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Alcarillo · 04-10-2006, 02:59 PM

The Witch-king and the Troll

Minas Mor-go rolled happily through the woods of Mirkwood, snapping apart any trees unlucky enough to get in its way. They had already rolled past the elves, who shrieked and shot arrows at Minas Mor-go's impenetrable walls. The Witch-king, to amuse himself, dropped a few orcs onto them, and was very pleased to hear the elves scream. He watched with fascination, and called Ringwraith #4 over to the wall to watch.

"I don't think we should be doing that, sir," Ringwraith #4 said. "We don't want to lose many more orcs. Already we've lost ten from the riot, and now you've dropped seven more onto the elves!"

"Aw, come on, just listen to the screams. We can always grab more orcs when we reach the Misty Mountains. I'm headed back to the steering wheel."

"You mean no one's steering!?"

"Relax, I used duct tape to keep it straight."

And so the Witch-king of Angmar and Ringwraith #4 returned to the steering wheel. The Witch-king untaped it and began steering through the forest. Trees and branches snapped and Minas Mor-go dipped up and down through the little valleys. They followed a little path for a bit through the forest, though it was too narrow for even one wheel to rest upon, and Minas Mor-go straddled it. The good thing was that Mount Zoom and Bag Endless-fuel were nowhere in sight, and they did not come upon their tracks through the forests. We could be ahead, thought the Witch-king. But it was not long before the Witch-king slammed the brakes, sending Ringwraith #4 stumbling across the top of the gate.

"What? Why have we stopped?"

"There's a troll in our way," said the Witch-king, "And he's just sitting there, in the middle of the path."

"Why don't we just run over him?"

The Witch-king glared at him. "Are you always so simple-minded? We can't just run over him. Let's hear what he has to say."

So the Witch-king and Ringwraith #4 leaned over the ramparts and saw the troll sitting in the middle of the path. He was a fat troll, and pretty ugly, too, with tiny squinty eyes and a gigantic nose. The Witch-king said in his best Troll-speech, "You there! You, the ugly troll! Get out of the road!"

The troll shouted up at them, "Pay toll!"

"We don't have any cash! Let us through!"

"Pay toll!"

"Let us through!"

"Pay toll!"

The Witch-king retreated from the wall's edge and wandered back to the steering wheel. "Stupid troll. Too stupid to do anything. Can't even move out of the way. Dammit. We need to get past this troll! Ringwraith #4, what do you say we do?"

04-10-2006, 02:59 PM	#23
Alcarillo Shadow of the Past Join Date: Jul 2005 Location: Minas Mor-go Posts: 1,014	The Witch-king and the Troll Minas Mor-go rolled happily through the woods of Mirkwood, snapping apart any trees unlucky enough to get in its way. They had already rolled past the elves, who shrieked and shot arrows at Minas Mor-go's impenetrable walls. The Witch-king, to amuse himself, dropped a few orcs onto them, and was very pleased to hear the elves scream. He watched with fascination, and called Ringwraith #4 over to the wall to watch. "I don't think we should be doing that, sir," Ringwraith #4 said. "We don't want to lose many more orcs. Already we've lost ten from the riot, and now you've dropped seven more onto the elves!" "Aw, come on, just listen to the screams. We can always grab more orcs when we reach the Misty Mountains. I'm headed back to the steering wheel." "You mean no one's steering!?" "Relax, I used duct tape to keep it straight." And so the Witch-king of Angmar and Ringwraith #4 returned to the steering wheel. The Witch-king untaped it and began steering through the forest. Trees and branches snapped and Minas Mor-go dipped up and down through the little valleys. They followed a little path for a bit through the forest, though it was too narrow for even one wheel to rest upon, and Minas Mor-go straddled it. The good thing was that Mount Zoom and Bag Endless-fuel were nowhere in sight, and they did not come upon their tracks through the forests. We could be ahead, thought the Witch-king. But it was not long before the Witch-king slammed the brakes, sending Ringwraith #4 stumbling across the top of the gate. "What? Why have we stopped?" "There's a troll in our way," said the Witch-king, "And he's just sitting there, in the middle of the path." "Why don't we just run over him?" The Witch-king glared at him. "Are you always so simple-minded? We can't just run over him. Let's hear what he has to say." So the Witch-king and Ringwraith #4 leaned over the ramparts and saw the troll sitting in the middle of the path. He was a fat troll, and pretty ugly, too, with tiny squinty eyes and a gigantic nose. The Witch-king said in his best Troll-speech, "You there! You, the ugly troll! Get out of the road!" The troll shouted up at them, "Pay toll!" "We don't have any cash! Let us through!" "Pay toll!" "Let us through!" "Pay toll!" The Witch-king retreated from the wall's edge and wandered back to the steering wheel. "Stupid troll. Too stupid to do anything. Can't even move out of the way. Dammit. We need to get past this troll! Ringwraith #4, what do you say we do?" Last edited by Alcarillo; 04-10-2006 at 08:59 PM.