Ha'zi looks away from the fight, his fears about Tulkas crawling back from the depths of his mind, and turns back to Eonwë. "W-what were you going to say?" He asks, slipping up his words a little. [user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
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With a nod of thanks, he moved on.
Ah, the Halls of Aule. Nothing in Middle-Earth could rival its size, beauty, or industrial capabilities. At least, not yet. Before Thorgrund gave knowledge to the sons of the Seven, he was a rising star here. He excelled not at combat, but rather making war. His skills laid with tactics amd strategy, arming troops, feeding them, leading them. He was in charge of a prototype forge that could rapidly churn out gear, but then the near smiting sent him east for ages and upon returning, he felt like a stranger. So many he had never seen or not seen in forever. A few he wish he could unsee (I'm looking at you, Thyilu). He made his way towards where he thought Aule might be, at his personal forge. He noted that he was the shortesr Maia here, and the only to take the form of one of the Sons of the Seven.
"First, you go on a killing spree because you got backstabbed and now you want to spare Sauron, the greatest threat to Middle-Earth since Morgoth himself? Are you stupid?"
Ah, the Halls of Aule. Nothing in Middle-Earth could rival its size, beauty, or industrial capabilities. At least, not yet. Before Thorgrund gave knowledge to the sons of the Seven, he was a rising star here. He excelled not at combat, but rather making war. His skills laid with tactics amd strategy, arming troops, feeding them, leading them. He was in charge of a prototype forge that could rapidly churn out gear, but then the near smiting sent him east for ages and upon returning, he felt like a stranger. So many he had never seen or not seen in forever. A few he wish he could unsee (I'm looking at you, Thyilu). He made his way towards where he thought Aule might be, at his personal forge. He noted that he was the shortesr Maia here, and the only to take the form of one of the Sons of the Seven.
"First, you go on a killing spree because you got backstabbed and now you want to spare Sauron, the greatest threat to Middle-Earth since Morgoth himself? Are you stupid?"
"Smashing his very being back to the Void would be the safest option." Sigeric muttered. Then again, he had just allowed four of Morgoth's Karoltai to seek the safety of their walls, so he was in no real position to complain. He addressed the group. "As much as you would all like to continue watching the spectacle, I'm afraid that we need to advance. There should be an entrance to the stronghold near the river."
”We need to kill him.” Glorfindel agreed, glaring at Sauron.
The Elves closed in, moving forward, blades outstreched. It seemed even Celeborn was joining them.
“Years of pain. All because of him,” Harros muttered.
“Gil-Galad shall be avenged!” Karstir grunted.
“Tulkas, may we be given the honor of slaying him?” Celeborn asked aloud to the Vala, bowing his head in respect.
”No, this one’s my bitch now.” The Vala grasped Sauron by the neck and brought him up to stare at him, observing the Maia.
”You’ve lost enough power as it is. You won’t be able to get away without your Master empowering you. Now, where is he? Where is my scrawny Melkor?” He laughed and looked towards the Obsidian Fortress then turned back, glancing around him.
”Stadus! Champions! You may uncloak, now.”
All across the field, thirteen warriors materialized. Some were wielding unnatural weapons like blades without cross-guards, starry-knives, huge crossbows attached to contraptions on their backs; some had ordinary hunting spears, huge longbows and bore swords and shields; and a few carried with them prisoners of war. Maia who had been captured or surrendered in the Battle of Gorgoroth.
“My Lord,” One of them approached, covered in golden armor, tossing two Maia at Tulkas’ feet, “These are those that have fled. We awaited your signal and were ready at a moment’s notice to jump to your aid had the snake attempted to retreat.”
Tulkas dropped Sauron and allowed Stadus to bound his hands and legs in chains, ”Ha! As if I would need help crushing this bug? HA! Now, to use him as bait.” He turned back to the Karoltai and Eldar.
