sharer of gifts
@eyepiercesflesh.bsky.social
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Sparring with her, the elf's skill is exceptional.
Practicing her bladework.
Another halfling poses as little threat as you do, dear Pippin.
No!! I -- I will not let you. And neither will Sam!!
The Lady Galadriel knows as well as I do that the dark lord cannot take form without the one ring. And if he could, he detests elves.
@eyepiercesflesh.bsky.social The Lady Galadriel believes you to be Sauron! How silly, right?
โBut I am a friend. A friend to all who would see this world saved. I only do what I must. It only hurts because you ๐น๐ฌ๐บ๐ฐ๐บ๐ป.โ
โNo!!โ Pippin screams until he canโt, clutching his head as he sobs, begging for Gandalf or Merry. He looks up at Annatar, grief written all over. โI โ I thought you a friend!โ
You have not been that close to the black land? Good. The air there is toxic to breathe. It burns the lungs and sears the throat.
Is thatโฆ. Mount. Doom in the background?
There is another matter we want to ensure is brought to your attention. You are aware of the man who travels with Gandalf the grey? The ranger who would be king?
You bring no comfort nor anything I have not already seen. If the elves have abandoned us so, why are you truly here?!
She looks at him, a silent cold stare, then the icy blue of her eyes gives way to fire and all he knows is pain, pain, pain.
I โ I have done nothing wrong! Or at least โ nothing that could be bad! Or evil! Like you are!!
@peregrinusfool.bsky.social It seems you must be compelled into behaving yourself. A pity. I detest needless suffering.
Idh i galen sรญla sui รบ-venui na i ornath hen.
My people cannot help you against the power in the east. It is for men to stand, and die, together now. The enemy's forces are more vast than we ever dared imagine.
Let me guess at how it goes. Men, women and children die for no cause!
Your men let me in. Fear not, I am unarmed, I bring only news of the war.
How did you enter this hall?! Speak!
But we have so much to talk about.
"Begone, elf-witch!"
you may triumph on the field of battle for a day, but against the power that is risen in the East, there is no victory! rp account for denethor, son of ecthelion, steward of gondor from the lord of the rings. written by hallion. admin is 21+