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31/Jan/2010, 09:17 PM
In Dol Amroth</span></span></font>http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v672/Pellaadari&#111;n/toweroftales.jpghttp://www.drag&#111;nworld.com/wordpress/wp-c&#111;ntent/uploads/2009/05/09_05_23_daily_tower.jpg</span></font>
On the western spur of Dol Amroth is Tirith Aear; the Seaward Tower built originally by the elves. By special permission of Prince Imrahil, here meet the members of the Story Tellers Guild, who assemble in the highest room once a month to craft their tales. Their group consists of the greatest bards, poets and scribes in the land, and noone may doubt their creativity and imagination, for it knows no bounds!</span></font>
</span></font>Every month the Master of Stories begins a tale with a few short sentences that introduce a theme, character or object. Each participant then takes their turn to weave the tale, adding more to the story.</span></font>
Beor</font>is the Master of Stories</span></font>
How to Play:
The objective is simple, read the opening entry by the Master of Stories, then reply to move the story along. You may introduce new characters, alter the location, add twists and turns, add dialogue or insert action to the story. Just make sure you don't write too much, around 300 characters per post is perfect. Each story shall last roughly a month, and will be ended by the Master of Stories. Each month the best writer will be selected by Idrissa and Pellaadarion to receive 15 Fanatics Points from the rulers of the Shadowed Lands. Players, Rulers, Admin and Maia from all regions are very welcome to play.
Hints and Tips-Beor</font>is the Master of Stories and will end each tale- Stories are told in third person form- No more than 300 characters per post!- No double posting-The winner of the previous tale has the opportunity to begin the next.
The Winner of the first Tower of Tales is: angelikus_snape!</font>Congratulations you have been awarded the 15 points and the ability to start the second Tower of Tales story. Please begin sometime within the next 48 hours.</font></span></span>

Angelikus Snape
01/Feb/2010, 10:46 AM
It was one of those days when one would think that peace still reigned. A little girl was seen walking through the market looking through all the shops and buying somethings that she needed like bread, meats and the like. However, she had to buy another thing, an important thing.

It was said that this object was supposed to be shiny...

Nen Lalaith
01/Feb/2010, 12:50 PM
<DIV =WebWizRTE topmargin="1" leftmargin="1" marginwidth="1" marginheight="1">...and round. But that was just about all that her grandmother had told her this thing should be. The little girl wracked her brains trying to figure out what this might be. A ring? It was shiny and round. Nevertheless, she kept peeking into shop windows looking to get an idea of what else this 'thing' could be when she found herself in front of the localfortune teller's store...

01/Feb/2010, 01:16 PM
A charming young men stepped out the door, wiping his hands in a towel. He was somewhat oddly dressed, but he had a handsome smile on his face and seemed to charm her instantly. She thought fortune tellers were supposed to be old, hunched over hags.

"You're looking for something," he said to her. "But knowing that is nothing prophetic. Maybe, however, you can give me the honor of looking a little deeper into the future to help you in your search."

Nen Lalaith
02/Feb/2010, 01:30 AM
The girl hesitated for a brief moment, stealing a glimpse of the strange fortune teller's room. It was unlike anything she had expected to see. In fact, the room looked quite normal! She glanced at the young man a little warily, and something flashed at the corner of her eye.

Looking sharply back into the room she saw the first signs of a fortune teller's den...

Alaron Alcadir
02/Feb/2010, 10:01 AM
The room was homely; none of that shadows in candlelight business for this fortune-teller, it seemed. But there was something else. A largy crsytal bal sat grimly atop a table at the center of the room. It was round. It was shiny.

Was this what her grandmother had told her to find?

Miskin Comte
02/Feb/2010, 10:13 AM
The fortune teller looked saw the girl eyeing up the sphere and said, smiling, "Would you like me to use it?" As he said this, a bright light slowly began filling the room, emanating from this strange orb.

"What's happening?" The girl's voice pierced the silence, as the room became brighter and lighter by the second, and the fortune teller just stood tall, beaming, his shadow getting longer and longer up the wall.

Angelikus Snape
02/Feb/2010, 11:01 AM
The man did not answer as the girl's voice pierced the silence. The bright light continued to fill the room and the shadow of the man continued to get longer. All of a sudden the little girl heard someone scream, a woman by the looks of it.

She tried to look for the screaming woman...

Nen Lalaith
02/Feb/2010, 12:10 PM
<DIV =WebWizRTE topmargin="1" leftmargin="1" marginwidth="1" marginheight="1">But she soon realised that the screams of the woman were emnating from the crystal ball.She shuddered involuntarily, looking fearfullyupon the growing shadow of the man before her. His once handsome face had not taken on a completely different form.
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<DIV =WebWizRTE topmargin="1" leftmargin="1" marginwidth="1" marginheight="1">"Who are you? What is this?" she asked in a soft, trembling whisper.

