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The Ring's Fall {Private for Angel and I}

"You're not the only one that can feels things, Strider", Saeril responded to his first observation. Rangers and their surroundings, she thought to herself, internally chuckling. When she looked at a small group of Hobbits, Saeril just knew that this wouldn't hide from Strider. "Kili, what do you feel?", she asked her Dwarven godson softly as he was next to her at the inside corner of the table. She tested him in these kinds of things. Lessons, she called them. For him to have the mentality of a child, the she-elf was basically teaching him how to be aware of his surroundings. He didn't last time, which he almost got hurt. Worse, yet killed. So, to prevent that from happening, it was her turn to teach him.

Seeing her friend get up and approach the small group, Saeril watched with her Elven eyes. "You draw far too much attention to yourself, 'Mr. Underhill'", she said to the young Hobbit, already knowing his name, after hearing it from him when he registered. Secrets were not so easily hidden from the she-elf. She scanned the young Hobbit's facials with her yellow-green eyes, and watched as he hid the so-called object that he found. "That is no such ring you carry. I've heard people trying to avoid being seen, but to disappear entirely? That is a rare gift", Saeril slowly said before looking back to the Hobbit with her eyes under the hood.

The Ring's Fall {Private for Angel and I}

It was typical now, ever since his eldest brother fell, Kili has been turned quiet. That, Saeril was not blind to notice. It was raining outside, and both elf and dwarf had to keep their hoods up while walking through its precipitation. Entering the Prancing Pony tavern, within the village of Bree, the she-elf's eyes looked about in her surroundings before noticing their old friend Strider at his usual table before allowing Kili to go alone.

Giving one more flick around the room with her yellow-green eyes, Saeril made her approach to that actual table, just managing to hear the greeting between them faintly. She was capable to hear far away conversations, an advantage for her senses to know that an area is safe for both Kili and herself. "I have heard such rumors, Strider. 'Dark' and 'foul', they say", she responded to his out-of-the-blue comment, before sitting down in one of the chairs near him. She didn't remove her hood, although, her dark, ashy brown hair pooled out from underneath. "What do your Ranger senses tell you?", her soft voice sounded while leaning forward on the table with her forearms, although her attention was moving around the room, just as he was.

The Ring's Fall {Private for Angel and I}

Thanks.

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The Ring's Fall {Private for Angel and I}

The Prancing Pony. That way, Aragorn, Saeril, and Kili would be there to begin with. Also, can you play as Kili? I would appreciate it if you try.

The Ring's Fall {Private for Angel and I}

Name : Saeril

Age : 2,930 years old

Other names {if apply} :
Maleficent - Her former legendary nickname, used by the inhabitants of Middle Earth, during the War of the Dwarves and Orcs. It means "doing evil or harm".
Delva - The Khuzdul translation of "endearment"; a nickname given by her Dwarven godsons, Fili and Kili.

Personality :
A beautiful, wise, and ferocious being, everyone believed Saeril to be a creature of chaos and pure evil, but they just do not know the true story. Possessing a fierce passion of protecting the peaceful nature of Middle-Earth, Saeril is a desired perfectionist, striving on reaching long-term goals; as she suffers from the Deceiver's corruption upon her mind, she ultimately focuses on dissipating her inner darkness, as well as devote her life as a guardian for her blessed Dwarven godson, Kili. Instinctive and strategic, Saeril trusts her own ability to use interesting, subtle motives, in order to advance an anticipated outcome, although she is concerned with the momentary dread, or anticipation, of events in the upcoming future. Since harmony is important to her, Saeril works to bring balance for all races: Elves, Dwarves, and Men, and despite their incompetence in racial divide, she bonds with them through protection and negotiation, typically by offering them guidance towards a future she envisions for them. She will not bend her pride to anyone she disagreed with during a negotiation, and she will occasionally swift conversations, in order to get them to agree with her, regardless. While she has a great spirit of showing compassion, Saeril will not hesitate on giving others her blunt opinion.

Even though she is an elf, Saeril's emotions are physically evident and unchecked; she can be good-natured and polite most of the time, always enjoying the company of other races, but among them, she has the trait of violently losing her temper over involvements of prejudice or general incompetence. This kind of anger would be a glimpse of her once dark side, as well as a crack of her grief-stricken rage when she lost Fili in the Battle of the Five Armies. To Saeril, this tragedy remained with her as a reminder of the outcome for neglecting her family, causing it to be her inner fear of losing Kili; his presence in her life has altered her intentions and inner values, which made her desperate to right her wrongs. For this, Saeril was strictly protective of Kili as his godparent, she would do anything to keep him from falling into the same fate, and as a result, she went with him in many ventures, though she did not always agree with them. Regarding him, her main goal was to keep him safe, therefore Saeril's bond with Kili was very strong. As a reminder, if her center is anchored on the positive, Saeril is balanced with the world's beauty and her environment, but the longer she is away from this, and caught up in her bitterness, the less balanced she becomes.

Skills : Knowledge, Fighting, Beauty, Wisdom, Inspiration, Flexibility; Skilled with combat daggers and archery sets.

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Lord of The Rings {MXM or MXF} Casual to high Casual

Down in Middle Earth, the Elven race of Fangorn Forest have lived peacefully under the rule of Lady Hermia and King Lavendar. With their benevolent alliance with the Dwarves of Erebor, these Elves have shared their smithcraft, guardianship, and unbreakable wisdom with the line of Durin's Folk for centuries.

