Lord of the rings RP 

Tarragon: struggles through the crowd. Hood starts fall. Pulls it up. Mutters. "Next person who pushes me..."

 

Lance: -accidently bumps into Tarragon- So sorry

 

So how far till we get there my elven friends-

 

Chance: It shouldn't be too far -in his native Irish-like accent-

 

Ohk then lets go

 

Chance: -continues to walk-

 

-Follows-

 

Chance: -walks out of town to an entrance-
This as far as I can take you, there's about another three miles left, I hope you can see well in the dark

 

Im a dwarf what do you think i do all day i sit in dark mines and drick ale

 

Chance: -smirks- yeah I guess your right. Just a few directions and you should be fine

 

But why arnt you coming then

 

Chance: There's bad blood between me and somebody in there, it's best for me not to come along

 

Tarragon: growls. "You should be." Continues walking.

 

Chance: -goes it his clan-

Lance: -follows Leo and Maf-

 

(Ignore my previous post)

Lance: -mutters- Whats up your ass?

 

Tarragon: turns around. "This whole place." Takes off through the crowd.

 

Lance: If you want to go some place quiet and not crowded, you can come with me

 

Tarragon: crosses arms. "Where?"

 

Lance: -follow me-

 

(Ignore the dashes)