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Angmar

The History of House Dorghat of Gondor

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History of House Dorghat of Gondor

 

The Founding

My Arrival in Bree

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Phillippa

Bree has offered me the oddest of problems, adventures, and tales. I've only been here several days, though I can tell my fate has led me in an entirely new direction...

The Ceremony

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In the highest tower of Carn Dûm, in front of the Seat of the Witch-King,

Stood Lady Gwynedh, just to be crowned to High-Priestess by the Lord of Blood,

The Gathering of the Shadow

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Angmar's Shadow gathered inside the Barrow of Taradan to meet the Lord of Blood and discuss the upcoming plans.

Firery Sky

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A firery evening sky leaves Amorey and Brecklo speechless for a while.

Fighting an Angmarim

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Past the Watching Stones, Alamir and Fyxe run into an Angmarim who immediately tries to kill them.

Watching Stone

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Alamir and Fyxe pass the first of several Watching Stones, though it takes all the courage they possess due to the unholy aura emanating from the Stone.

Unholy Fire

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Past the gate, Alamir and Fyxe find strange fires burning. In spite of the unsettling atmosphere of the place, they press on.

Gate to Angmar

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Alamir and Fyxe discover an imposing gate leading into Angmar.

A Threat to Imladris

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Faorie stands in the Hall of Fire, meditating over recent events when a man makes his way to stand before her. She looks to him and he looks to her.

He kneels before Faorie.

Faorie is rather surprised by his immense sense of formality. She bows in return. “Suilad, friend,” she says.

“Do not bow.” He stares at her for a long moment. “Yer an elf. I will hev' no elf bowing before me.”

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