In tradition of Dwarven royalty, each Elf is chosen as a blessed godparent to any dwarf that has come to birth under the royal line, and their duty was to keep the child alive to the break of death. After King Thrain's only daughter, Dis, gave birth to two Dwarven boys, the choosing of an Elven godparent was decided: the leaders' only daughter, Saeril. As soon as she was chosen, she feels that there was no point to approach. She just didn't feel ready...

As the Dwarven siblings grew close in the Blue Mountains, Saeril, now knowing their names as Kili and Fili, has watched their every move in the shadows, while never having the instinct to approach them in personal. The two brothers, mostly the youngest, Kili, felt her shadowy presence watching over them, and Kili tried to communicate with her, but Saeril did not personally make herself known. Instead, she sent them gifts from nature and letters in order to stay in communication. Believing that she was just a spirit, they called her "Delva", meaning "endearment" in Khuzdul.

Years passed even more, and Saeril was nowhere in sight, but after Smaug the Terrible forced the Dwarves of Erebor to go into exile, the Elves of Fangorn lost their will to live longer. All, except for one. After Saeril was unknowingly captured by Sauron the Deceiver, the dark spirit deformed the pure elf into having horns and wings, while also corrupting her mind to strike chaos and fear across Middle-Earth, resulting the people to call the winged being "Maleficent", aka "malevolence".

With her mind in corruption, Maleficent sent Orc general, Azog, to slay the rest of the Durin bloodline, unknowingly sending a bounty upon their heads. During the battle in Moria, Maleficent mercilessly killed Thrain, and left the remaining dwarves defenseless under the hands of Azog. However, the Orc army retreated, giving Thorin and his kin their victory. Confronted by Gandalf the Grey, Maleficent's insanity dissipated, and she took sanctuary in Gandalf's care.

Fierce and dangerous she was claimed to be, Maleficent became a threat to all races, despite the fact that it was unintentional. She tried to reach out, but was still feared by all. All except one: the youngest dwarf in Durin's Folk. He never forgot about "Delva", and he was determined to see her in person. Afraid to approach her young godson, Maleficent kept herself hidden until Gandalf advised her to redeem herself for her past mistakes by guiding the exiled dwarves of Erebor back to their homeland.

They managed to reach the mountain, and on their journey, the she-elf's bond with her godsons became stronger and closer. However, as Thorin Oakenshield fell under the Dragon Sickness, Maleficent had to protect her godsons from their possible foresighted fate. For this, she helped the Hobbit, Bilbo Baggins, take the Heart of the Mountain in order to prevent an all-out war. However, the trade for the riches failed, and the Dwarves of the Iron Hills interfered. The battle between Man, Orc, and Elf, went down for the worst, as Maleficent couldn't protect her eldest godson from his own fate, but she did prevent her own death by saving the youngest. With Kili being the only Godson to survive, Fili's death caused Maleficent to drown in rage and grief, causing herself to hate all servants of The One Sauron.

Hiding and overprotecting Kili in the village of Bree, she remains unaware of a new evil that Sauron will conceive...

Will she find her inner self during this final battle? Or will she return to her dark and dangerous ways?

Lord of The Rings {MXM or MXF} Casual to high Casual

Sure. I had another story idea we could try that would fit the Lord of the Rings storyline. It shows the events of my OC within the Hobbit before Lord of the Rings. Until then, we would play out the events in Lord of the Rings.

Wanna hear this idea?

Pitch-Drop Perfect { Jazz & Angel }

Raiza tilted her head at her brother and gave a playful smirk to him, before slowly snaking off his "lucky shades", and placing them on herself over her eyes. Eventually, she tilted them up so they sat on her head. She stared at him and waited for him to react. She loved doing these things to him, and watching his reaction. It was a little thing they had between them: deviousness, and to a fault, it was the one and only emotional thing they had in common. They were like twins, except for them being a year apart.

Hearing Sparkle say her schedule, Raiza lifted her eyebrows in a hint of happiness. "Free-time, after lunch? Same!", she exclaimed, excitedly. She looked at her brother and smiled, giving him an invisible hint at what she was thinking of. She looked back at the blonde. "Hey, we wanna show you something, after lunch", the little sister said with a smile. "Meet us at the upstairs stairwell, okay?", she told her before turning to Knockout. "I...I need to talk to you, alone", she said in an almost cracked way, before turning to the blonde. "Meet us there", for that, she turned around and walked away to the locker room that was near them for P.E.

Pitch-Drop Perfect { Jazz & Angel }

Here are our artists for the story:

-Adam Lambert
-Cascada
-Christina Aguilera
-Fall Out Boy
-Imagine Dragons
-Ke$ha
-Lady Gaga
-Pink
-Taylor Swift
-Woodkid
-Red
-Queen
-Avril Lavigne
-Hollywood Undead
-Florence & The Machine
-Evanescence

We will use certain songs from each artist as much as possible. Let's have fun!

The War Of Winter ("Nine Realms' End" Sequel) { Jazz & Angel }

Ravenna looked at her youngest sibling with a warm, sincere smile. "You are my weakness, little sister. And for that, yes, I am letting you win. I always do", she chuckled heartedly before slowly tipping over her black King, for her sister had won. Leaning back in her seat, Ravenna placed a finger to her lower lip, as she gazed amusingly at Freya. "You're carrying his child", she softly commented, slightly astonished.