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[rangerandking]

You have yet to reveal what you wish to accomplish with this mission, Mun. If you have no set ideas about my fate or where I may travel, I request that you send me back to Gondor. There is much to be done and little time to do it.

{Though he fears his Mun already knows this.}

What is to become of us - of Frodo {if he still lives} and the rest - should remain a mystery to me. Even knowing the outcome would not stop me from growing more concerned about their fate. Mordor is not a place one should take lightly. I know that a great battle awaits us at its gates and I will not shy from it.

{He tips his head back and looks at the sky.}

I am not afraid to die alongside those I call my friends and allies. No man could - or should - ask for better in such dark times.

Comments

[willas_tyrell]

A noble sentiment, my lord. Although I may not entirely agree. One must always hope for the best, no matter how far out of reach it is. That being said, preparation for the worst is still wise.

[rangerandking]

I try to find a balance. {Aragorn wants to retain hope. He has to. Exhaling, he glances at the speaker.} How many battles have you seen?

[willas_tyrell]

Personally, I've seen none. In my first tourney, I was crippled, so I'd not be of much use on the battlefield.

I've become something of a strategist however. Even if my leg was magically healed one day ... I think this is where I best serve. That is not to say I find it easy.

[The tactical choices and troop movements are easy, but what gnaws at Willas is that knowing that, should he be wrong or right, men will die on his advice to father.]

[rangerandking]

It's a different world inside of them. {His gaze travels over Willas before he nods briefly.} What sort of Magic healed you? {Was it Elvish? Maybe he's not so far from home.} I've encountered some along my travels.

[lady_of_rohan]

My Lord, I would not hear you speak words with such defeat in them. You will not die, and such is the power in your presence that the men will fight tenfold in strength at your command.

It is a battle I would join you in, for it is not only the blood of men that will be shed if the darkest fate were to fall.

[rangerandking]

My Lady, I have no intention of admitting defeat. However I am aware of all possibilities. If it is my time to fall in battle, then so be it. I will give it everything I have and retain my hope for the future.

This will not be the end for you. {Not yet. He hopes her end won't come for a long time yet.

With a small, grateful smile, he shakes his head.} You are an able warrior. Your skills might be of use in the future, but I do not wish to see you in the battle that will inevitably take place in Mordor.

And now for something completely different

[spaghettiinmysoul]

Awful gloomy speech ya got there, bu-bu-buddy.

[Click whirrr]

War is it? Where are you from? Not caught up on cur-cur-current events as well as I should be. Who's fightin' what where?

~clap...clap...clap~

[rangerandking]

I didn't mean for it to be.

{But what stands between him and a future is quite gloomy.}

A place called Middle Earth. You might not have heard of it.

/bows

[spaghettiinmysoul]

.... Middle earth. Middle earth... Middle.... earth... Is it near Ecuador? That sounds pretty middle earth to me. Or Gu-gu-gu-guam?

Oh! I got it! Ya got that accent. It's a very distinct accent. Heard it before. Where did I...

Texas!

/snorts

[rangerandking]

No. {Waaay off. What are those places anyway?} I think you're looking at the wrong map.

[the_evenstar]

Your brow is weighted by far more that it should be, others will gladly help to shoulder your burden if you would but let them.

[rangerandking]

Others bear burdens of their own; yourself included.

Arwen.

[the_evenstar]

My burden, such as it is, is my own choice and I do bear it with pride. Would you have me do less when you yourself would not?

Love.

[rangerandking]

I would have you stay safe until I can be reunited with you. {He understands how death would prevent that, yet he also knows he has to hold onto the fact - yes fact - that they will have a future together. Even if Arwen travels to the Grey Havens. There has to be a way.}

Are you well?

[darklordofrings]

Will you keep up your brave facade of not fearing death when I come for you, Last of the Númenóreans?

[rangerandking]

I do not fear you and you will not win this war.

[darklordofrings]

You know you can't win in force of arms against my innumerable legions, yet still you plan to lead your friends and allies to their deaths in my land. All hope has abandoned you, only despair and unending darkness remains....

[rangerandking]

You are wrong. There is hope for us yet as long as we stand united. {And he will keep all of them together somehow. At the very least, everyone has a common enemy.} I do not think you could ever understand the ways of Men, Elves or Dwarves.

Mind a bit of AU?

[lastest_ringbearer]

Don't worry, it is done. Not that mean Strider worries about much, mean Strider is arrogant and nasty and he hurtses us, precious. But since he askses, we is telling him that we have done it. Bagginses couldn't do it, precious. He put it on and thought to fight all of Mordor to keep it, but we wanted it as well--and we knew it was too late. The bad things had noticed.

So we took it from poor broken Frodo and we had to thrust it in the fire, precious, so He wouldn't eat the world. We had to destroy it, but we couldn't let go of it. *And he holds up a hand covered in molten gold.* So we put ourselves in with it, precious, and it hurt so bad. But we has our precious forever now, and He can't eat the world with it anymore.

Not at all!

[rangerandking]

{Seeing Gollum at all doesn't ease his fears about Frodo. Yet he doesn't reach for his sword.}

Are you telling the truth? Where is Frodo? {He eyes Gollum's hand, frowning. The pain must have been terrible. How had he withstood it? And all for the ring?

Reaching down, he grabs Gollum's arm below the molten gold.} If what you say is true, then you are now the target of Sauron. The ring is apart of you.

Re: Not at all!

[lastest_ringbearer]

Bagginses is heading home. The quest is done, the Ring is destroyed--was it not cast into the fires, precious?

S-sauron is lost, precious. His power has melted. Perhaps a few drops are left, but they are his no longer. *Gollum laughs painfully.* If it had been thrown in it would be no more destroyed than it is now, precious. But this way I can still hold it, yes preciousss.

[rangerandking]

It was cast into the fires and yet it remains on your hand. {He has half a mind to throw Gollum into the fires.}

A few drops is enough to sway one with a weak will. {Time to draw his sword.}

not sorry at all for this

[tanthalas]

It's sad these mundanes like taking us away from our companions. [Tanis doesn't like taking a life, but agrees, he should be with his friends should they need assistance, even the wizard with the golden skin and the daft pick-pocket]

[rangerandking]

It cannot be helped. Such happenings are outside of our control.

[tanthalas]

Do you believe you don't have any control over the situation now?