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Post by Morgoth on Oct 23, 2004 14:18:27 GMT 10
Throne Room Upon entering the throne room, the large wooden door slams shut behind you, leaving you to the mercy or malice of the rulers. The Dark Lord Morgoth rests on a chair carved of an ancient mallorn by the very elves of Lorien. The occupant of the seat is adorned with the blackest robe, his face obscured by a permanent shadow, it would seem. A vicious-looking warg sits to the left of the throne, ready to devour any that invoke the anger of the king. Stop up, and share your thoughts with the ruler, and hope to Melkor that you don't say anything wrong... This is where you come to give us your suggestions, comments, ideas, complaints, pretty much whatever.. groveling is good too... also, you may say the oath of the army here, but let it be known that the land of Swarthy Men is the new army base, so check in there as well for any new events and such, more will be known about it at a later date.
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Post by Morgoth on Nov 21, 2004 3:56:15 GMT 10
To join the royal army of the Shadow Lands, say your oath and swear allegiance to your lords Sauron and Morgoth, knowing that treachery, espianage against your lords, or other behavior that might undermine your nation will be rewarded with a swift death and or excommunication from the army/ kingdom. So, all that will be loyal to the Shadow Lands swear your oath (and then check out what's happening at the army base- kingdom of Swarthy Men. The Oath I, (name here), do swear eternal allegiance to the Dark Lords, to serve in the army until deemed unfit for service or until the pale cloak of death envelopes me. I promise not to use any information I recieve to in any way undermine my army or my kingdom, but only as the giver of said information deems fit. I will serve with valor, and acknowledge that being in the royal army of the Shadowlands is one of the most honorable things I will ever do. (copy and paste this with your name in a reply, and a ruler will swear you in. YOU MUST ALREADY BE A MEMBER OF THE SHADOW LANDS TO JOIN THE ARMY!)
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Post by Erkendorn on Nov 25, 2004 15:12:31 GMT 10
Iluvatar entered the grand Throne Room of Mordor, and looked up at its High Kings, Morgoth and Sauron. In a loud voice, Eru said, : The Kingdom Army is still finalizing its designs, and the last of the editing will be made by myself, and will be seen by Gil and Mo. The Swarthy Men army is for those who want to be in any army for the Dark Lands. Promotions will be discussed, and then the Mordorian army is elite for graduates of the Swarthy Army Auxilaries When Eru finished, he quietly left, not awaiting any response
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Post by Giliathriel Alquasilme on Feb 23, 2005 11:11:39 GMT 10
Morwen walked into the throne room, knowing that since the head honcho had ruled that one could join five different armies. Greetings lord Morgoth, I wish to join the army.
I, Morwen, do swear eternal allegiance to the Dark Lords, to serve in the army until deemed unfit for service or until the pale cloak of death envelopes me. I promise not to use any information I recieve to in any way undermine my army or my kingdom, but only as the giver of said information deems fit. I will serve with valor, and acknowledge that being in the royal army of the Shadowlands is one of the most honorable things I will ever do. Maybe... *wink*
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Post by Morgoth on Feb 23, 2005 13:45:00 GMT 10
Morgoth smiled when he saw Morwen enter, and nodded his head at the woman, and told her to proceed. As she said the oath, he felt a spark of joy in his black heart, one that might grow as his legions do... Welcome, Morwen, to the ranks of the army of Me... or rather, if that isn't official enough for you... I, Morgoth, do declare Morwen to a member of my royal army... He got up and tapped her on the head and shoulders with his magic wand of evil, and nodded. Thank you. [/b]
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Post by Giliathriel Alquasilme on Feb 23, 2005 13:46:16 GMT 10
No prob.
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Post by Morgoth on Apr 17, 2005 2:53:06 GMT 10
Wondering why more people weren't flocking to be tapped by the magic wand of evil, Morgoth scowled, then posted another want ad, just outside the door. It read, "Wanted: a good court jester, minstrel, purveyor of silliness. But not too silly. Enquire within. Salary, benefits." So it read.
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