~ The Throne Hall ~

[Canos]

The throne hall, like the entire fortress of Minas Morgul the throne room is dark and evilness shrouds it. There is a difference though, about this throne room. There are two thrones and not simply just one. Canos, the ruler of Nurn sits and resides as the ruler of Nurn and what is left of Mordor, but at his side his queen Ravyn, also sits to help him in his rulership. These thrones are the farthest things from the massive doors that protect the throne room. There are seemingly no guards in the throne room but that changes quickly. There are many strange columns and pillars that hold up the walls and the roof. The room is very dark and mysterious. Even though it is a room and limited in size, there are mysterious and untold evils within it.

[Caydence]

Caydence, having been made Captain of the guard here at Minas Morgul, entered the throne hall freely. She walked with a proud and arrogant gait. She is a trained assassin raised on war and weaned on bloodshed. She is ever keen to her surrondings, watching all with a suspicious eye. The throne room was dark, shrouded in shadows. Columns and twisted pillars lined each side. Shadowy figures stood behind each column. Caydence knew these figures were the guards. She continued her approach to the throne of Canos. She could feel the presence of evil grow stronger as she drew closer.

Caydence knelt down on one knee and bowed her head as a sign of allegiance. "My Liege." She waited for his reply. She did this only out of necessity. Canos had great power and she wished not to die at this time.

[Canos]

Canos sat alone his throne. His queen was not sitting on the throne next to him now. She was somewhere else in the city and there was no telling where she was or when she would return to the throne or to Canos's sight. he would let her roam the castle because he did not think or figure that she would be unable to protect herself or return. True his queen lusted for power as he did, but she would not find a greater accessible power than the one she had here beside him. So, that was what kept her in Minas Morgul until things changed and the world began to fall to the hands of Canos. There was no telling what the end result would be for men.

Canos watched the woman that had become his chief guardian walk into the throne room. Caydence was not usually one to come openly to him with an aimless errand. She often had a point or problem that required his advice or abilities to solve. Canos had found many people in the Minas Morgul prisons that were willing to serve him. Perhaps it was because they would no longer be in the sewer or perhaps most of them lusted for power; but whatever the case, Canos was lucky that they had been left to his disposal. Many of them, his queen included, were beginning to become very useful to him. He did not need any more help, but he would not decline it. "Speak." Canos beckoned in a cold and commanding tone that filled the room, "What news have you brought before you lord?" He inquired.

[Caydence]

Caydence stood to face him. She stood tall with her back straight, shoulders back and head high but still in such a manner to afford respect for Canos. "My Liege, I have news of Gondor." She spoke with a clear and authoritative voice. "Elessar & Arwen have moved north, leaving their son, Eldarion to rule Gondor." The corner of her mouth turned up slightly in a smirk and her eyes flashed with the hint at opportunity. "It is my understanding that Eldarion is strong and clever. But his people have gotten too accustomed to peace and are fogetting anything other."

[Canos]

Canos was a bit taller than Caydence was. He was taller than everyone in his throne room and in his dominion. If there was someone taller than him, he cut their legs at their knees so they were no longer taller than he was. No one would stand up taller than the king. Canos would not have anyone being better than him in anything. Caydence, of course brought him news that he was not previously aware of and he brought her news that he could use. Caydence had some way of having people everywhere. It probably had something to do with her past and the network that the Haradrim had set up within the new kingdoms, consisting of spies and such. Canos didn't ask. He didn't need to ask. He could find out very quickly if he wanted to with his palantir. Besides, Caydence had no reason as of yet to use her people against him. She was in too new and too powerful a position to turn on him. Canos smiled as she concluded. "This is good news indeed. I will charge you with a task then." Canos paused, his hand moving to his chin. "Find more out about this Eldarion."

[Caydence]

Caydence nodded once and smiled mischeviously." Yes, my Liege. So mote it be. If there is nothing more, I shall return to my duties."
She hoped to use the Haradrim network to obtain the needed information. If she couldn't aquire what she needed she would have to travel in person. She enjoyed to travel but she didn't much like playing the female role. She was aggressive and arrogant. She wasn't very feminine, although it was visibly clear that she was a woman.

