Recent content by Anárion

As Anárion came to sit there by the fire, he looked up to one of the various others who still lingered there. He was a tall orc, still dressed for battle, with his axe leaned there beside him and his helmet just there as well. They met eyes for a moment. Anárion nodded to him, and he nodded...

They dwelt in silence for a time, the Beastman and he. Truthfully, when he'd spoken, he'd not expected a reply. It was more a verbal observation than anything else anyway, as they had yet to formulate a real plan to break through this stalemate. They wouldn't be going anywhere, not yet. He...

Anárion had remained undisturbed for hours. Poised in his watchfulness, uncertain of not only when, but what to expect. There'd been little more than a rustling in the dark for the past few days, and the reprieve was nothing except unsettling. Behind him was a small gathering of hushed voices...

Victory for Sharyrdaes at Salquenor Minassë meant only one thing: war. Following the dark army's failure to take the bridges to the vast meadows of Sharyrdaes, they'd retreated into the depths of the forest and on into Aeraesar. The Order and their allies had secured the Fortress of Qárele, and...