Mâdûrz-Hai (Currently Inactive)

The thunder rolls, and the drums of war beat loudly once again. Born unto a world that will do everything in its power to see us dead, we have determined to survive at any cost. This is our story. [Independent LOTR RP blog. | Orcs | Multi-Muse]

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Timo Bergenhenegouwen

Iceland (2011)

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Merry and Pippin prisoners of the Orcs

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“Many days have passed since I last saw you.       We are both changed … Can you feel it?”

~ Independant RP Blog for Mordirith of Lord of the Rings Online ~ Multi!Verse Friendly ~ Multi!Fandom Friendly ~ OC Friendly

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Not-doing-too-good sentence starters

“Whoa, are you okay?”

“You took that hit pretty hard…”

“Don’t stand up yet.”

“That definitely looks broken…”

“Walk it off.”

“How are you feeling?”

“When was the last time you slept?”

“You look like shit.”

“Have you been eating enough?”

“Here, let me help you.”

“Why are you limping?”

“You’re really pale…”

“Did you just go throw up?”

“Why aren’t you eating?”

“______? You’re bleeding…really bad.”

“That looks infected.”

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?!”

“I told you you’d get sick.”

“How many fingers am I holding up?”

“Wake up–you were hyperventilating, are you okay?”

“It was just a dream, you’re alright.”

“Look at me–you’re safe.”

“Take a deep breath.”

“Are you bleeding?!”

“How’d you get a bruise like that?”

“What happened?”

“Let me help you!”

“Can you hear me?”

“You hit your head pretty hard.”

“Don’t move.”

“I know it hurts, I’m sorry.”

“Breathe.”

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send one for a kind gesture;

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♖ comforting after a nightmare ♘ kiss on the forehead ♣ wiping away tears ♝ holding hands ♡ hugging ♦ picking up your character ♤ bathing your character ♠ my muse taking care of your muse when they’re sick ♛ shoulder rubs ☮ stroking/ruffling hair ▽ patting/rubbing their back ☽ dressing your character ☺ my muse helping your muse fall asleep ❮ my muse comforting your muse as they grieve ♋  my muse fixing your muse something to eat ✍ my muse  teaching your muse ∞ my muse reading to your muse ♒ my muse leaving yours a nice message 

[madurzhai]

[releasetheprisoners][Grarbag] "Hey! Um... I-I made you a bow! It's-It's not the best... I mean, you probably better... But I mean, I thought I'd make you another one, 'cause... You're... An Excellent hunter! And... Well... Yeah! I hope you like it!"

Lak’kagh’ulok blinked in surprise- she hadn’t been expecting a gift out of the blue like this.. She never expected gifts at all, actually. Too much of her life had been spent on the run and hiding, there had rarely ever been time enough to fulfill basic necessities of living, much less pleasant frivolities like making and giving gifts. To her it was strange, but a little.. Touching, really. 

Slowly she reached out to take the bow- it looked sturdy enough. Plain but serviceable, and that was all she cared about, or all that mattered. With a quiet sniff she turned it over in her hands, then gripped it tightly as she drew an arrow from her quiver and nocked it to the string, pausing shortly before pulling back and straightening suddenly to let it fly. The shriek of a squirrel preceded a small thud as the little creature fell from a tree to the ground. Lowering the bow, Lak’kagh’ulok walked over to pick up the arrow, upon which hung the squirrel’s carcass, and carried it back to Grarbag. She gave him a toothy grin as she removed the animal from the arrow and held it out to him.

“It will serve me well. As a thank you, you may have my first kill.”

[releasetheprisoners]

[madurzhai] [Lak'kagh'ulok] [Grarbag] "I'm pretty sure the lake's frozen enough. We won't fall in."

“Are you sure about that?” The Orc-Scout responded, looking the lake over with hesitation. “Last time, Aarlok and Mornok said it was okay. But then the ice broke and I fell in. They laughed.”

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“Well. It is sort of funny.” She conceded, carefully scrabbling a few tentative paces onto the thick ice and tapping it lightly with the butt of her spear. “At least, when it happens to someone else, but I don’t intend to let that happen to myself today. I have had the experience, and it is not a pleasant one.”

The she-Orc motioned for him to follow behind her as she made a path through the thin layer of snow at the lake’s edge. “Luckily for us, I am accustomed to these activities. When one lives in cold climates, they adjust to the dangers or cease to live.”

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Grarbag’s frown merely grew when the Orc-Huntress went further out. “Yeah… Funny when it happens to someone else. That’s what they said,” the Orc-scout mumbled to himself.

With a gulp, Grarbag took a cautious step forward, letting out a small squeak when his foot nearly slipped on the ice.

“G’ya!” he cried out when he slipped forward, latching onto the She-Orc’s waist to keep himself steady.

[madurzhai]

She grunted as they both slid forward, wobbling slightly but keeping her balance with the help of her spear. 

“Watch it!” She growled through her teeth, but patiently allowed him to regain his footing.

[releasetheprisoners]

[madurzhai] [Lak'kagh'ulok] [Grarbag] "I'm pretty sure the lake's frozen enough. We won't fall in."

“Are you sure about that?” The Orc-Scout responded, looking the lake over with hesitation. “Last time, Aarlok and Mornok said it was okay. But then the ice broke and I fell in. They laughed.”

[madurzhai]

“Well. It is sort of funny.” She conceded, carefully scrabbling a few tentative paces onto the thick ice and tapping it lightly with the butt of her spear. “At least, when it happens to someone else, but I don’t intend to let that happen to myself today. I have had the experience, and it is not a pleasant one.”

The she-Orc motioned for him to follow behind her as she made a path through the thin layer of snow at the lake’s edge. “Luckily for us, I am accustomed to these activities. When one lives in cold climates, they adjust to the dangers or cease to live.”

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Reblog this if your posts don't have expiration dates.

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run-run-rabbit-run:

So that your followers know it’s okay to dig through your blog and send in memes, starters, or responses to opens days, weeks, or months after they’ve been first posted.

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Tell my muse "You're not a monster" and see how they react.

Alternately: Tell them “You’re a monster” and see how they react.

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Reblog if you create infinite numbers of stories for your character in your head that never get written or rped