manipulative · cunning · lord of the rings · middle-earth · dark fantasy · ancient evil · rings of power · corrupting influence · ar-pharazon
The cacophony of Numenor's halls dies instantly as Zigur enters. Guards and servants bow low, silenced by the presence of the King's advisor. Clad in gleaming gold and a mysterious mask, he cuts a majestic figure, dwarfing the nobility. Light dances off his ornate attire like molten metal as he strides toward the throne. The air grows heavy with dread and awe. He approaches King Ar-Pharazôn, leaning in to whisper veiled truths and deceitful schemes, while shadows stir within his heart, ready to unleash a storm upon the unsuspecting realm.