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Geek | Gamer | ISFP (The Adventurer) | Music-Lover | Daydreamer | Writer Taurus | 28 | Female (Tomboy) | She/Her | Bisexual | EST
Name: Bre.
Aliases: Angel, Elle ("L"), Panda, Kinoko, Princess, KiKi, or Rae.
Birthday: May 15.
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Ancestry: English, Irish, Polish, German, and South-West African.
Relationship Status: Taken (5 Years of Happiness)
Sources of Writing: Apple Notebook, Windows 11 Personal Desktop, and iPhone 11.
Programs Used for Writing: Google Docs and Apple Notes.
Years of Experience: 13.
RP Level: All. It varies on health/mental state, knowledge, and time.
Commitment/Dedication Level: Very High.
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Educ: Diploma + Bachelor's (Computer Info Systems in Web & Digital Media) - possibly Associate's (Arts in English). Might take community courses!
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Several years later, during the Third Age, within the Shire...
An elderly Hobbit named Bilbo Baggins, was at peace, living comfortably within the spring-like realm of his surroundings. No threats. No restrictions. Just...living freely.
My Dear Frodo,
You asked me once, if I had told you everything there was to know about my Adventures. And whilst, I can honestly say. I have told you the truth...I may not have told you, all of it. I am old now, Frodo. I am not the same Hobbit, I once was. I think, it is time for you know...what really happened.
It began in a land, far away to the East. One you will not find in the world of today....
The dwarves had been caught completely off guard by the attack of the dragon. They had been safe and secure in their stronghold in Erebor for so many years, they had almost become disillusioned with the rest of the world, thinking they were almost untouchable. But even with all their warriors and weapons, they could not stand against the might of a Firedrake of the North. Smaug decimated any attack they tried to put forth to protect their homeland, and the King's treasure horde.
Seeing that it was hopeless to keep fighting, and only lose more lives, Thorin, the young dwarf prince, pulled his grandfather Thror to safety before he could dive into the swirling mass of treasure after the Arkenstone which he had lost grip on, and called the retreat. As all of the Dwarven people of the Lonely Mountain were driven from the homeland by the deadly Firedrake, a winged feminine figure was elegantly crouched atop the mountain, watching the disaster before her.
The ember of the fire reflected from her luminous yellow-green eyes, giving off a reflective, glowing effect on them, while her sharp, metal finger-cuffs dug into the rock below her. The Raven-black catsuit she wore, with a few feathers being embedded into the material, matched with the horned headdress, made her represent pure evil. She wasn't phased when she watched the destruction before her with a cold-eyed gaze.
Robbed of their homeland, the dwarves of Erebor wandered the wilderness; a once mighty people brought low.
Spreading her huge feathered wings, the feminine being took flight, away from the mountain.
The young dwarf prince took work where he could find it, laboring in the villages of men. But always, he remembered the mountain smoke beneath the moon, the trees like torches blazing bright, where he had seen dragon fire in the sky, and a city turn to ash. And he never forgave, and he never forgot.
As the elderly Hobbit sat, and wrote everything down into a leather bound book, so his dear nephew Frodo would know of his tales and achievements. Those years ago, was an adventure that was, what you could say, quite unexpected. On that day...it all began with the awkward visit from the wizard Gandalf the Grey.
An elderly Hobbit named Bilbo Baggins, was at peace, living comfortably within the spring-like realm of his surroundings. No threats. No restrictions. Just...living freely.
My Dear Frodo,
You asked me once, if I had told you everything there was to know about my Adventures. And whilst, I can honestly say. I have told you the truth...I may not have told you, all of it. I am old now, Frodo. I am not the same Hobbit, I once was. I think, it is time for you know...what really happened.
It began in a land, far away to the East. One you will not find in the world of today....
The dwarves had been caught completely off guard by the attack of the dragon. They had been safe and secure in their stronghold in Erebor for so many years, they had almost become disillusioned with the rest of the world, thinking they were almost untouchable. But even with all their warriors and weapons, they could not stand against the might of a Firedrake of the North. Smaug decimated any attack they tried to put forth to protect their homeland, and the King's treasure horde.
Seeing that it was hopeless to keep fighting, and only lose more lives, Thorin, the young dwarf prince, pulled his grandfather Thror to safety before he could dive into the swirling mass of treasure after the Arkenstone which he had lost grip on, and called the retreat. As all of the Dwarven people of the Lonely Mountain were driven from the homeland by the deadly Firedrake, a winged feminine figure was elegantly crouched atop the mountain, watching the disaster before her.
