss Laon with a handcrafted arrow. You sear Laon's flesh with a handcrafted arrow. Laon jerks, struck by a jolt of pain. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You nock a handcrafted arrow onto your bow string as well. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. Your handcrafted arrow devastates Laon with thunderous force. Laon's arm seems to be paralyzed and lifeless. You shoot forth a lightning-fast arrow, hitting Laon. Laon hurtles the arrow at an incredible speed into your foot! Thwack! An arrow lodges itself deeply in your body. You will have to yank it out. Laon nocks a simple arrow. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. You shoot an arrow at Laon, but he deflects it! Elven scout fluidly lets loose a simple arrow into Laon's foot. Elven scout nocks a simple arrow. Laon eeks. Laon leaves east. Forest path(e, s, n and w) Lothlórien(e, s, n and w) Cerin Amroth(e, s, n and w)  Laon Luinthol the dunedain Deadly Hot (Hand of Amarthatar)  Toram the dwarf True Shot (Immoral)  Dalkar Ecthelon the dunlending Master Archer (Villainous)  A brand (burned out)  A brand  A signpost Laon draws back on a bow. Laon shoots an arrow at you, but using your quick reflexes, you manage to deflect it! Laon nocks a handcrafted arrow. You are too busy to make an attack! You attack Dalkar. Dalkar says to Laon: Brother, I think it's time we show this Elf what to.. You attack Laon. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. Laon draws back on a bow. Laon hurtles the arrow at an incredible speed into your chest! Thwack! An arrow lodges itself deeply in your body. You will have to yank it out. Laon nocks a handcrafted arrow. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. Laon draws back on a bow. Laon releases a handcrafted arrow towards you with a grim expression. Your handcrafted arrow devastates Laon with thunderous force. Laon seems to be overcome by agonizing pain! You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You focused on aim last time, try something different! You chuckle as Dalkar feebly attempts to headbutt you. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. Laon nocks a handcrafted arrow. Laon draws back on a bow. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. You shoot forth a lightning-fast arrow at Laon... The handcrafted arrow pierces Laon's head, making it lifeless! Laon throws a weak kick but horribly misses you. Laon leaves north. Dalkar cuts you with a flick of the wrist. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You sear Dalkar's flesh with a handcrafted arrow. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. The arrows throb in your body. Dalkar thrusts the rapier deeply into you. You shoot forth a lightning-fast arrow at Dalkar... The handcrafted arrow pierces Dalkar's arm, making it lifeless! You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You prepare to nock two arrows at once. Dalkar barely nicks you with a quick swipe. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. You miss Dalkar with a handcrafted arrow. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You nock a handcrafted arrow onto your bow string as well. You prepare to nock two arrows at once. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You are too busy to make an attack! You chuckle as Dalkar feebly attempts to headbutt you. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You are too busy to make an attack! You kick Dalkar and he flinches. You launch a handcrafted arrow, striking Dalkar's foot. You sear Dalkar's flesh with a handcrafted arrow. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You nock a handcrafted arrow onto your bow string as well. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. You shoot forth a lightning-fast arrow at Dalkar... The handcrafted arrow pierces Dalkar's stomach, making it lifeless! Dalkar almost dodges your handcrafted arrow. You almost chuckle at Dalkar's pathetically weak headbutt. Dalkar is in AVG!!! AVG!!! AVG!!! AVG!!! AVG!!! shape. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You miss Dalkar with a handcrafted arrow. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. Dalkar stabs you making a small red hole. You shoot an arrow at Dalkar, but he deflects it! You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. The arrows throb in your body. You chuckle as Dalkar feebly attempts to headbutt you. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. You sear Dalkar's flesh with a handcrafted arrow. Dalkar's chest seems to be paralyzed and lifeless. You chuckle as Dalkar feebly attempts to headbutt you. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. You chuckle as Dalkar feebly attempts to headbutt you. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You sear Dalkar's flesh with a handcrafted arrow. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. You shoot an arrow at Dalkar, but he deflects it! Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. You prepare to nock two arrows at once. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You shoot forth a lightning-fast arrow at Dalkar... The handcrafted arrow pierces Dalkar's foot, making it lifeless! You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You nock a handcrafted arrow onto your bow string as well. Dalkar is DLSG!!! DLSG!!! DLSG!!! DLSG!!! DLSG!!!! Dalkar has 3 arrows lodged in him. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. You shoot forth a lightning-fast arrow at Dalkar... The handcrafted arrow pierces Dalkar's arm, making it lifeless! You miss Dalkar with a handcrafted arrow. You chuckle as Dalkar feebly attempts to headbutt you. Dalkar misses you with a clumsy slash. You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. The arrows throb in your body. You deliver a fantastic pushkick, knocking your opponent backwards. You use this time to speed up your shooting. Your handcrafted arrow devastates Dalkar with thunderous force. Dalkar seems to be overcome by agonizing pain! You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. You draw back the bow, ready to shoot. Your handcrafted arrow devastates Dalkar with thunderous force. Dalkar seems to be overcome by agonizing pain! You nock a handcrafted arrow to your bow string. Dalkar falls to the ground. Feeling merciful towards your victim, you cease attacking, letting Dalkar fall to the floor, unconscious. Dalkar removes a slender rapier. Dalkar drops a slender rapier!