02/Feb/2010, 04:42 PM
He ignored her question, his fingers running across the surface of the glass ball, tracing patterns that left small afterglow as he drew them upon the seeing stone. More soft screams emanated from the ball and the picture came into focus. She looked upon it to see that the screams of the woman. . . were her own.

She took a step back but his finger traced one more symbol on the glass and her legs seized and she could not move no matter the strength. She tried to scream but there was no voice in her throat, only paralysis.

Aerlinn Mordagnir
03/Feb/2010, 01:07 AM
The man left the ball and stood in front of her. He towered above the child and his face turned twisted and cruel. Dark shadows danced hauntingly in his eyes. The girl could do nothing but stare back at him in silence. It was like a nightmare or ghost story. She would wonder later if all such tales she had heard were true.

Unable to turn away from that harsh, unforgiving gaze she fell into some sort of hypnosis. Blurry forms began to take shape in her vision...

Nen Lalaith
03/Feb/2010, 01:15 AM
She saw shadows scurry about, unformed and yet very solid. She saw flames erupt and heard a scream. This time one that was not her own but was familiar. Her grandmother's pale face came into view, her lips moving as though in prayer or chanting, while she waved her stick to ward off the shadows.

And then, just as the visions began to fade, her grandmother seemed to look straight into her eyes and spoke to her, "Get the crystal ball," before all was sudden darkness.

Aerlinn Mordagnir
04/Feb/2010, 12:13 AM
The girl fell to her knees, finally freed of the terrible stare of the strange man. Her eyes locked instead on the glass ball as her grandmother's words, or at least the words spoken in her grandmother's voice from the vision of her face, echoed through her head. The man only looked down on her, a sneer marring his face.

Fighting back tears of fear the child looked around desperately in hopes of finding something that would allow her to escape, hopefully with the crystal ball. Her eyes fell on an iron poker sitting by a small fireplace...

04/Feb/2010, 09:56 AM
The next few moments occurred in a choppy, fast-forward. She grabbed the poker. The crystal ball was in her hand. The smell of burnt flesh filled her nose. She ran toward the door. His hand locked around her right ankle and he looked up to her. His features had returned to that of the charming man she saw outside the shop.

"Thank you," he choked out, his other hand over the steaming wound at his heart. "The curse. . . the curse," he managed, then fell limp. She was out the door.

Miskin Comte
04/Feb/2010, 10:15 AM
As the harsh sunlight slapper her in the face, the young girl put her head in her hand. What had she done? She couldn't quite comprehend the magnitude of this, but she knew it was big. She had just defended herself--

She had just-- people around her looked on in surprise as the crystal ball hit the floor, but did not break and began to roll away. The girl broke down, tears gushing from her eyes.

Angelikus Snape
04/Feb/2010, 11:07 AM
Another man stopped the crystal ball from rolling away. As he returned with the crystal ball, he saw the little girl was crying. 'Little Girl, what is wrong?" he said but the girl was hysterical and uncapable of answering his question.

As he was about to return the Crystal Ball to the Child, the ball glowed...

Aerlinn Mordagnir
05/Feb/2010, 11:20 AM
...and a strange humming sound began to fill the air. With a curse, the man dropped the ball and it rolled to rest at the little girl's feet. Slowly, the girl raised her tear-streaked face from her hands, staring at the smooth, round object that had just caused her so much grief. A myriad of rainbow colors danced over the crystal and she was fascinated despite herself.

Strange voices, seemingly from the crystal ball, began to echo in her ears. They sounded like instructions of some sort...

Miskin Comte
05/Feb/2010, 08:09 PM
The words were unclear to begin with, almost as if they were at the end of a long tunnel, but gradually they slid closer, and the girl was able to make out what they were saying.

"You have to pick--" the voices gasped, as if they were being held under water, "pick me up!"

08/Feb/2010, 01:03 PM
She lifted the crystal ball toward her face and the voices became clearer, sharper. "Take us home. Take us to Grandmother."

"How do you even know about her?" she asked the ball.

Aerlinn Mordagnir
08/Feb/2010, 08:48 PM
The ball's response was distinctly unhelpful. "You will learn what you need to know when the time comes," the voices chorused. Then they fell silent and the ball lost it's glow and returned to it's original, neutral state.

Her hands shaking slightly, the girl wrapped the ball up in her cloak and carried it self-consciously down the street back to her grandmother's house. She wondered what the old woman would have to say.

Nwyfre Hammershaft
10/Feb/2010, 06:29 PM
She didn't get very far, when out of one of the darkened alleys a hooded and cloaked figure stepped right in the girls way... "Where are you going, little one? What's that in your hands? Where's your mommy..."

