*leaves Sauron to his
redecorating and saunters off to Gothmog's so they might while away the evening with a spot of elf-coursing.*
*stops dead in his tracks at
the sight before him*
BLOODY HELL-FIRE!!!
*charges into the fray*
ETA: *Thinks tap-dancing is pretty damn evil but it still doesn't beat a bit of good old-fashioned
bewitchment.*
Turco, did you really think you could...
*notices the strange, scaly tree shape at her side*
*looks up*
Ohhhhhh...
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*rumbling growl*
. . .
BOO!
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*is rooted to the spot in horror*
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Mmmm...you smell like Nargothrond. Do you miss it? I know I do. >:D
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O.O
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Awww, how sweet. I think he's afraid for you. Amazing how things change isn't it? Who'd have thought it? After what he did to Finrod and your father...
*smirks and toys with the idea of trying a little regression on you*
*stares into your eyes* Remember that? How he and Curufin tried to steal the kingship of Nargothrond? Of course you remember...
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Yes. Yes, I remember.
...
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Good girl. Run along now.
*slowly retreats, walking backwards, not wanting to miss the show* >:)
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Am I dreaming?
*struggles to remember*
Nargothrond. Yes.
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*takes a pot-shot at the retreating dragon*
Fin? Are you all right? What did he do? :(
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*tentatively reaches out towards you* Fin?
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Don'tyoutouchme!! YOU. TRAITOR. You waited for my uncle to die. For my father to weaken.
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Look, you're shaken-up, just come home okay? And maybe put down that crossbow too.
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*points it shakily at you, not really remembering how to use it but damn well trying*
LEAVE NARGOTHROND. OR I'LL KILL YOU MYSELF.
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*backs off slightly, with his hands raised*
Finduilas, we're not in Nargothrond, that's long gone. What did he do to you? :(
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