#maerin ulairi

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OH, DEATH | maerin úlairi 🗡

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Maerin Úlairi knows no peace. A child conceived in a mountain cave, she is motherless, fatherless, wrought from dark magic by the will of Mordor. She is a vessel for the deeds of the Shadowlands, the saving grace of the once fearsome Nazgûl. It’s the blood of the Nine that flows through her veins, and as destiny sees fit, she will live the rest of her years serving what evil still lives.

But where there is dark there is light, and where such evil stands, good rises to meet it. Maerin, ten-years-old and foreign to the very sun and sky, escapes the shade of the mountains. Nearly free from the shackles that bind her to the Wraiths, Maerin becomes a nomad, a wanderer. Running for her life, all the while trying to quell the rot festering under her skin, she knows there is only so long she can hide before fate grabs hold.

Now 17, the nights turn more grave, and everywhere she steps something strange seems to follow. These changes gain meaning when one night she wakes up screaming, insides burning, her vision showing one thing and one thing only. Maerin is a possessor of a powerful bond, a connection to an object that has been thought lost for ages. The One Ring. When that vision shows her the ring is still in Middle Earth, Maerin’s attempts to disappear turn to a mission. If she can find the ring which binds her to the Dark Lord and destroy it, then the darkness in her will fade, and she will at last be free. With one foot in the Wraith-world and the other in the light, the hope that her salvation could be near is the only thing keeping Maerin from losing herself.

When she feels a pull to the unsuspecting Moors of the Shire and land of the Free-folk, she hunts with new fervour for the Ring that has brought her so much pain.

It is there she (quite literally) runs into a group of young Hobbits, short and stout of heart,one in particular carrying a heavy burden. Having seen that Frodo Baggins wields the Ring, and is being sent on a mission to Rivendell by none other than Gandalf the Grey himself, Maerin swears fealty to Frodo, vowing to keep him safe and make sure the Ring stays out of Sauron’s clutches.

But as the journey grows more treacherous and evil more strong, Maerin’s life slips further and further into the dark. Demons in the night and rot spreading in the day, her destiny is like ashes, flaring in the wake of the smallest wind. Where fate intertwines with reality, Maerin Úlairi treads on the edge of a knife. Slip one way, and she will fall into the hands of her forebears. Or the other, to find a family, to find life where she has only known death, and become more than her own ruination.

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