The ember of the fire reflected from her luminous yellow-green eyes, giving off a reflective, glowing effect on them, while her sharp, metal finger-cuffs dug into the rock below her. The Raven-black catsuit she wore, with a few feathers being embedded into the material, matched with the horned headdress, made her represent pure evil. She wasn't phased when she watched the destruction before her with a cold-eyed gaze.
Robbed of their homeland, the dwarves of Erebor wandered the wilderness; a once mighty people brought low.
Spreading her huge feathered wings, the feminine being took flight, away from the mountain.
The young dwarf prince took work where he could find it, laboring in the villages of men. But always, he remembered the mountain smoke beneath the moon, the trees like torches blazing bright, where he had seen dragon fire in the sky, and a city turn to ash. And he never forgave, and he never forgot.
As the elderly Hobbit sat, and wrote everything down into a leather bound book, so his dear nephew Frodo would know of his tales and achievements. Those years ago, was an adventure that was, what you could say, quite unexpected. On that day...it all began with the awkward visit from the wizard Gandalf the Grey.
I amar prestar aen, han mathon ne nen, han mathon ne chae a han noston ned 'wilith
('The world is changed; I can feel it in the water, I can feel it in the earth, I can smell it in the air.')
Once that much was, is lost. For none now live, who remember it. It began with forging of the great rings; Three were given to the elves. Immortal. Wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf Lords. Miners and Craftsman of the Mountain Halls. Nine...And Nine rings were gifted to the race of men. Who above all else, desire power.
For within each ring, was the power to will and govern each race. But they were all deceived...for another ring was made.
In the land of Mordor; in the fires of Mount-Doom. The Dark-lord Sauron, forged in secret. A master Ring; To control all others.
And into this ring, he poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life. One ring to rule them all! One by one, free-lands of Middle-Earth, fell to the power of the ring.
But there were some, that resisted. A last alliance of elves and men, marched against the army of Mordor.
And on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth.
Victory was near. But the power of the ring, could not be un-done.
It was in this moment; when all hope had faded. That Isildur, Son of the King. Took up his father's sword......Sauron, the enemy of the freepeople's of Middle-Earth was defeated.
The ring passed down to Isildur, who had this once chance. To destroy evil forever.
But the hearts of men, are easily corrupted. And the ring of power; has a will of it's own. It betrayed Isildur....to his death.
And some things, that should have not been forgotten. Were lost. History became Legend, Legend became Myth.
And for Two and Half Thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge. Until; when chance came. It ensnared a new bearer.
The ring, came to the creature Gollum. Whom took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains.
And there; it consumed him. The ring, brought to Gollum; unnatural long life. For five hundred years, it poisoned his mind.
And in the gloom of Gollum's cave...it waited.
Darkness crept back into the forest of the World; Rumor grew of a Shadow, in the east. Whispers of a name-less fear. And the ring of power perceived.
('The world is changed; I can feel it in the water, I can feel it in the earth, I can smell it in the air.')
Once that much was, is lost. For none now live, who remember it. It began with forging of the great rings; Three were given to the elves. Immortal. Wisest and fairest of all beings. Seven to the Dwarf Lords. Miners and Craftsman of the Mountain Halls. Nine...And Nine rings were gifted to the race of men. Who above all else, desire power.
For within each ring, was the power to will and govern each race. But they were all deceived...for another ring was made.
In the land of Mordor; in the fires of Mount-Doom. The Dark-lord Sauron, forged in secret. A master Ring; To control all others.
And into this ring, he poured his cruelty, his malice, and his will to dominate all life. One ring to rule them all! One by one, free-lands of Middle-Earth, fell to the power of the ring.
But there were some, that resisted. A last alliance of elves and men, marched against the army of Mordor.
And on the slopes of Mount Doom, they fought for the freedom of Middle-Earth.
Victory was near. But the power of the ring, could not be un-done.
It was in this moment; when all hope had faded. That Isildur, Son of the King. Took up his father's sword......Sauron, the enemy of the freepeople's of Middle-Earth was defeated.
The ring passed down to Isildur, who had this once chance. To destroy evil forever.
But the hearts of men, are easily corrupted. And the ring of power; has a will of it's own. It betrayed Isildur....to his death.
