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Story of Khamul, part IIJourney passed peacefully. They crossed secret isthmus hidden between the walls of Ered Lithui, without meeting a soul. Orodruin slept silently, and all filthy creatures nesting in depths of earth, for which Khamul was grateful.Story of Khamul, part II by dead01
Soon before them loomed a lower mountain pass, which spread rocky tongue south, away from the main massif of Ash Mountains, protecting Mordor from the north. Necromancer several times pulled horse’s reins, sniffing in cool air and then again ran him again into a trot.
- Somewhere here is a stream. - he said - It has a source high in mountains, and flows into the lake of Nurn. We’ll make water supplies and go along the stream, to bypass Gorgoroth. -
After half an hour horses moved eagerly, sensing the smell of water. Soon they reached a small constriction in narrow rock throat, where from dark, volcanic wall flowed bubbling cascade of crystal water. Reached the plain, stream was expanding and turning sharply south, flowing lazily in shallow trough on
Story of KhamulKhamul pulled the flap of tent and went inside. Interior was spacious, canvas walls were decorated with expensive, intricately woven rugs, and lightweight fabrics separated one individual room. At the entrance stand cabinets with weapons and armor stand.Story of Khamul by dead01
He unbuckled wide belt and pulled it from hips, laying next to curved yataghan with gilded handle. From shirt he pulled two small daggers and put them with dull clatter; then got rid of the pads and shin guards, bringing from the shoe next blade and iron shooting star.
He was tired after a long day in saddle and few hours of hard training, but it was pleasant, even desirable; dismissed intrusive thoughts. Weary body and muscle pain kept his mind in check better than wine or arak… Yet, in recent times he often felt a strange anxiety that grows with each passing year.
With hindsight, he knew that at any moment he can by reached by treacherous blade or poison added to food. A long time ago he entered in mature age, but still h