[Canos]

Canos stopped her before she began to leave the throne room. He had not concluded yet. Something that needed to be learned by anyone that was around Canos for a long enough time was two things. The first thing was that he often spoke in riddles and the second was that he always had two parts to any command. Nothing was a simple as led to believe. Canos himself was not a simple person and therefore none of his plans would. Canos was to complex to have any sort of foolish quests. "Caydence..." He paused, stepping down from the throne, onto the black marble floor, "Do this personally. Depending on what information you acquire, depends on whether or not my queen will accompany you to Minas Tirith. Trust, that is not what you want. Understand that he may not use your conventional means. No killing, no torturing, no harm of any kind will be shown to the Gondorians. We are their friends. Remember that." Canos said with a smirk, "So, to Eldarion, be extra friendly." he concluded.

[Caydence]

Caydence knew what he meant when he said extra friendly. She arched a brow,"Yes ,my Liege. No fun just work. They are our friends and I shall treat them as such." She took a deep breath then continued. "If I am to be a goodwill ambassador, I shall need a dress for I have none in my attire." She took another deep breath. Caydence preferred to travel alone. To pass as a woman ambassador, she would need a small group to travel with her. "I would prefer to travel alone but to get close to Eldarion, he must think I am of some importance. May I have two guards and a female servant to travel with me as part of my cover?" Then she flashed a sweet smile and began to act a little more feminine. In a sweet voice, " I can play nice when the need arises." Then returned to her true nature and awaited Canos' orders.

[Canos]

Women were so useful and in so many more ways than simply reproducing. Women could do things that men simply would never be able to accomplish. Women got things done. Men were much more likely to talk to women about their plans, about their ideals and motivations. Men, for some reason, usually had their guard up around other men. This behavior probably had something to do with the fact that all males are territorial, not just animals, but humans as well. Men don’t feel comfortable around men, or at least not to the extend that they feel comfortable around women. It was a good thing that Caydence was an attractive woman. She was attractive as she was evil, but she could hide her evilness when she needed. Her attractiveness could not be hidden. Canos listened to Caydence’s requests and he nodded his head. “I was already planning to send people with you. For instance, five guards, horses, two women servants and someone to announce you.” Canos answered with a smirk and then continued on to what she should wear. “I am not a man of fashion. You are woman, find something that would be appealing to a man, I am sure you will be just fine. Now go.” Canos beckoned.

[Caydence]

"Yes, my Liege." Caydence nodded. "That shall be mor than adequate." She turned to leave the throne hall. On her way out she began planning for the trip. She would need to get a rather nice dress, something that shows her figure but was still respectable. She wopuld also need tospeak with the others traveling with her about the plans and the mission with which they were being charged. There had to be an understanding among them about the orders Canos had given. She would be held accountable and would not tolerate any failure. Mistakes could cost lives.... theirs.

[Frar II]

Minas Morgul........Was truly a fortress. Frar had ordered that twelve dwarves be sent to the fortress of Minas Morgul to seek an audience with the Lord and Lady of the realm of Nurn. Nurn, would play a large role in the plans that Frar had for Middle Earth. Nurn had strength in numbers and sorcery; both items that Frar II desired to have on his side. The dwarves had traveled many leagues to speak with the masters of this realm and their journey had been quiet hazardous. They had spent many nights laying and waiting for soldiers and scouts of Gondor and the Elves to pass them by, and even in some cases were forces to dismember and thus bury a handful of the Gondorian scouts that came to close.

However, finally after over a month of travel they reach the bridge that lead to the fortress of Minas Morgul. They predicated that their presence had already been noticed and thus they stood at the end of the bridge, leaning on their axes awaiting to be greeted, or even possibly killed. They knew their errand was a dangerous one, but they were more than willing to fulfill their masters wishes.