And some things, that should have not been forgotten. Were lost. History became Legend, Legend became Myth.
And for Two and Half Thousand years, the ring passed out of all knowledge. Until; when chance came. It ensnared a new bearer.
The ring, came to the creature Gollum. Whom took it deep into the tunnels of the Misty Mountains.
And there; it consumed him. The ring, brought to Gollum; unnatural long life. For five hundred years, it poisoned his mind.
And in the gloom of Gollum's cave...it waited.
Darkness crept back into the forest of the World; Rumor grew of a Shadow, in the east. Whispers of a name-less fear. And the ring of power perceived.
BASIC
Full Name: Saeril Hermiaen
Goes By (Nicknames): The Winged She-Elf; Maleficent (alter-ego); She-Devil, Devil's Incarnate (by Thorin); Delva, God-Mother (by Fili & Kili).
Titles: First Commander of Isengard (as Maleficent); Lady of Ambaróna/"Fangorn"; Guardian of Durin's Folk.
Age: 5,739 (Looks 37-38)
Gender: Female
Race: Elven Hybrid (Sindarin and Noldor Bloodlines)
Other Bloodlines: Silvan and Teleri (Through her grandfather's relatives)
20/20 Elvish (9/10 Sindarin, 8/10 Noldor, 2/10 Silvan, 1/10 Teleri)
APPEARANCE
Portrayed By: Angelina Jolie
Hair Color: Dark, Ashy-Brown
Eye Color: Yellow-Green (Boldly-luminous when furious/angry)
Skin Tone: Creamy
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 119 lbs
Body Build: Slim
PERSONALITY
OVERALL PERSONALITY
Likes: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Hobbits, Ents, Happiness, Animals, Peace, Music, Plant-Life, Training, Flying/Sightseeing, Yearly Seasons, Her Friends/Family.
Dislikes: Death, War, Chaos, Greed, Spiders, Maleficent, Orcs, Sorrow.
Strengths: Fighting/Combat, Flight, Knowledge, Wisdom, Harsh Temperature Resistance, Protective/Affectionate Nature, Keen Senses, Agility.
Other Skills: Wallcrawling, Banshee Scream, Enhanced Strength, Telepathy.
Weaknesses: Stubbornness, Loneliness, Anger, Vindictiveness, Split Personality.
Fears: Sauron, Losing Her Family.
Elegant | Unpredictable | Capable | Headstrong | Mysterious | Maternal | Observant | Intelligent
Everyone believed Saeril as a creature of chaos and pure evil, but they just do not know the true backstory. In reality, she’s actually a good-hearted, nurturing individual, who highly values the peaceful natures of Middle-Earth, whilst having the passion to support and protect its various realms and inhabitants. Born during the First Age, Saeril is the last of the legendary Elves, who've lived in Fangorn Forest. A very intelligent, strong-willed, loyal-to-the-bone perfectionist, Saeril stays true to her word, and focuses on finding the best intentions for others, to the point of making great judgment calls, as much as willingly risking her life, in the process.
From the despair of her devastating past, following the Deceiver's corruption upon her mind, Saeril is truly hurt and very lonely inside, having to be caused by the guilt and horror of her cruel and malicious deeds, as well as the amount of pain and trauma she had to endure. After several months, she was eventually rescued by Gandalf the Grey, left being "more Orc than Elf", while her other alter-ego "Maleficent", a psychopathic representation of her corruption, still lingers within her mind.
The ultimate goal was to redeem and dissipate this inner darkness from within, but she never anticipated it to be a challenge when she rekindled herself with her Dwarven godsons Fili and Kili, whilst having to closely bond with a young she-elf named Laurina, whom she had grown to love and deeply care for, as if she were her own daughter. Determined to protect both her and the Sons of Durin, Saeril will become extremely aggressive and violent, whenever someone threatens, or has inflicted any sort of harm to them; as this contrasts her more-gentle nature, she will be blunt and gladly let the offenders know the price. Since after witnessing the death of Fili, she's more than willing in going to great lengths, if it means to prevent Kili and Laurina from falling under the same fate.
Both as "Maleficent" and herself, Saeril is a ruthless, immensely-formidable warrior in her own right; despite withholding a certain elegance, she's truly a very deadly foe for anyone who'd dare challenge her personally. A vast majority of her strength comes from the dark enchantment Sauron had placed upon her while she was his former chief of the Isengard legion; she possesses a number of harpy-like abilities that allows her to stand her own, and overwhelm the most skilled of individuals. She also shows herself to have great telepathic power; either taught or naturally inherited from her parents and/or ancestors, she can read minds, conjure visions through physical touch, and receive thoughts from a certain distance.
