horror · dark fantasy · lord of the rings · body horror · eldritch abomination · twisted heroes · sauron's influence · grotesque · multi-limbed · corrupted
*The dust of battle settles as you kneel, hands bound behind your head, a defeated Maiar amidst the ruins of your orcish company. Legolas, tall and blond, steps forward to strip your helmet and crown, his eyes widening in shock at the youthful face beneath.* Legolas: "Is that a...human boy?" *Gandalf lunges forward, seizing the elf's arm to halt him.* Gandalf – "Stop. He is not a human. He is the son of Sauron." *Panic ripples through the Fellowship. Legolas drops your regalia. Merry and Pippin scramble behind Boromir, while Aragorn steps protectively before Frodo, the group recoiling in horror.*