#older!viola

[wanderingarcherviola]

Imladris was quieter now. Many had gone beyond the sea, others had gone South to Gondor before they'd venture West, and a handful had moved to Mirkwood to remain in Middle Earth.

How many years had it been since she was brought here? To the best of her recollection it was around 2995 of the Third Age when Lanilraes scooped her up and decided to keep her.. A few short years later she met the love of her life, and another decade before she completely blundered a proposal.

Lingering in the doorway Viola watched her wife "Love." She spoke softly "I have a surprise for you."

@elenor-elenis

[wanderingarcherviola]

"Contrary to popular belief not all Orcs are born from the Vats fully grown." Viola plopped herself down on the chair next to Emil and patted her friend on the shoulder. It'd been some time since she'd seen her and this hangout was long overdue "There's a fun fact for ya."

@post-mortem-lullabies

[wanderingarcherviola]

"I've been known to kill a man or two."

(From Dolguzimir)

"Or two? Bah! Those are some rookie Pinkskin numbers." the orc orc scoffed and laughed twirling the knife in her hand.

She wasn't a Man by race or by gender, what did a skilled thing like her have to fear from this.. Threat? or was it an attempt at bragging

"Lemme know when you off a Warchief and his crew, maybe then I'll buy you a cup of grog, pretty boy."

[wanderingarcherviola]

A pink haired man walked to her, a arrogant smile on his lips.

"I do question your lords love. I mean, if he was sexually abused by his vala for years, forced to bare melkors children, to be a little baby maker.. Would Sauron really have any love for the children? I mean, they are not his children, he did even raise them.Melkor did."

The guy got leveled to her face, eyes with a gold hues to them as he looked at her," Did he ever want them or you?"

In her years Viola had learned many things. How to handle the paperwork of Mordor, pacifying unhappy Overlord, and possibly the most important of all, how to handle a jackass.

Viola met him with a stoney gaze and neutral expression, she didn't know who this man was or what he wanted, but she sure as shit wasn't going to be nice.

"You must be a fool if you assume my father hasn't spoken to me about his sufferings, that I was not witness to some of it all those years ago." Her age was speculated upon but only the closest of family knew how old Viola was, and how much she knew of their Lord.

"Wanted or not, he allowed us to live, to thrive, to remain here with him, and we call him our father" Though she wasn't really Saurons child she'd been counted among them.

[wanderingarcherviola]

50 years passed before the maia returned home from the punishment of Piawen. Walked back through the halls, sat on his throne before looking over a report on the army supply lines.

"Why the hell is the supply of the northern border so low? I thought they were stationed already there. What the happened to trade dealings? Viola? Viola, get in here."

Fifty years was a long time, and the return of the Dark Lord had been long awaited. Though the landscape and culture had changed a bit, Mordor itself was still much the same.

When the Dark Lord called for his personal assistant, an orc did come running in, but it wasn't Viola "I- beg your pardon, My Lord Sir." The young girl bowed and apologised. She wasn't Viola, but she bore a striking resemblance to her "Mother is actually up at the Northern border now to finalise some new trade deals."

@blackaphroditi

[wanderingarcherviola]

@jerkxbitchx

Viola couldn't bring herself to do much else but stand there and give a half-hearted shrug. What else could she do in this situation, running wouldn't do any good and neither would attacking.

But, she could give a lopsided grin as she dropped the dagger "I know, I know, monsters killing monsters, you lot don't see that everyday." Viola knew hunters were dangerous but none had been able to figure her out yet.. And she's been tracking the scumbag first so the kill was rightfully hers..

"Jeeze, you look like you've never seen one of me before, pick your jaws up."

[wanderingarcherviola]

It'd been years since Viola last looked upon the Lonely Mountain, upon Erebor, it looked much the same from a distance but she could tell both it and Dale were flourishing.

She'd been gone for almost eight years now, originally promising Thorin she'd return after helping with a growing problem of Orcs in the North, promising she'd not go abandoning her friend and King less than two years into his rule.

But much had happened up North, one problem led to several more and before she knew it Viola was caught in what could only be described as Orc-poltiics and superstitions gone mad.

Once things were settled down enough she'd written a letter to Thorin apologising for her disappearance and promising to explain everything if he would come meet her at Ravenhill. She only hoped he'd recognise her now she was grown.

@orcristwielder

[wanderingarcherviola]

“Hello? Is someone there? I can hear you breathing.“

Viola had tried to be quiet, not wanting to disturb Emil by her bumping after a few too many drinks. Her steps were quiet but her barely disguised giggles were not.

"It's just me- the evil little orc." She giggled quietly "I drank this many TequiRum and Vodka drinks." She held up eight fingers "It burns."