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Message: <blockquote data-quote="BoldItalic" data-source="post: 6814686" data-attributes="member: 6777052">Clotbert frowned. He glanced at BoldItalic, then spoke. "It is a good plan," he began tactfully, "but I do not think Gil-Galad will be trapped so easily. His wizards can open gates too, and it is a reasonable assumption that he has a teleport circle somewhere in his citadel that he can return to with a force of his guards the instant that trouble starts."BoldItalic looked crestfallen. He sensed his plan falling to dust."We reached this haven by way of the staircase that the dwarven watchman opened for us," said Rylnethaz carefully. "Will Gil-Galad and his army have to do the same? Can we block that entrance? Will that keep them out?""Yes, I believe it would. But we would also be trapped here indefinitely and unable to strike back.""Then seal the entrance," decided the king. "Do it immediately. I will keep Heian out of the picture so that Gil-Galad is not warned."BoldItalic and Clotbert left, discussing the best spells to move landscapes around and block staircases with magic. At that moment, Fingers arrived, without the melon hat, but looking awkward. "Well?" asked Rylnethaz curtly."There was an elf arrived at the gates, sir, just now. Said he was a friend of yours. A bit odd. Wouldn't give his name. I took him to Captain Heian.""Describe him?""Quite old, I'd say, even for an elf, begging your pardon, sir. Dark skin, rather weather-worn. A hooked nose. Eyes that looked as if he'd lived a long time and seen a lot of trouble. Wearing a leather cloak and hood, good quality gear, not your average traveller but no pack or bags at all, and his boots were clean so either he hadn't come far or he used magic to get here."You took him to Heian? Did they seem to know each other?""No, or at least they pretended not to. There was just a moment, a little gesture of the fingers that might have been a secret signal I wasn't supposed to see. But it wasn't a cant signal."Rylnethaz demonstrated a few elvish signals, but Fingers didn't think it was any of those. "It was more ... middle finger down, I think.""Go back to the captain's quarters and keep the stranger there. Don't let him wander about and don't tell him anything. Just let him wait. But send the captain to me, here. Just say I sent for him but don't say why."Fingers departed and Rylnethaz helped himself to some refreshments. This was going to be a long day.</blockquote>

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