CHAPTER SIX The Fall Of Angmar
It has been years since the great change that crippled the powers of the Lord Asron, it also killed Lord Melkor, he actually drowned when the Solitary Mountain's were divided by a gigantic wave.
As for Kathren, well she made her escape from Davy Jones and swam back to the land. She knew she could not go back into the water, for Davy Jones would find her.
Kathren retreated to one person who could protect her from Davy Jones…Er Murazor.
As Kathren hiked the valleys, plains, and mountains she finally arrived on the Angmar border. Kathren did not know, but the island has been once again divided by the kings, but a evil festers out of the smoldering ruins of Khazad'dum As Kathren walks up to the ice fortress of Carn Dum, Er Murazor comes out to meet her.
Er Murazor is wearing a cape and has a beautiful crown upon his head with three long and sharp points, his face is so weathered and rugged, he looks like death is breathing down upon him, but in Kathren's defense, she too looks like hell. Er Murazor stops his advance and stands tall of the parchment of the watch tower. "My Lord Kathren, what honor does your presence give us?"
Kathren stops at the icy steps. "I seek…" Kathren pauses, embarrassed to say the word, "sanctuary."
Er Murazor is shocked to hear these words from Kathren's mouth. "How is this…a ancient, seeking help from a Numenorean king?" Er Murazor pauses to build the plot. "I will give you sanctuary, but if I may, what seeks you to come way up here to my ice kingdom?"
Kathren looks at the ground. "How much do you know about Davy Jones?"
Er Murazor looks at Kathren…he has heard of the legendary Davy Jones, but only through legend. "You have a debt with Davy Jones?"
Kathren shakes her head. "No, I never had heard of Davy Jones, I thought I was the only lord of the ocean!"
Er Murazor rubs his bearded chin. "Hmm…well come up here." Kathren walks quickly up the stairs to the tower of Carn Dum. As Kathren walks into Carn Dum, the building design is very gothic. Statues of evil looking creatures and the walls are painted with the blackest paint. As Kathren walks up to a glowing ball of glass she touches it and immediately she sees a black army marching through a murky swamp, they are ready for war!
As Er Murazor looks at Kathren, Kathren does not notice Er Murazor. Er Murazor pulls Kathren's hand away from the glowing stone. As Kathren looks at Er Murazor, her face is flushed. "They are coming."
"They…who, Davy Jones?"
Kathren shakes her head. "No, a black dressed army marches through a swamp…there thoughts echo this place."
Er Murazor pushes Kathren lightly to the side and grasp the palantir. As he seeks the army, he actually comes upon the Flying Dutchman instead. As Er Murazor is awed, he looks for his surroundings, he sees his castle…Carn Dum! As Er Murazor looks around he focuses on the one person he never wanted to see…Davy Jones. As Er Murazor is mesmerized, Davy Jones somehow sees the spirit and thoughts of Er Murazor.
As Er Murazor pulls his hand off the palantir, he looks around the iron fortress of his home, Davy Jones is out there somewhere in the East Aqua. As Er Murazor walks out of the room, he looks at the plains facing south, once the Great Forest, now a ruin wasteland caused by glacier movement, Er Murazor gazes with ill-intent, he does not spot anything. So as Er Murazor just stands out on his parchment, there is a black cloud coming from the west
Kathren walks up slowly up to Er Murazor, she too looks out to the devastated Eastern Forest. "Er Murazor my lord, we should go to the mountains and reside at Storm King."
Er Murazor looks at Kathren and sharply extorts his command. "No…we must stay and greet that threat!" Er Murazor looks at Kathren, "I want you to leave and go to the north, go to Lake Evendim and wait there!" Kathren is about to argue, but turns to leave and rushes up the mountainous pass to the glacial lake of Lake Evendim.
Back at Carn Dum, the east army arrives to the crippled fortress of Carn Dum, they expect to see Asron's great army, but there is no great army present. As the Witch-King looks at the pitiful east army, he then closes his eyes and focuses on Asron's armies. He curses the very land they are in, and in turn the land turns the brave men's into decaying matter, because in the armies hearts, decay is all they have left when in the service of the dark lord.
As Asron looks at his decaying army, the Witch-King makes a deal with Asron…to be freed from Asron's curse, but will serve him if Asron makes all the mortal flesh serve him.
With the fall of Asron's armies, Asron takes the advantage and employees Er Murazor and offers Er Murazor a new castle to rule the flesh. Er Murazor accepts Asron's offer and leaves his north kingdom abandoned and to reside in the new fortress.
As Er Murazor cast his last spell, he protects himself in a non-living-living form, leaves Tsiegret'lop in ghost form, renews the curse on Lake Evendim, curses the Valley of Shadow, and curses Carn Dum itself to eternal solitude till his return.
END OF CHAPTER SIX