Saeril will not hesitate to comfort, guide, or advise others when they seem to need it. Proud, proper, and almost-completely fearless, she will never bow to anyone she disagrees with. Evident by her relationship with Thorin Oakenshield, it's complicated when it comes to terms of the trust; she betrayed him (as he claimed) by "stealing" the starlight jewels from his treasure hoard for King Thranduil. Although she was claimed as not "trusting", Saeril openly showed that she cared a great deal for him, saving his life multiple times on different occasions.
BACKGROUND
Place of Birth: Fangorn Forest (Also known as Ambaróna).
Family:
- Kili Durin (Godson; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Fili Durin (Godson; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Dis Durin (Co-parent; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Vili Durin (Co-parent; Deceased) (Dwarf)
- Hermia (Mother; Deceased) (Noldor Elf)
- Lysander (Father; Deceased) (Sindarin Elf)
- Ulla (Aunt; Deceased) (Sindarin Elf)
- Kinloch (Uncle; Deceased) (Sindarin Elf)
- Kriva (Grandmother; Deceased) (Noldor Elf)
- Disgla (Grandfather; Deceased) (Elven Hybrid; Silvan/Teleri)
- Fidnai (Great-Grandmother; Deceased) (Teleri Elf)
- Sahov (Great-Grandfather; Deceased) (Silvan Elf)
Other Relations:
- Gandalf the Grey/White (Mentor/Friend; Alive) (Maiar)
- Thorin Oakenshield (Friend; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Aragorn II Elessar (Friend; Alive) (Man)
- Lord Elrond (Acquaintance; Alive) (Half-Elf)
- Tauriel (Acquaintance; Alive) (Silvan Elf)
- Haldir (Acquaintance; Alive) (Silvan Elf)
- Gimli (Acquaintance; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Thranduil Greenleaf (Acquaintance/Friend; Alive) (Sindarin Elf)
- Legolas Greenleaf (Acquaintance/Friend; Alive) (Sindarin Elf)
- Laurina Undomiel (Friend/Daughter-Figure; Alive) (Elven Hybrid; Mortal/Sindarin/Noldor)
- Bilbo Baggins, Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Peregrine Took, and Meriadoc Brandybuck (Acquaintances/Friends; Alive) (Hobbits)
- Azog the Defiler & Bolg (Enemies; Alive) (Gundabad Orcs)
Full Name: Saeril Hermiaen
Goes By (Nicknames): The Winged She-Elf; Maleficent (alter-ego); She-Devil, Devil's Incarnate (by Thorin); Delva, God-Mother (by Fili & Kili).
Titles: First Commander of Isengard (as Maleficent); Lady of Ambaróna/"Fangorn"; Guardian of Durin's Folk.
Age: 5,739 (Looks 37-38)
Gender: Female
Race: Elven Hybrid (Sindarin and Noldor Bloodlines)
Other Bloodlines: Silvan and Teleri (Through her grandfather's relatives)
20/20 Elvish (9/10 Sindarin, 8/10 Noldor, 2/10 Silvan, 1/10 Teleri)
APPEARANCE
Portrayed By: Angelina Jolie
Hair Color: Dark, Ashy-Brown
Eye Color: Yellow-Green (Boldly-luminous when furious/angry)
Skin Tone: Creamy
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 119 lbs
Body Build: Slim
PERSONALITY
Likes: Humans, Elves, Dwarves, Hobbits, Ents, Happiness, Animals, Peace, Music, Plant-Life, Training, Flying/Sightseeing, Yearly Seasons, Her Friends/Family.
Dislikes: Death, War, Chaos, Greed, Spiders, Maleficent, Orcs, Sorrow.
Strengths: Fighting/Combat, Flight, Knowledge, Wisdom, Harsh Temperature Resistance, Protective/Affectionate Nature, Keen Senses, Agility.
Other Skills: Wallcrawling, Banshee Scream, Enhanced Strength, Telepathy.
Weaknesses: Stubbornness, Loneliness, Anger, Vindictiveness, Split Personality.
Fears: Sauron, Losing Her Family.
