Something is coming.
Something hungry for blood.
A shadow grows on the wall behind you, swallowing you in darkness.
The Demogorgon is tired of your silly human bickering! It stomps towards you.
In the distance you can see the Shoggoth and the Night Hag sizing up Baron Hawk's Dwarves.
The Shoggoth decides to try taking a bite out of the Dwarven lines.
The Dwarves do a quick head count.
Wasnt there another monster with the Night Hag?
That Xorn is wanting to eat the metal armor from the allies.
If a body happens to be in that armor, well, thats just frosting down its cakehole!
I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer.
Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration.
I will face my fear.
I will permit it to pass over me and through me.
Oddgit: Bring me their heads and shroom beer is on me, boys!
Death created time to grow the things that it would kill.
But at such a high cost of Dwarven casualties...
Suddenly the sound of hooves are heard!
The dawn is breaking and the cavalry is here! But for which side?
Is it Ringwraiths? Or perhaps the Rohirrim?
Along the road the Knights of the Silver Swan gallop towards the battle.
And behind them you can see Citadel Guard Cavalry of Minas Tirith forming up in the open field for a charge.
There are many coincidences here... The symbol of Dol Amroth is the Swan and Ship. The name of the swamp is Swanfleet. Near Dol Amroth is the town Edhellond which means "elf harbor". Near Swanfleet is the ruins of Ost In Edhil, which means "elf fortress". Who is this Lady of the Lake anyway? Merlin would only give Prince Imrahil the most mysterious of answers.
With that, the evil forces rout and are forced from the field of battle!
Night Hag: They hurt my friends! Shambler and Sandworm will need some healing spells. Ah well, back to the swamp. Maybe some other day we can go back home to Tharbad.
Oddgit: I know we are not super friendly, but umm... Miss Hag, what exactly happened to all the humies who lived in that ruined city long ago. Did they kill each other, or did your Chaos spawn beasties kill them?
Night Hag: Kill? No one was killed! We are all still alive and well, though some are forgetful of their human origins now. Look, Shoggoth over there.... he was the banker. And Xorn, she was the librarian...
Oddgit: Wow! Xorn is a she!
Night Hag: (shakes her head) Classy. Great way to marginalize a startling confession that solves the mystery of Tharbad/Carcosa...
Boromir: We are headed north, so looks like we will be road fellows afterall! I am looking for the fabled city of Imladris, which I hear has the fabled sword of the King. And Merlin here is looking for the White Towers.
Merlin: Yes, the White Towers are the key to everything! In the far future, when Middle Earth becomes Modern Earth, the White Towers will be gone, but the treasures under them will be there. To mark their location, humans of their time will set up giant standing stones in a circle. From this henge of stones, I shall finish my time travel magics. Then, we can correct any mistakes made in history! Im pretty sure there is another time traveler in Middle Earth, I feel like entire histories of different worlds are being pushed in all willy nilly into our timeline.
Boromir: And dont forget the Sword, Merlin! You promised me the Sword. Whoever draws the Sword from the Stone, he shall be King! Excalibur!
Merlin: Actually, Sigmar shattered Excalibur when he used it against the Dark Lord Archaon the Everchosen. After that Sigmar swore off using swords ever again, and stuck to warhammers. But Excalibur was reforged and called Narsil. But then Isildur took it and broke it by cutting the One Ring from the Dark Lord Sauron's finger. But that has been re-reforged again and is now called Anduril. Unless Arthur returns from Avalon and reclaims it, I suppose I can try to get you the sword. But you must promise to be a good and wise King!
Boromir: What does it mean to be a wise King?
Merlin: You will be the land, and the land will be you. If you fail, the land will perish; as you thrive, the land will blossom. One land, one king!
Boromir: And you Dwarves? What great quest leads you north?
Bugman: Umm... a beer run. Because Moria is almost out of beer...
So the battle of Tharbad is done, but the Tales from the Beer Cart continues as our little force gets larger. The Dwarves took alot of casualties in that one though. Baron Hawks unit is down to 50%, Wallace and his scouts are down to 70% or so. Good thing, the humies showed up. Maybe that human wizard can help cast a few healing spells while he is at it.
The King In Yellow... What kind of crazy play can turn people into monsters? Ok, I want to explore more of Carcosa and its chaos spawned populace.
Now we know where all the weird spawn creatures come from. Its bad terrible luck, but still, I didnt expect to feel sympathy for them. I wonder if the Watcher in the Water was a Carcosan? I mean its a pretty short swim up the river to the West Gate of Moria.
What the heck is underneath the White Towers? I thought they were Elf watch towers. Watching what? And to think the makers of Stonehenge were putting stones up, just to symbolize the White Towers. If Merlin already knows the future, its because his time travel magic will work, or has worked, and he is moving backwards through time. But Im sure he already knows that. Smart fellow.
So the mighty Boromir and the wise Merlin show up on the blog... with a whole lot of soldiers with them to boot.
Its a straight shot north along the Greenway Road from Tharbad to the Shire. A whole lot of characters are going to be running into each other pretty soon.
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