She screamed as the dark man grabbed her, and threw her over his shoulder's, he wasn't taking her to Grandmother's house...

11/Feb/2010, 09:59 AM
(smileys/smiley3.gif One of these days we'll move the plot in the same direction for more than like 10 posts in a row)

To her, it seemed like despite her screaming and the kicking of her legs, no one else on the streets or in the town seemed to care. She kept her hands firmly grasped around the crystal ball to make sure she didn't drop it. Her captor took her through the door to an old boathouse along the dock and sat her down in a chair. There was another man here.

"Show me the Dark Ones," he hissed, pointing to the ball with a gloved finger.

She was about to protest, say she didn't know anything about it, but the ball began to glow and the luminescent lines began to show themselves, forming strange patterns in the glass. The man in the fortune teller's shop had traced them with his fingers. Perhaps she should do the same.

Miskin Comte
11/Feb/2010, 10:40 AM
(the dark ones?</font>)

But before she could, the cloaked man began tracing the patterns with his gloved hands. Something seemed familiar about this man, and as he removed his cloak and gloves, she realised what it was...

"B-b-but I pokered you!" She screamed, almost having forgotten about the ball she still held, so much was her shock at seeing the fortune teller's face again. Her feelings did not stop at shock either; the feelings of guil were renewed, but she did not know why: this man had no burn, no singed clothing.

Nwyfre Hammershaft
11/Feb/2010, 03:46 PM
The fortune teller ignored the protests of the little girl, he was so focused on tracing the lines on the crystal ball. The man who had been sitting down was suddenly speaking a language the girl didn't quite understand...

Suddenly the ball bursts into flames, licking the gloved hand of the fortune teller, but he went unharmed...

Aerlinn Mordagnir
12/Feb/2010, 01:05 AM
Startled by the flames, the girl let go of the ball with a shriek but it did not fall. It hovered at the fortune teller's fingertips and now the surface of the ball was almost entirely hidden by flames. The smoke from the fire began to take the shape of dark grey, shadowy figures.

The little girl stumbled backwards, looking desperately for a way to escape...

Angelikus Snape
12/Feb/2010, 01:27 AM
The only means of escape was the door... if only she would be able to get to it with all of the shadowy figures now taking shape. She was more frightened than ever but she needed to look for something that would help her in her time of need.

She looked around the old boathouse and saw something that might be able to help her in her escape...

Nen Lalaith
12/Feb/2010, 01:37 AM
Grabbing a huge fishing net she struggled to throw it upon her kidnappers, hoping to stall them as she ran out the door. Strangled curses and furious shouts followed her down the dock, but she dared not turn back to see how far or close the hooded men were.

It seemed she'd been running for ages, her lungs bursting as she found herself taking a well traversed route, and finally fell through the door of her grandmother's house.

Aerlinn Mordagnir
12/Feb/2010, 01:48 AM
Her grandmother started in alarm as her grandmother came tumbling through the door. "Do you have it?" she demanded even as she went to the little girl and drew her into her arms. Crying again, the child shook her head. "Oh no..." the old woman murmured. Someone knocked on the door then, and the grandmother's eyes widened in fright.

Without speaking, she carried the girl into a back bedroom and lifted up a floorboard to reveal a hidden cubby. They only had one chance now. Holding her breath, the old lady reached into the opening and drew out a...

Nen Lalaith
12/Feb/2010, 03:11 AM
...slender silverarm bracelet thatwinked in the sunlight spilling into the bedroom. They could here footsteps racing up the stairs. Grabbing a hold ofher grand daughter's hand the grandmother said a few unintelligble wordsand of a sudden there was a flash of bright light.

When next, the girl could see, she found that they were in an alley. Her grandmother pulled her along hurriedly into a doorway, panting from their exertion. The girl looked at her grandmother in wonder, questions teeming in her mind...what had just happened? Was the bracelet a portkey of sorts? What was with the crystal ball and the shadow things?

Nwyfre Hammershaft
12/Feb/2010, 03:00 PM
As her grandmother led her down the alley, the little girl had so many questions, she almost didn't notice as her grandmother dragged her through the back door of a little shop. The old woman took the girl by both shoulders and said to her "Take my bracelet, child. When you have need imagine a place to go, and say vado repente, and the bracelet will take you there."

They heard several footsteps outside, and her grandmother said "Go! Quickly now! I will see you soon!" and went out the door. The little girl wanted to go with the old woman, but simply said "vado repente" and appeared...

Angelikus Snape
13/Feb/2010, 04:17 AM
...at a bay, she did not know which bay it was but she was in awe of the place. Seagulls were everywhere, the powerful waters were hitting the rocks nearby and the feel of the sand was warm.

Near the rocks on one side of the bay, there seems to be hole and by the looks of it, it was a cave...