[Ravyn]

Ravyn was having a boring day. Canos was who knows where, the castle had been quiet, and she was stuck on the throne. Occasionally she would go about the castle, making sure the soldiers did not shirk their duties or think they had a day off. by this time the orcs and occasional humans realized that Ravyn was just as dangerous as Canos, possibly more so. Ravyn was always looking for people to torture or make an example of. She liked examples. Still, she tried to keep lethal discipline to a minimum. Canos sometimes got grumpy if she killed too many people in his absence. Sharan, the black jaguar, was her shadow, as always, his silent steps following her every move. Now he sat beside her on the throne, a golden collar studded with amethysts around his muscular neck. His sleek black body was groomed to perfection as he sat there like a statue of black marble, his amber eyes waiting for any movement to stir his senses. Ravyn perched on the throne beside him, clad in a flowing dress of purple and black. The dark queen and her companion seemed to absorb the darkness that surrounded them, perfectly content in their gloomy atmosphere.

The guards on watch kept vigilant; Ravyn had a way of sneaking up on you with her blasted pet in tow. No one but Ravyn liked that stupid jaguar. True, all the beings in Minas Morgul respected the deadly power of the cat, but any of them would have put a sword in it if given the chance. However, Ravyn kept Sharan at her side at all times; it was nearly impossible to catch one without the other. They saw the small party from a ways off. Instantly they called out the approach and everyone began to bustle about and prepare for a visit. This meant that everyone was armed and ready, looking like the soldiers they should be. Word of the party reached Ravyn in short time; eagerly she awaited the call from the guard that they were coming. It had been such a boring day.

As the dwarves stopped, the guards were ready. Their general, a strong and promising orc, called out from the top of the gates. "State your name and your business! If you mean us harm, prepare for death!" he yelled. Minas Morgul was not somewhere one should attack. Archers with crossbows readied themselves all along the wall. The group did not seem dangerous nor ill-minded, but they did have to take precautions.

[Frar II]

The dwarves did not have to wait long to be addressed. This, of course, is what they had expected. Orcs had a keen sense of smell and sight. Both, obviously were crucial when it came to sensing visitors and or enemies. The dwarves where also the easiest people to sense, since, in this instance where not trying to be stealthy. They had loud weapons, heavy footsteps and breathing. Many smelled rather poorly, but what could you expect from soldiers from Moria who had just traveled for over a month. They heard themselves be addressed and the lead dwarf, Goroth stepped forward to speak. The distance from the end of the bridge to the gates was rather far, but his voice could still be heard.
" We are visitors from Moria, and we seek an audience with your Lord and Lady on the before of King Frar II of the Dwarven world! " He yelled in return. Dwarves, did not have a taste for orcs, nor goblins or creatures of their nature. In fact, they hated them greatly. However, if their Lord required something from them they were willing to look past their hate and do his biding.

[Ravyn]

The orcs knew that Ravyn and Canos would want to see the dwarves. Canos wasn't here, but they figured his queen knew what was going on. The two evil beings shared everything with each other, so Ravyn would know what to do with these visitors. "Enter, but you will be asked to surrender your weapons before entering the throne room!" the orc called out. Motioning to the orcs in charge of the gates, he had them open it enough for the dwarves to enter single file. Meanwhile a convoy of orcs went to go tell Ravyn. Their queen would not approve of surprises. A bit nervously, they entered the long hall, instinctively staying together. "My queen," the leader said respectfully, bowing to one knee, "dwarves from Moria come, bringing word from their master, Frar II." Ravyn smiled, patting the head of her feline. "Excellent," she purred, satisfied with their message, "bring them in."

[Frar II]

The dwarves were not excited about having to set their weapons aside. However, they did, and thus made their way through the gates and up through the vast dark halls of Minas Morgul. The fortress stunk of orcs and goblins and the dwarves attempted not to be irritated by the never ending chatter and sight of the vile creatures in which they had extreme distaste for. Eventually they were led to a Throne Chamber were apparently the master of the land took up his resistance. The other dwarves waited outside while the leader, Goroth, went inside alone. He looked up at the queen after he took a bow and waited for her to address him.