The main fleet of the Corsairs has asked me if they can go sack Dol Amroth.

Well, all I can say is ~Have Fun Storming The Castle~

The Lads and I are heading back up the Brandywine towards the Shire. The lands where the moon fell is a mess, but I should be able to get the supplies I want at Bree.

Be back soon.

To Bree!

Anyone know how to spell Blacksail in Middle-Earth speech?

I am Black Sail, your Queen ( Read more... )

The Corsairs seem to have not hit it off with King Thingol and are generally roaming about the sea looking for a target. I think one of the Maia is going to intervene ( Read more... )

The Black Woods ( Read more... )

I should have stolen Sting while I had the chance!

Next time, then.

Must get the lads down the river to the Blackwoods.

OOC: I've been asked to withdraw. Okay Iwill
Hee.Hee. Later maybe.

We've no time to stop to worry about hobbits.

Come on. We've got to get to Eryn Vorn.

The troop of Corsairs heads southwest.

No luck on the Halfdrake. Nimrodel has decided to adopt the creatue.

He's fantastic. I could not ask for better pirate material.

Well, maybe Nim and Mer will be good for eachother.

Though who knows? When the lad grows up, the sea may beckon him.

Meanwhile, the pillaging of the Shire is complete, and the Lads are headed south down the river

Wreckage, Debris, Billowing Smoke.

Its good to be a Priate Queen.

My lads are now scouring the Shire. The land here is rich in Leaf and Vine.

We'll have enough pipeweed and Old Vinyards to turn a tidy profit.

If only that woman with the shovel will leave the lads alone and let them get on with an honest days plundering.