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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 1:29 pm
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Numenore: Reloaded
No that certainly is not going to be this RPs name!
In the final years of the First Age, the Half-elf Earendil won for the Free Peoples of Middle-earth the pity of the Valar. Thus, the Host of the Valar came at long last to Endor, and threw down finally the Dark Lord Morgoth Bauglir. He was chained, executed, and thrust into the Outer Dark, to remain there until the Unmarring of the World.
Ironic that it was the throwing of the Hell-master outside the world's walls that caused all hell to break loose on the world.
For many a century, the Numenoreans were the champions of nobility in the world. But as time passes, their enemies grow ever in number. In the far East of the world, a new threat rises, one who would see the island kingdom thrust beneath the waters of the world. Taco-Sauron, the High Men name him, and he was Morgoth's chief servant and favorite food. The Dark Lord gathers unto him a great number of Illiterates, chief foes of the Numenoreans. The great havens, assailed by those fangirlish folk, have dwindled, and now only Arnor and Gondor remain safe from the evil claws of illiteracy.
Yet while their chief peril lies to the east, the Wise among Numenore gaze also Westward, and are afraid. For many a countless age, the West Men suffered against the cruel and unjust Ban of the Valar, and were not permitted to sail to Tol Eressea where their friends the Eldar dwelt. Still they accepted the Ban, for they had great reverence for the Valar, those mighty ones who threw down the Dark Lord. But as the years fade and the Elder Days grow ever distant, the Valar grow ever colder to the Numenoreans. Rumors speak of a darkened Manwe, one who would wish to see Numenore under his own dominion. If this be so, then alas! he is an a** indeed.
Thus, the Numenoreans must look East and West with fear, for they are unloved, though they be a pure folk. It is good, then, that still can the Numenoreans find friendship in the scattered folk of the Eldar. And the And the Ents. And maybe the Eagles. And if enough Shinies are givent he Dwarves. But they certainly do not have friendship with the Unicorns, for the Numenoreans do not befriend fiction!
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 1:30 pm
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Realms of Arda
Numenore
The great island kingdom of Numenore was a gift bestowed upon the Numenoreans by the Valar, a reward for their courageous (if also in vain) efforts agaisnt the Dark Lord Morgoth Bauglir. To describe its beauty here would take many an age, and besides, it's already done in Unfinished Tales so stop wasting my time.
The High King of Numenore has his seat in Armenelos in the shadows of the Meneltarma.
~~~ Arnor and Gondor
In ages past, the Numenoreans maintained many havens off the shores of Middle-earth. But as Taco-Sauron grew in might, the number of people willing to stray from their island home in the Sea diminished, and the strength in the East failed. Now, only two of these once numerous great cities remain: Arnor in the north, and Gondor in the South. These twin havens are ruled by Tar-Vader, a counselor of the King, and his faithful Steward Francis. But can they maintain the fragile safety of their cities even as the evil and despicable Illiterates constantly besieges the city walls?
Arnor: A city of white walls and too many bells. Lying in the footsteps of the kingdoms of the Elves, it has long been safe from any enemy attacks. The citizens of Arnor take great pride in their shrubberies, and would not permit any harm be done to them.
Gondor: High up in the Tall Tall Mountains is the second Numenorean haven found. The city is very high up. Yes, very high. Ironically, Gondor does actually mean Land of the Stone, so I guess that makes our Gondor more aptly named than Tolkien's. Who?'d of thunk it? Sadly, Gondor is not so fortunate as Arnor, and is oft plagued by Illiterates, seeking some "Laaygliees" guy or something I dunno.
Osgiliath High Bridge: When the King Steve's Kickass Bridge collapsed into the Drunkenwine River seventeen years ago, Lord Vader had built a new bridge at the Plains of Osgiliath. Though there is no city for many miles, there is a small tavern built on the bridge. Freaky people from Scene 24 like to gather here to exchange death-inducing questions of utter insanity.
Map of Middle-earth. Clicky-clicky!
~~~ Lindon
The last of the great Elven realms on Middle-earth, ruled by the Elvenqueen Daerorchalmeluirin from her royal throne in the chief city of Galadhremmen. This rich realm has many dealings with the Numenorean havens of Arnor and Gondor, and are chief amongst the allies of the Dunedain.
