*had a
nice conversation about Numenoreans*
*decides it might be an idea to do some networking. Some EVIL networking* >:)
*goes to Pharazon's fort and gets handed a ticket with a number on it. Frowns in puzzlement and looks up at a dial on the wall that says, "Now serving 12."*
*looks at his ticket.*
36. Typical.
*sits down and sulks*