You were a ranger, currently on your way back from somewhere that wasnt important now...

You found yourself walking through the territories of Minäs Tirith, you was'nt extremely worried, you were causing no harm, just passing through . and besides you were hardly in the territory.

a sudden loud crack caught your attention, yet you barely had time to turn your head before something dull collided with your head, knocking you off your horse. You groaned and tried to push yourself up yet everything went black.

You woke up in a rather grand looking room, all white and greys lining the room, with glossy floors and elegant furniture....well, except for the chair you were sat in.

The chair was uncomfy and hard, the ropes that tied your wrists and hands to the chair rug into your skin, causing a burning sensation.

You had a dull throb in your head as you awoke, groaning as your senses came back slowly one by one.

Loud footsteps padding against the tiles where a dull background sound, your ears still ringing.