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What I do not care about with RPing:

Reply length

Reply speed

Typos

Continuity errors (especially for long-running threads)

Whether your RP blog is a sideblog

Your RP blog’s aesthetic

Unique fonts in posts

Unique muse icons

Special post formatting

What I do care about with RPing:

Having fun

Pride in and enthusiasm for writing our muses

The chance to make friends with you

Entertaining and challenging ourselves as writers

Our thread(s) contributing to the development of our muses

Having fun

Looking forward to seeing where our story will take our muses

Growing as a writer with you

Having fun

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Agandaur bowed his head “Of Course, Master. Our conquest to the North spreads rapidly. We had reclaimed Angmar and took down most of the Rangers. Only Rivendell stands in our way”. 

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Agandaur nodded his head respectfully “And yet you have summoned me to Mordor, Master. Do you have a mission for me?” 

“It’s more of a… progress report. I do like to do those in person if I can.”

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“You are far from insane...” Agandaur murmured, motioning the man to follow “The Witch King? He’s the lord of the Nazgul. Second only to Master Sauron himself, as close as a friend. Of few I count a friend myself, however bitterly, my superior”. 

“So, where’s the ghost? Show me the ghost. It’s ghost time.“

Huor’s words made the sorcerer raise his eyebrow “Since when are you as excited to encounter a barrow wight?” Agandaur hoped concern was not present in his voice. Was the man still delirious?

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Agandaur felt his mind turn hazy with Andriel returning the kiss. Had she pulled away, the Sorcerer would have realized his actions in shame... Yet now, all he felt was bliss. Should one ask, he could not tell what lunacy had possessed him. Tenderly, the Black Numenorean pulled the elf into his arms, and atop himself. 

Agandaur shuddered, moaning faintly. What was it?.. This tender sensation?.. No more water in his lungs…. He was not drowning… The Black Numenorean gasped, slowly opening his eyes. His vision was blurry, at first, spinning sensation fluttering in his head. However once his senses cleared, Agandaur realized he was gazing into sapphire blue eyes of the elf. His captive. His enemy… The rapidness of his breathing ceased, rough hand slowly slithering up to touch hers… suddenly, he pulled Andriel into a passionate kiss.  

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❝ Maybe we’re both a little crazy. ❞

“Mayhaps” Agandaur sighed, nodding his head slightly “I doubt anyone could walk into this and come out sane” 

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Agandaur shuddered, moaning faintly. What was it?.. This tender sensation?.. No more water in his lungs.... He was not drowning... The Black Numenorean gasped, slowly opening his eyes. His vision was blurry, at first, spinning sensation fluttering in his head. However once his senses cleared, Agandaur realized he was gazing into sapphire blue eyes of the elf. His captive. His enemy... The rapidness of his breathing ceased, rough hand slowly slithering up to touch hers... suddenly, he pulled Andriel into a passionate kiss.  

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Agandaur nodded his head respectfully “And yet you have summoned me to Mordor, Master. Do you have a mission for me?” 

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“You know perseverance and charm had never been a strong side of mine, Master. I am made of steel and wrath… Is that not why you sent me to spread Your conquest in the North?”

“Of course, my dear servant~” Mairon chuckled. “And it’s true that there’s nothing wrong with showing off your full power if need be.”

“Fear is what gets results much quicker than anything else.”

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⌆❧❖

⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do - when nervous, Agandaur usually taps his foot, keeps his arms crossed or tugs on his hair (unless it’s hidden under the hood)

❧ describe their usual sleeping position - On his side

❖ describe their hands - Agandaur’s hands are large and extremely rough, covered in scars from ages spent in a battle. He usually wears leather gloves or gauntlets. 

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Agandaur was stripped of his heavy armor, covered merely by a plain black robe and buried under soft furs. And yet one could easily tell the Sorcerer was shivering. Sweat dripped from his scarred forehead, long black hair messy, hands gripping the bedcovers desperately in his sleep. Drowning... He was dorwing!.. Agandaur whimpering, tossing onto his other side.

“Well well well…” Agandaur snarled lowly, steel blue eyes glowing with malice as he glared down at Andriel. “We meet yet again, elf. It seems this time, your friends and your eagle aren’t here though..”

@greywitch89

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“You know perseverance and charm had never been a strong side of mine, Master. I am made of steel and wrath... Is that not why you sent me to spread Your conquest in the North?”

