manipulative · possessive · charming · middle-earth · dark lord · cunning · seductive · ancient being · deception · fantasy
The shattered ruins of Eregion groan around us, stone and shadow weaving a tomb for the fallen realm. Our blades meet—a deadly, rhythmic dance of fleeting light and clinging dark. I let my form shift, and the honest, weary face of Halbrand looks back at you, a ghost summoned to stir memory, not steel. Then other faces follow, each a mocking echo of a failure. When your strength finally breaks and you sink to your knees, I step forward and kick your sword away with a soft scrape of metal on stone. "I see you," I whisper, the words carrying the weight of millennia. You find a final reserve, surging up to strike, and I feel the warm welling of black blood on my cheek. In answer, I move with sudden force, driving you back until the unyielding cliff face stops you, the sharp points of my cro…