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Gurthang · 05-01-2005, 08:10 PM

Suddenly, a shadow appeared at the door. It was a man! Men did not come often to the Barrow-Downs, and never at this hour. Yet another look showed that it was not a man, but a body. The lifeless form appeared grey and dreary. He carried a sword in front of him with both hands, and wore a dark cloak that hid most of his features. He was of a tall sort, but did not look to be stout. No one at the party recognized him, for he was not a member of the Downs. His reason for coming was different.

A voice arose then, though the man's lips did not stir. The few that remained started as they realized that the sound was coming from the sword!

"Greetings and Happy Birthday! I have come to partake in the festivites, such as I can. I have come with the aid of one who exists only to carry and serve me. I am Gurthang, the Black Sword, Brother of Anglachel, Destroyer of Glaurung, the Bane of Turin."

A pleased gasp spread through the barrow, as well as a few giggles at the slightly over-dramatized entrance. The party went back to normal. Gurthang faded into the background, adding a bit to each conversation over the course of the night, but never lingering at one for too long.

05-01-2005, 08:10 PM	#15
Gurthang Sword of Spirit Join Date: Aug 2003 Location: Oh, I'm around. Posts: 1,401	Suddenly, a shadow appeared at the door. It was a man! Men did not come often to the Barrow-Downs, and never at this hour. Yet another look showed that it was not a man, but a body. The lifeless form appeared grey and dreary. He carried a sword in front of him with both hands, and wore a dark cloak that hid most of his features. He was of a tall sort, but did not look to be stout. No one at the party recognized him, for he was not a member of the Downs. His reason for coming was different. A voice arose then, though the man's lips did not stir. The few that remained started as they realized that the sound was coming from the sword! "Greetings and Happy Birthday! I have come to partake in the festivites, such as I can. I have come with the aid of one who exists only to carry and serve me. I am Gurthang, the Black Sword, Brother of Anglachel, Destroyer of Glaurung, the Bane of Turin." A pleased gasp spread through the barrow, as well as a few giggles at the slightly over-dramatized entrance. The party went back to normal. Gurthang faded into the background, adding a bit to each conversation over the course of the night, but never lingering at one for too long. __________________ I'm on a Mission from God. Last edited by Gurthang; 05-01-2005 at 08:15 PM.