Elegant | Unpredictable | Capable | Headstrong | Mysterious | Maternal | Observant | Intelligent
Everyone believed Saeril as a creature of chaos and pure evil, but they just do not know the true backstory. In reality, she’s actually a good-hearted, nurturing individual, who highly values the peaceful natures of Middle-Earth, whilst having the passion to support and protect its various realms and inhabitants. Born during the First Age, Saeril is the last of the legendary Elves, who've lived in Fangorn Forest. A very intelligent, strong-willed, loyal-to-the-bone perfectionist, Saeril stays true to her word, and focuses on finding the best intentions for others, to the point of making great judgment calls, as much as willingly risking her life, in the process.
From the despair of her devastating past, following the Deceiver's corruption upon her mind, Saeril is truly hurt and very lonely inside, having to be caused by the guilt and horror of her cruel and malicious deeds, as well as the amount of pain and trauma she had to endure. After several months, she was eventually rescued by Gandalf the Grey, left being "more Orc than Elf", while her other alter-ego "Maleficent", a psychopathic representation of her corruption, still lingers within her mind.
The ultimate goal was to redeem and dissipate this inner darkness from within, but she never anticipated it to be a challenge when she rekindled herself with her Dwarven godsons Fili and Kili, whilst having to closely bond with a young she-elf named Laurina, whom she had grown to love and deeply care for, as if she were her own daughter. Determined to protect both her and the Sons of Durin, Saeril will become extremely aggressive and violent, whenever someone threatens, or has inflicted any sort of harm to them; as this contrasts her more-gentle nature, she will be blunt and gladly let the offenders know the price. Since after witnessing the death of Fili, she's more than willing in going to great lengths, if it means to prevent Kili and Laurina from falling under the same fate.
Both as "Maleficent" and herself, Saeril is a ruthless, immensely-formidable warrior in her own right; despite withholding a certain elegance, she's truly a very deadly foe for anyone who'd dare challenge her personally. A vast majority of her strength comes from the dark enchantment Sauron had placed upon her while she was his former chief of the Isengard legion; she possesses a number of harpy-like abilities that allows her to stand her own, and overwhelm the most skilled of individuals. She also shows herself to have great telepathic power; either taught or naturally inherited from her parents and/or ancestors, she can read minds, conjure visions through physical touch, and receive thoughts from a certain distance.
Saeril will not hesitate to comfort, guide, or advise others when they seem to need it. Proud, proper, and almost-completely fearless, she will never bow to anyone she disagrees with. Evident by her relationship with Thorin Oakenshield, it's complicated when it comes to terms of the trust; she betrayed him (as he claimed) by "stealing" the starlight jewels from his treasure hoard for King Thranduil. Although she was claimed as not "trusting", Saeril openly showed that she cared a great deal for him, saving his life multiple times on different occasions.
BACKGROUND
Place of Birth: Fangorn Forest (Also known as Ambaróna).
Family:
- Kili Durin (Godson; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Fili Durin (Godson; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Dis Durin (Co-parent; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Vili Durin (Co-parent; Deceased) (Dwarf)
- Hermia (Mother; Deceased) (Noldor Elf)
- Lysander (Father; Deceased) (Sindarin Elf)
- Ulla (Aunt; Deceased) (Sindarin Elf)
- Kinloch (Uncle; Deceased) (Sindarin Elf)
- Kriva (Grandmother; Deceased) (Noldor Elf)
- Disgla (Grandfather; Deceased) (Elven Hybrid; Silvan/Teleri)
- Fidnai (Great-Grandmother; Deceased) (Teleri Elf)
- Sahov (Great-Grandfather; Deceased) (Silvan Elf)
Other Relations:
- Gandalf the Grey/White (Mentor/Friend; Alive) (Maiar)
- Thorin Oakenshield (Friend; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Aragorn II Elessar (Friend; Alive) (Man)
- Lord Elrond (Acquaintance; Alive) (Half-Elf)
- Tauriel (Acquaintance; Alive) (Silvan Elf)
- Haldir (Acquaintance; Alive) (Silvan Elf)
- Gimli (Acquaintance; Alive) (Dwarf)
- Thranduil Greenleaf (Acquaintance/Friend; Alive) (Sindarin Elf)
- Legolas Greenleaf (Acquaintance/Friend; Alive) (Sindarin Elf)
- Laurina Undomiel (Friend/Daughter-Figure; Alive) (Elven Hybrid; Mortal/Sindarin/Noldor)
- Bilbo Baggins, Frodo Baggins, Samwise Gamgee, Peregrine Took, and Meriadoc Brandybuck (Acquaintances/Friends; Alive) (Hobbits)
- Azog the Defiler & Bolg (Enemies; Alive) (Gundabad Orcs)
RATED
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Adventure | Fantasy | Action | Drama | Epic | Romance
Fantasy Action-Violence | Epic Battle Sequences | Frightening Images
Down in Middle Earth, an ancient Elven race had lived peacefully within Fangorn Forest under the rule of Lady Hermia and King Lavendar. With their benevolent alliance with the Dwarves of Erebor, these beings 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 Fangorn leaders' only daughter, Saeril (my OC). After being chosen, she feels that there was no point to approach. She didn’t feel ready...
