FOG 4: OUAD, Chapter VIIICHAPTER EIGHTFOG 4: OUAD, Chapter VIII5 hours ago in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Summer, 936 TA
"So it is true."
The horse snorted underneath her, and Anárië gently rubbed its neck while keeping her eyes ahead.
Below them, as far as the eye could see down into the valley and towards the beach line, there extended a massive harbour. Its sheer size was intimidating, let alone the number of ships that were docked, as well as those that were not there – the emptiness proved that the King of Gondor was afield.
Or, in this case, at sea.
Ravon, who was sitting as still as a statue on his own horse beside her, stirred: "I would never lie: we have been monitoring the progress here at Pelargir for centuries now. It is finally complete. Eärnil launched his fleet not too long ago."
"Where did he go?" she asked, her eyes scanning the horizon to see whether she could spy any vessel coming back to its home port.
"As far as rumours go, he is to wage war against the Corsairs of Umbar," the scout replied, "and I am inclined