#@storiesofthenight

[vhagarryder]

@storiesofthenight "Remember, the shadows are just as important as the light." [From Legolas]

"Im well acquainted with the shadows." He replied with a smirk as he tucked his bade back into its sheathe.

"Are you?"

[caraxesryder]

"And what is hell? Can you tell me that?" [From Anorrîn]

"Are you sure you want to know?" He replied back, exhaustion clear on his face as he rubbed his temples. It had been a long night and the last thing he wanted to do was relive the horrors.

[caraxesryder]

"i don’t have any idea, i’m sorry." [From Dúathrîn]

He stayed where he was, leaning against the old pillar, looking out to the falls. A cool fall breeze playing games with his unbound hair. He was sure he knew who had been causing the disruption in Mirkwood but it was nice to know perhaps their nefarious acts were not so common that everyone knew.

"I was tasked to deal with this and i will." He replied as he turned to face her.

"You dont need to worry."

[vhagarryder]

@storiesofthenight

"What is this madness?" [from Eluon]

He grinned, watching the other elf try to make sense out of the chaos.

For far too long the Targaryens had been shoved aside in Mirkwood. Far too long their noble name had been tainted with madness, with darkness. Their rise was immanent. He would ensure it.

"Only what was promised." He replied, bowing low before setting another tapestry in the great house ablaze.