~~~ Dwarfland
A barren wasteland full of barren wastes, this is the kingdom of the Dwarves. There are few who would walk the East-West Raod that runs through this kingdom, for the Naugrim are a hostile people, who would do all they can to take by force the many Shinies held by the Numenoreans and the Eldar. They say the three great mines of the Dwarves are filled with Shinies and Alcohol uncounted.
~~~ Aman
The realm of the Valar; Aman would be held insignificant in the annals of Men if not for the presence of Tol Eressea, where the Eldar still dwell. Men do not come to Aman, out of fear of the unjust Ban of the Valar.
~~~ Mordor
East lie Mordor where is tacos
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 1:32 pm
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Races of Arda
The Numenoreans
The Numenoreans are the descendants of the Edain, those faithful Men who allied themselves with the Eldar in their unceasing war against Morgoth. Their prize was utter defeat and complete ruin, as all three of their noble Houses were slaughtered unjustly; with one going so far as to become almost entirely killed off in a horrible display of wretched genocide. Their second prize was a blessed island kingdom where all five survivors could live in utopian peace. That is, until the return of Taco-Sauron.
As the RP takes place mostly on the isle of Numenore, it should be expected that most of us are Numenoreans.
~~~ The Eldar
The Elves reward in the war against Morgoth was a one-way ticket back home to Aman. No, they aren't allowed to return to Middle-earth, god-spammit! They can, however, sail to Numenore, which is always a good thing. There, they are given the right to shower upon the Numenoreans praise of the Valar. What, the Valar want to take back Numenore? Lies! FILTHY LIES!
Elves are considered the quintessence of perfection. There are just two drawback to this gifted race: Firstly, they would follow the Valar blindly, not questioning what has been said. Secondly, their men look a lot like their women. Nonetheless, even considering these two major flaws, they maintain a friendship with Numenore, and will often sail to the shores of Andunie.
~~~ The Dwarves
The Dwarves showed up rather early in the mythology of the world, and they were immediately welcomed with a general sense of hatred. Why, you ask? Their women have beards. They're just little bundles of easily detestable hair. Not even the Numenoreans, in their almighty perfection, are able to put asided their prejudices against the stunted folk.
Rumor claims that Taco-Sauron has convinced the Seven Houses of the Dwarves to enter into his service. But it is of no concern if this be true, for not even the Illiterates can stand being around these guys. They are effectively useless.
Careful! They will kill for Shinies.
~~~ The Valar
What a bunch of asses.
~~~ The Unicorns
...what?
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 1:43 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 2:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 3:26 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 3:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 4:03 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 4:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 4:31 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 5:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 5:58 pm
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Arnor :: Imperial Throne Room
"Ai, ai! I forgot the Moonshine! Ai!"
Vader looked down into his suitcase. It was large enough for the party helmet, true, but not quite large enough for the Moonshine also. "Ai, ai!" he repeated, having learning that phrase from his close and personal friend Legolas Greenleaf of the neighboring realm of Lindon.
Suddenly, Vader's mind became horribly derailed. Wait a sec. Doesn't Legolas mean 'Greenleaf' in the Silvan tongues? How strange that his father would name him Greenleaf Greenleaf, then!
A glimspe at his party helmet, however, returned him to the issue of packing. "I could bring two suitcases, but then surely the King would laugh. 'Gone a weekend, packing for a week,' he'll say. Hmph. Faithful Steward!" he cried. "Find a solution to my packing dilemna."
He had clearly forgotten all about the Gondor situation.
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 6:11 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 03, 2005 6:40 pm
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Arnor :: Imperial Throne Room
The Lord Vader took but one look upon the fanny pack with such adorable accessories before tossing his party helmet out the window. "Ah, Steward, this is exactly why I appointed thee Steward of my House. Well done! I shall look simply fabulous!" And so the fanny pack was neatly attached as if it were a belt.
But quite suddenly the Lord Vader rose to full stature, and his giddy schoolgirl side was put aside, and he became kingly once more. "The threat of the Illiterates is not to be taken lightly, faithful Steward. Alone, they are a laughing matter. But they are guided by Taco-Sauron, and I would fear that perhaps in the end his wrath shall be revealed through his soldiers.
"Yet, I suppose, it is not this day. Yes; do as you deem right. Your counsels have not yet betrayed me, Steward."
And then, a pause. "The King invited me to a little party in Armenelos. You weren't invited. And Eruspammit where's the Moonshine?"
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