Miskin Comte
13/Feb/2010, 11:20 AM
She didn't know why, but she felt compelled to see this cave. It was a long way away, but she ran and ran. She just had to get to this cave, and her vision tunelled until all she saw was the black dot that eventually, it became clear, was a cave formed by years of the sea running into it.

The sea was doing this now, and the girl feared if she stayed too long then she wouldn't be able to escape: she didn't know how to swim. She ignored her rationality though, and entered the opening.

13/Feb/2010, 05:14 PM
<DIV =WebWizRTE marginheight="1" marginwidth="1" leftmargin="1" topmargin="1">Meanwhile, back in town.
<DIV =WebWizRTE marginheight="1" marginwidth="1" leftmargin="1" topmargin="1">"Where did she go?" the cloaked man asked Grandmother.
<DIV =WebWizRTE marginheight="1" marginwidth="1" leftmargin="1" topmargin="1">Grandmother lifted her short cane off the ground and swung it at the man with a backhand, not hitting him but keeping some space between them. "Far, far away. You may have the ball, but without one who can understand the Dark Ones, one who can control the power of the ball, and the Band of Winds to take you to them.
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<DIV =WebWizRTE marginheight="1" marginwidth="1" leftmargin="1" topmargin="1">"You've lost your seer, you've lost the Band and you're only left with me, your translator," she said with a toothless smile. "And all that anger you possess and all that evil power from days long past, does you no good. You are blind and you do not see. All you know is how to torment and how to kill. ButI am old and frail and if you turn your dark purposes on me, I may die of the stress. And yet, I am the only one who can still hear their words and know their meaning."
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<DIV =WebWizRTE marginheight="1" marginwidth="1" leftmargin="1" topmargin="1">The cave was dark and the water and spray made the stones she tread on slick and treacherous. And she could barely see, the cave was filled with mist. . . or was it smoke?

Nwyfre Hammershaft
17/Feb/2010, 12:48 PM
OOC Aramir (Hello! Hi, I'm not sure if you are aware, but according to the rules of the thread we are supposed to keep our posts around 300 characters, and you keep going way over. Thanks!</font>)

The little girl couldn't see anymore, nor did she understand why her Grandmother's bracelet had brought her here. Maybe the bracelet took you where it thought you should go if you didn't think of somewhere before saying the magic words...

She decided it would be best, for now, if she sat there in that dark cave, hadn't Grandmother said that she'd come find her...

Angelikus Snape
21/Feb/2010, 06:33 AM
A short while later, her grandmother appeared on the and she looked tired and beat. She also had a wound down her left arm and by the looks of it, she was going to go unconscious.

Surely enough, her grandmother landed face first on one of the stones that led to the caves...

Nwyfre Hammershaft
22/Feb/2010, 01:34 PM
The little girl jumped at the sight of her grandmother landing just mere feet away from her. How had she been able to get to those caves? Was it possible that there was more than one bracelet?

She went to her grandmother's side... She was still breathing, which was good, but...

Angelikus Snape
25/Feb/2010, 12:15 PM
Her grandmother was bleeding profusely and loosing blood fast. The girl needed to something and she needs to do something quickly.

She ran back to the cave and found something that might be able to help her grandmother...

25/Feb/2010, 01:13 PM
(I realized, but I feel like I had to add a little bit of meat in heresmileys/smiley4.gif)
"Mika," her grandmother said as the girl attempted to treat the wound with some of the roots and leafy seaweed type plants. She hoped to make some sort of an anti-septic wrap, but her knowledge of first aid was limited.

"Mika, don't worry. Just take the bracelet far away from here and from me."

Angelikus Snape
04/Mar/2010, 10:02 AM
"What is happening? Why do I have to go far away from you?" Mika said while her eyes started to swell she did not want to leave her grandmother like this.

She wanted some answers to the questions that she had...

08/Mar/2010, 01:17 PM
Her grandmother grabbed her hand as she was trying to apply the makeshift bandage. "Leave it, let me die. If I go, then there will be no one left who can break the seal on the Dark Ones. Return home, destroy the bracelet and never return here."

Angelikus Snape
14/Mar/2010, 07:16 AM
"But I can't leave you here like this" the child said as she held the hand of her grandmother. Tears were in her eyes as she looked at her grandmother who was lying on the ground. "Go!" the grandmother said to her...

24/Mar/2010, 04:34 PM
Great job guys. Likus can finish the story (if she likes).</font>
</font>The winner of this round is Aramir who may start a new topic at his leisure. (After I open a new topic of course)</font>

Angelikus Snape
26/Mar/2010, 01:14 PM
She had no choice so she left her mother, not before catching a glimpse of the other man striking her grandmother down and leaving her in a pool of blood.