Coup d'etat - Dol Amroth [Open to all Gondor]

[orion sandor]

It was early morning, the sun hadn't risen fully but Orion was wide awake already. He hadn't been sleeping much recently as he knew the time for action was soon, hours wasted on sleep could prove detrimental to his rebellion and cost him his life, though he very much doubted it. Only Boromir stood in his way on seizing Dol Amroth. However, Orion had the city guards on his side. He was their commander and they had sworn allegiance to him, Boromir on the other hand was ridiculed throughout Gondor because of his father, though his allegiances still remains unknown. If he stood by his father and supported Isengard, then he was sure to fall by the blade of Orion. Boromir had his loyalist however, people in higher places than Orion, but this did not deter him.

He suited up in his armour, it was the silver colour of Gondor with the Gondorian sigil on the front. He had his weapon sheathed on his left hand side, for a faster right hand draw. Orion wore no shield but he did have spear which he kept sheathed on his back but for now he carried it in his right hand. He continued his walk out of his bedroom, his house wasn't very big but only he lived there so he saw now reason for a bigger house. On the floor in the main room of the house lay a blonde girl. She was fast asleep and had a cut above her eye. The night before Orion had taken her home after a few drinks, but thats all he could remember. With his silver steel boot he gentle kicked her side until she woke, when she did she covered her breasts with her right hand as she grabbed for her top which was on the floor beside her. After she had dressed she looked at Orion from on her knees and smiled. Staring back at her, Orion spat into her face then backhanded her with his left hand. "Out." He said assertively, and quickly she hurried out the door.

Orion followed behind her after he grabbed his helmet and put it on. As he closed the door behind him, he was greeted by his two personal guards, these men were hand picked by Orion himself, he trusted them as people but he trusted their skills with sword and bow much more. Though Orion usually hated people who used bows, he would not complain if it was a bow shot that saved his life. He glanced at both guards and muttered. "Today is the day." The guards acknowledged what he had said with a nod of their head. They then moved off in separate directions to inform the rest of the city guards. After murdering the governor and Boromir, if it came to it, the guards would seal the city and begin to kill all the people opposed the new regime from within. First, however, Orion needed to meet Boromir face to face. He had sent and entourage to escort Boromir to the outskirts of town where it was quiet for a small discussion, Orion would wait for him there...

[boromir]

Dawn. And Boromir was already awake. It was the soldier in him. All those years of training had hammered the habit of waking up at the slightest ray of sun on the horizon. He has also learnt to sleep lightly and to always be alert. You need to be ready for anything and everything, Boromir, his old sword master had told him, even more so when you are asleep and when dark nights like these can bring secret daggers across your throat.

Bah. He just wished that he could spend just one morning in bed, sleeping in and just watch the sky turn from pink to purple to blue. That would be nice. But whenever he tried to he would quickly grow restless, and it was no different today. He groaned and threw the covers off and jumped out of bed. He wandered across the room, finding the wash basin and splashing the cool water over his face before pulling his breeches and chain shirt on, then, his tunic, leather doublet and boots. Finally he rounded the bed and grabbed his sword and clasped the sword belt at his waist.

He stepped out the door and made his way down the corridor, hearing his own footfalls echo emptily against the walls. He'll have to meet with his captains today. Their outriders have returned the night before, and said that they have brought news. He told them that it can wait for the morning and for a meeting to convene. They did not protest against it, so Boromir knew that the news was not urgent. A good sign.

Then, his footsteps were not the only ones that echoed against the stone hallway.

" Sir,"

Boromir frowned at the two city guards, they had fully armoured and the one who spoke to him removed his helm, " We are to escort you, my lord," he said, a brief twitch of his lips signifying a smile.

" To where, and why?" Boromir asked, annoyed, continuing his walk to the dining hall.

" The the outskirts of the city," The guard answered, " Guard Captain Orion Sandor has asked you to meet him there. He says that it was important,"

" Then, tell him to meet with me, if it is so important," He answered. Really, what was Orion thinking, summoning him? And to make things worse, it was barely past dawn, " Or tell him to wait for me to break my fast,"

" Sir, with all due respect, he said that it was important that you come now,"

" Why? And why the city outskirts?" Something in Boromir's mind is disturbed by this. He never liked the man. This Orion. He was a good fighter, Captain of Dol Amroth's city guards, and he respected him enough for that fact, but there was something that gleamed in his eyes that told Boromir that he was not to be trusted. Something in the way he spoke that made him uneasy.

" He told us that it is a secret, and he does not wish to be overheard,"

Boromir raised a brow, his frown deepening. A secret? What is Orion playing at? And why would he entrust him with a secret? He stopped and turned to the two guards, eyeing them for a moment, " So be it. Lead the way,"