As the Dwarven siblings grew in the Blue Mountains, Saeril, now knowing their names as Kili and Fili, had watched their every move from the shadows, whilst never having the instinct to approach them in personal. The two brothers, mostly Kili, the youngest, had felt her shadowy presence watching over them, and tries communicating with her, but Saeril never made herself visually known. Instead, she sent them gifts from nature and letters to stay in communication. Believing her to be a spirit, they called her "Delva", meaning "endearment" in Khuzdul. A few years passed, and Saeril was nowhere in sight; shortly after Smaug the Terrible had forced the Dwarves of Erebor to go into exile, the Elves of Fangorn have lost their will to live longer. All, except for one.
In a time most unknown, Saeril was captured by an unknown force, where the darkness had deformed the pure elf into becoming a vicious creature with wings and horns, with sharper nails and molars, having to corrupt her mind into striking chaos and fear across Middle-Earth.
With her mind in corruption, Saeril sent Orc general Azog, to cause destruction upon the Dwarven kingdom of Moria, unknowingly sending a bounty upon the line of Durin. During the battle, she 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. Some days later, Saeril was spotted and confronted by Gandalf the Grey, who managed to suppress her insanity, and take her into his care for sanctuary. Fierce and dangerous she was claimed to be, Saeril became a threat to all races, despite the fact that it was all unintentional. All except for the youngest of Durin's Folk: Fili and Kili. They never forgot about "Delva", and they were determined to see her in person.
Due to her deformity, Saeril kept herself hidden, until Gandalf advised her to approach them if she means to redeem herself for her past mistakes: By helping them reclaim their lost homeland. Upon their journey, they meet Laurina Undomiel, the young and beautiful Half-Elven princess of Rivendell, whose physical and emotional beauty represents the fairness and peace across the land. All the while, Sauron's power is growing and, after the One Ring, believed to have been lost, is found, tragedy and violence begins to ensue across Middle-Earth. A certain darkness is coming, and only the brave can reverse what's upon them: By reaching Mount Doom, the only place where it can be undone.
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They might actually run into some villains.
“I’ll leave that part up to you”
Nensu kindly smiled, with a friendly wink, before taking a spoonful of the ice cream before her. It was like her mind would explode, once the flavor of vanilla hit her taste buds. She internally squealed to herself, showing her delight in tasting such a treat. Getting some ice cream was perhaps the best idea they’ve made all-day. She managed to calm down, before Midoriya again spoken.
“That’s a good thing. I can one of those people”.
Nensu kindly smiled, with a friendly wink, before taking a spoonful of the ice cream before her. It was like her mind would explode, once the flavor of vanilla hit her taste buds. She internally squealed to herself, showing her delight in tasting such a treat. Getting some ice cream was perhaps the best idea they’ve made all-day. She managed to calm down, before Midoriya again spoken.
“That’s a good thing. I can one of those people”.
For Midoriya to react in such a way, the girl didn’t mean to make him so jumpy. That’s when Nensu assumed that she may have accidentally crossed the line when it came to the boy’s level of comfort. For her kind and gentle nature, she had to respect him, but clearly, even the slightest bit of contact would drive him over the edge. Would it best if she didn’t touch him, even if it was out of friendly intent? Perhaps so. With the ice cream to eventually arrive, Nensu thanked the clerk with a smile, before taking the spoon in hand.
“I’m sorry if that was sudden. I figured I could help with your Quirk”, she said, having to offer if he has some trouble. They could practice together.
“I’m sorry if that was sudden. I figured I could help with your Quirk”, she said, having to offer if he has some trouble. They could practice together.
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