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There are many positions of Royalty and Power left, such as the Gondorian Royalty. There are many active players, and all the staff members are active. You do not need to have any Lord of the Ring knowledge, as what you may need you can pick up easily enough. Friendly members are also more than willing to help out. |
Current Global Plot Wrong. An elven necromancer, Uruvion, brought the Dark Lord back, meaning only good intentions of course. As a safe guard, he wiped the Dark Lord of his memory, and brought him back in his younger body, one of a man instead of a monster. And then Uruvion tried to keep careful watch on the man, preventing him from getting his memory back. But nothing ever goes according to plan, and the Dark Lord, called now by Maeryn, regained his memory, and his throne. Mordor, thrown into civil war by his death, his queen barely holding onto power, has returned to a half normal state. For although Maeryn looks much different that he once did, the similarities are undeniable. But while Mordor has returned to normal, it's outposts are in chaos. Mirkwood and Rohan, captured before the Dark Lord's death, are no longer responding to Mordor's orders. Mirkwood has now been lost back to the elves, and the orcs in Rohan are slowly killing themselves in their anarchy. Now, the efforts of the Mordorian royals are in Harad, attempting to convince their reluctant king Quasim that Maeryn is indeed the Mouth of Sauron, and that their alliance should remain unchanged. The survivors from Rohan are stirring, waiting for help from Gondor before taking their country once more. Where do you sit? Are you King Aragorn, readying troops to send into Rohan to defeat Maeryn's orcs? Or a Haradrim noble, listening to a mad man speak of Hell and war? Or a hobbit, off in the far corner of the world, were whispers of war reach your ears? Enter the chaos |