Hunt for the Palantíri Discussion Thread

[Imladris]

My save has been filled.

The ball is in your court now Regin....but I would ask that you edit your post so that Jynne is not startled....I think that he would have been expecting Marreth's visit. Thank you...

[Regin Hardhammer]

Edit done,and save put up. I fear I have been robbed of my revenge. That poison looks to do its work before I can even get a good jab in! I will be glad to describe it from that angle.....

Would you object if Jynne's final jab at Marreth as he lies dying would be to reveal who hired him and for what purpose? This seems suitable for Jynne andwill provide Marreth with a real conundrum.... At first, the poor Corsair will not believe his ears, but he can later confirm this piece of information by rummaging through Jynne's papers. He won't be pleased.

Would you want me to finish Jynne off in my own post, or shall I just lead up to the point of his dying and the revelation for you to write? .....Or did you have something else in mind?

~Regin

[Imladris]

Sure go ahead with Jynne's confession....verbal poison as it were..

Remember the vial that Jynne tucked in his sleeve? He will throw that at Marreth -- and it will burn him. 'Tis your job to figure out how Marreth will get out of it...

[Regin Hardhammer]

Save filled. That was fun.

Imladris- If there is anything I should change, let me know.

Luindal One scoundrel down....one to go. Better watch out.

[Regin Hardhammer]

Pio,

I was going to put up a save for when the Corsair ship goes out in the Bay and sees the large Stone being lifted onto the deck of the Elven ship. However, I think this should go before Imaldris' post where Jarlyn dies. If Marreth knew that his officer and close friend had croaked, he would probably need to deal with that--at least mentally--especially since he's lost his two most trusted officers within the space of twenty-four hours. I would rather wait to deal with all that till nearer the end of the game.

So could I put my post on the discussion thread and then you could paste it in right after yours where you haul the Stone up?

That way, Marreth and his men will all be too busy to check on Jarlyn in his cabin, at least for the moment.

I really hope to get this post done today after school. Otherwise, it won't be till Sunday that I have a free minute.

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Imladris

That was a surprise about Jarlyn! It's been fun gaming. Hope I get to play with you again.

~Regin

[piosenniel]

Regin

No problem! Go ahead and leave it on the discussion thread and I'll move it for you.

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My SAVE is filled.

Ha ha!!!! The Elves now have the large globe aboard!

~*~ Pio

[Regin Hardhammer]

Here is my post for the save space.... Pio, could you paste this in?

Marreth had never suspected Lord Castamir to be spying on himself. Had he always been monitoring Marreth, or was this an extra precaution that had been taken to safeguard the Palantiri? Marreth had never been focused on the Stones themselves, because his use for them was limited. He did not have political aspirations, preferring to voyage the sea in search of lute and plunder, rather than hatching schemes inside an office. Vengeance welled deep in his heart against the Gondorians, the murderers of his father, and the personal glory he would gain both mattered much more to him than actually using the Stones. But betrayal, either by Lord Castamir or his agent, made Marreth’s blood boil like the water in his tea kettle. Marreth vowed to seize these powerful weapons and use them against Gondor, because of the anguish he knew it would cause to Castamir, watching his most desired treasure being reaped by another.

His eyes scaned the horizon, and Marreth began to pull his thoughts away from the vile Castamir and focus on the immediate task of securing the Palantiri. Marreth had not succeeded so far, but he realized that his mission must continue, whatever the betrayal Castamir had made, since the thought of allowing the Stones to reach Gondor caused a visceral pain in his stomach.

As he sat weighing yet another tactic to use against the Elves, he saw something sparkling in the dull blue waters. Marreth turned his head and watched in horror as the Elvish ship pulled a large opaque stone from the sea using a winch and nets. Beside the ship, Marreth noticed a seal barking towards one of the Elves on board who then flashing a big grin, which he thought was rather odd. The seal, once on board the smaller ship, changed shape into a man with brown hair and olive skin before Marreth’s very eyes. Marreth had heard of shapechangers before in tales told on his travels, but he had never actually seen one. So that’s how they found it, thought Marreth. Even with the most trained seal, a human would be able to search out the Stones and find them faster than the Corsairs ever would.

After he stopped cursing and kicking furniture, Marreth calmed down enough to realize that if the Elves have found one Stone, the other probably would not be far away. All they had to do was find it, it, attack the Luindal's ship, capture the other Palantiri, and send those on board to a grave on the ocean floor below the wall of ice which would soon cover the water’s surface. Marreth was confident of his victory because, although he could handle the sword deftly, his greatest strength lie on naval warfare, where his ship was swifter than a shark.

With a holler, Marreth blared to the ship’s crew, “Boys, it was a bad bit of luck that the Elves got the first Palantiri, but there’s still another one out there. And we are going to go out and get it before those stinking Elves do. It probably isn’t too far from the spot that they found the first one. After we take the other stone, we will launch an attack on those Elvish vermin so hard that their ship will be shattered into driftwood. Let’s get moving.”