*There's one problem I just realized with this RPG, although if you like we can simply ignore it. The fact that Lothlorien is actually already supposed to have faded, or diminished, or however you want to put it. After the Ring was destroyed, that happened, and the elves likewise left. But anyway . . .*
"The men have for the most part had control of their own affairs for this past age, living in relative peace, but destroying any attack that comes upon them," Theneal said, looking Arat-Curion in the eye. "They seem capable, regardless of the fact that this latest attack seems to be far stronger than any before it since Sauron. And you know what happened last time those of the Blessed Realms interfered with mortal affairs," he said with a sad smile. "Although they were tactically correct, the land of Beleriand was cracked and destroyed. It was largely men who were involved in the overthrow of Sauron himself, albeit with help from the other races, and this newest menace hardly seems stronger than that one.
"Anyway," he said after a pause, shrugging, "that is simply my own opinion. You're welcome to your own."
He sought around for a moment before finding a newer, less controvertial subject. "I've come on this quest as a warrior, to defeat our enemies along with the footsoldiers. How about you? What is your specific purpose in this voyage?"
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