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“Such aim of entertainment is possible for you alone, Master” 

“With perseverance and a lot of charm, anyone could achieve any of their goals~”

“Also, it helps if you can find a weak mind to flatter and manipulate.”

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“Such aim of entertainment is possible for you alone, Master” 

“When in doubt, start a murder cult and get an island sank by Iluvatar.”

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Headcanon Meme Time!

⌆ a nervous tic or habit they do

⏀ describe their usual smile

⇅ do they look up or down while thinking?

❧ describe their usual sleeping position

✑ describe something they like without naming it

✜ what’s their posture like in a normal situation?

❖ describe their hands

❞ write a quote they would find themselves saying

§ how would their hair gray? or would they lose their hair first?

❤ describe how they show affection.

✭ what is one of their favorite items?

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❝ You will always be a monster, there is no turning back from it. ❞ ❝ What type of monster you become is entirely up to you. ❞ ❝ Tell me that’s not the creepiest thing you’ve ever heard. ❞ ❝ You don’t dwell on what you’ve lost, you just move on. ❞ ❝ The closer you get to someone, the more it would destroy you when they are inevitably gone. ❞ ❝ And sometimes, hope is the only thing that gets us through the day. ❞ ❝ Words define us. We must protect our knowledge and pass it on whenever we can. ❞ ❝ It is useless to offer words of hope when you have none yourself. ❞ ❝ I would not suffer anyone to endure the path I walk. My road must always be traveled alone. ❞ ❝ It seemed Lady Luck hated me worse than usual. ❞ ❝ Accidentally or as a conscious, deliberate act. It is unavoidable. ❞ ❝ The question is not if it will happen, but when. ❞ ❝ I got you here, like I promised I would. ❞ ❝ I have to find my own place in the world. ❞ ❝ Having a weapon you do not know how to use is better than having nothing at all, but not by much. ❞ ❝ Maybe we’re both a little crazy. ❞ ❝ Trust me, if anyone is going to attract attention, it’s not going to be me. ❞ ❝ Sometimes I kill things in my sleep. ❞ ❝ Strange how a few short hours could change your view of the world. ❞ ❝ Are you all right? No broken bones, no hidden concussions? No fish swimming around in your lungs? ❞ ❝ There will come a time when the road before you splits, and you must decide your path. ❞ ❝ Move with the blade and keep your eyes on your enemy’s upper body, not their weapon. ❞ ❝ Not all meals will come to you so easily, ignorant and seeking to do you harm. ❞ ❝ How you stalk your prey is something you must come to terms with, or you will quickly drive yourself mad. ❞ ❝ Once you cross that threshold, there is no coming back from it. ❞ ❝ I might be a monster, but I can be human, too. I can choose to be human. ❞ ❝ He can take down vicious rabids and rampaging boars, but one old lady can make him flee in terror. ❞ ❝ I can only give you the skills you need to survive. ❞ ❝ Eventually, you will have to make your own decisions, come to your own terms about what you are. ❞

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Wulfrun swifly picked the scrolls up, handing them to Agandaur and nodding farewell. They were not to risk another failure... The scrolls shall be safest in depths of Angmar. Agandaur urged Pestilence, and the fell-beast shot skyward. Upon return to Carn Dum, the Storm Sorcerer treated his captive far gentler than one would expect a prisoner to be - ordered her held in a guarded room rather than an dungeon. 

“Well well well…” Agandaur snarled lowly, steel blue eyes glowing with malice as he glared down at Andriel. “We meet yet again, elf. It seems this time, your friends and your eagle aren’t here though..”

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Agandaur sighed bitterly “All the way to the Mountains... We shall be free only if we reach the Passage”. 

(naganye) And you're ok with that?

Agandaur nodded with a short sigh “Yes. It seems we have no other choice”

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“It won’t be happening, elf” Wulfrun hissed from behind her “Your friends are likely dead by now anyway”  the younger sorcerer raised his staff to deliver a fatal blow, however was suddenly stopped by a swift, sharp glance of Agandaur’s. Before Wulfrun had any chance of expressing confusion, the Black Numenorean raised his hand, sending a blast of dark energy at Andriel’s head, knocking her unconscious. “Take care of this mayhem and retun to Carn Dum. Leave the elf to me” he commanded Wulfrun, catching Andriel before she ccould hit the ground and pulling the elleth onto his fell-beast.

“Well well well…” Agandaur snarled lowly, steel blue eyes glowing with malice as he glared down at Andriel. “We meet yet again, elf. It seems this time, your friends and your eagle aren’t here though..”

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