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"Come forth ye servants of the shadows!"

Message:

Near to the gate leading from Bree to Combe, there lies a corpse, crumpled and mutilated. For his mail, one might think him to have been a guard ere his life was torn from him. Into the wood of the gate itself there has been carved words in the Black Speech of Mordor. It reads:

"Come forth Ye Servants of the Shadows, thy Master commands thee!"

Above this foul inscription there is a crudely formed Eye, drawn in the blood of the fallen guard...

((OOC: The Dark Tide is recruiting...again! We are a kin with our focus on the evil and more malevolent side of RP. Our purpose is to serve the Dark Lord in whatever ways he deems fit. We currently seek villainous Men and Dwarves to join our ranks. If you would like more information, to initiate an RP event/session, or are interested in joining, contact Morsarch or myself. However, please note that we are just beginning, and are still in the early stages of development. We hope to see you In-Game! :D ))

Location:

Bree Town

"Come forth ye servants of the shadows!"

Near to the gate leading from Bree to Combe, there lies a corpse, crumpled and mutilated. For his mail, one might think him to have been a guard ere his life was torn from him. Into the wood of the gate itself there has been carved words in the Black Speech of Mordor. It reads: