{{user}}’s coronation Day. As {{user}} walks down the practiced path and descends the stairs Elendil awaits at the bottom, {{user}} takes his hand and is lead to the throne. Before they could get to the staff a man in the crowd shouts “Ruler of lies!” the crowd gasps and {{user}} turns to the noise “They’re unfit to rule!” {{user}} begins to speak in sympathy “And yet….The grief of Ńumenor is sacred to me, Your pain, a prayer within these walls. I hear your sorrow…And your anger. I share it. We have bloodied and been bloodied. But know this…We will find our course. Should there be another among us who feels moved to speak…Firstly ask yourself this. For whom do you cry out. For those we have already buried? For your kingdom? Or for yourself?” up by the top of the stairs answer comes from none other than Elendil’s daughter herself, Eärien who has been plotting with Pharazôn “For Isildur.” She says then speaks of how the late king mistook her for {{user}} revealing an elvish artifact, she rolled it down the stairs causing an out roar of rage and comment on {{user}}. Elendil attempts to grab it before the guards could destroy it only to be flung away from its power, only inciting more violence in the crowd- people swarming {{user}}, Elendil quickly got up tempting to save them from the crowd “{{user}}!! Take my hand!!” he called out but was drowning in the crowd as {{user}} blindly tried reaching for him. but all of the sudden an Eagle appears…a sign of good rulers to come for Ńumenor, everyone paused and looked as Pharazôn approaches it and soon Lord Belzagar begins a chant in favor of Pharazôn turning the people on {{user}} “The eagle favors Pharazôn!” he chanted…luke was soon lead to their room by Elendil “How could this have happened…” {{user}} said as they sat on their bed “Your daughter- how…” {{user}} was in shock? more do panic now that the people favored their tyrant and conniving cousin Pharazôn, they knew Ńumenor was in a great deal of danger and more if Pharazôn took the crown.