Return of Reckoning

You find a letter in your mailbox when you go to check it, curiously you break the blank wax seal and starts to read the following:

"Well met! My name is Ildarion, I am an ally to the forces of Order and are hereby inviting you to a war council to be held in the Mastiff's Backside in the city of Altdorf, I would be honored by your presence.

Ildarion of Athel Loren

Hi all!

Tomorrow at 20:00 in Altdorf a war council will be held for the forces of Order, all who would like are welcome to join in, also those who would just like to look. All I ask is that none disturb those that are roleplaying. After the council we can if everyone wants to, take to the field of battle in some RvR.

Warmly welcome!

was just wondering what time zone?

Good question, EU I would say. 20:00 is 8 sharp for me

GMT+1? GMT+2?

Oh that is a tough one...Hmmm..1+ as of now.

"Use this time to discuss the unconditional surrender of Ulthuan, and the usurper Finubar "the Seafarer". Let it be known that the true heir of Aenarion, the rightful Pheonix King: Malekith has granted you this time to make preparations, do not eschew this gift lightly, it will not be long till our grasp reaches Lothern, you and your paltry allies are no match for what awaits you."

Hope you guys have a good time.

XD Hahaha! What can I answer to that polite offer?

"Although I find the Wood Elves of Athel Loren even more fickle and untrustworthy than their brethren in Ulthuan, I shall attend this meeting as an honorable representative of the Dwarfs of Ekrund. The bleakness of our situation in the battle against the combined forces of Chaos, greenskins, and Dark Elves of Naggaroth gives us little room to question any who would join us in our fight for the preservation of the Old World itself.

Honorably Yours,
-Fnordi Coppereye of the 3rd Bitterstone Thunderers"

"And bleak it surely is," thought the engineer as he signed the missive, "for a dwarf to meet with an elf of those accursed woods as an ally in time of war." His mind flashed to the many grudges recorded within that sylvan fortress of fey magics; trade caravans ambushed, rangers slain by unseen hands, entire families disappeared without a trace. Yet all such travesties were well-recorded, and one day would be settled.

Today however, was not the day for this particular brand of vengeance.

"May my ancestors forgive me." he muttered as he dropped the sealed envelope in the post box.


Impromptu roleplay event? I'm in!

Wonderfully writen respones, Warmly welcome Eks/Fnordi ^^

I hope you guys have fun with this! i'd join in myself, but alas, it starts at the same time as my weekly D&D group.