”Please, stand back. I’d hate for you all to be hurt. Ha!” Tulkas’ voice boomed. The Champions of Tulkas gathered the prisoners, near nine of them with Sauron. He could see Azura amongst them but not Pyrus or Lem or Aiwendil or any of the others he had become familiar with. The female Maia was beaten bloody and her eye was shut close, blood dried beneath her left cheek.
Tulkas grabbed the head of the last prisoner, the furthest from Sauron and pulled him up by the hair of his head. The Maia was barely conscious and breathed unsteadily.
”MELKOR!”
Tulkas exclaimed, his voice echoing through the Plateau of Gorgoroth, the word spat like garbage.
”I have your pathetic welps. You are surrounded. Your fortress may be enchanted to prevent us from entering but that doesn’t mean I can’t break it down. I will kill each and every one of them unless you grow a pair and face me. I’ll give you this one boon, brother. Exit your fortress and fight me.”
There was silence. A minute passed and nothing occurred. All of them watched in silence.
”My apologies. Not really, actually. You dug your graves, mongrel currs.” Tulkas spoke and in one flick the first prisoner was decapitated. Tulkas’ held his head in one hand, still grasping the light blonde hair of a Maia of Varda. Blood spurted out of the headless body and it fell to the floor, convulsing. The Maia next to it began to struggle even against the her bounds.
“What the fack...” Marco asked, nearly vomiting.
He tossed the head at the Obsidian Fortress, it soared over its walls and landed with a splat, disappearing beyond the ramparts. The Vala then moved to the next prisoner.
Sigeric was completely ignored throughout this entire endeavor. All eyes focused on Tulkas. The very being exuded power. He had just beheaded a Maia with his bare hands.
Eonwë’s attention was focused on the execution occurring down there. He stood, glanced at Ha’zi, ”I’m sorry, I am busy. We’ll talk later,” he said, grabbing his arm and shoving it back into its socket, gritting his teeth to hold down a scream and running down the hilltop towards Tulkas, his eyes focused on his brother.
Meanwhile, Túrin smacked Cardiloc’s back, “Take me down to Tulkas, now!” The Valar-blade tightened in his grasp.
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Iver awoke. Something was happening above him. There was a thud. A loud shaking.
“Are they sieging the castle?” Miriel asked to no one in particular.
There was a sound coming from the stair case to the right of Iver. Footsteps.
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Aüle’s personal forge was swarmed with Maia. They were working his smitheries and churning out plates of armor. From the white mail that the Sentinels of Manwë wore to the golden helmets that the Noldor donned.
There was no sign of the Vala.
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Joplin twisted his legs around Arandil, his arms choking the Gondorian.
“Don’t lie to me! I know you were following! I heard it. I just want to be left alone but you bastards can’t take a hint!”
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The Elves closed in, moving forward, blades outstreched. It seemed even Celeborn was joining them.
“Years of pain. All because of him,” Harros muttered.
“Gil-Galad shall be avenged!” Karstir grunted.
“Tulkas, may we be given the honor of slaying him?” Celeborn asked aloud to the Vala, bowing his head in respect.
”No, this one’s my bitch now.” The Vala grasped Sauron by the neck and brought him up to stare at him, observing the Maia.
”You’ve lost enough power as it is. You won’t be able to get away without your Master empowering you. Now, where is he? Where is my scrawny Melkor?” He laughed and looked towards the Obsidian Fortress then turned back, glancing around him.
”Stadus! Champions! You may uncloak, now.”
All across the field, thirteen warriors materialized. Some were wielding unnatural weapons like blades without cross-guards, starry-knives, huge crossbows attached to contraptions on their backs; some had ordinary hunting spears, huge longbows and bore swords and shields; and a few carried with them prisoners of war. Maia who had been captured or surrendered in the Battle of Gorgoroth.
“My Lord,” One of them approached, covered in golden armor, tossing two Maia at Tulkas’ feet, “These are those that have fled. We awaited your signal and were ready at a moment’s notice to jump to your aid had the snake attempted to retreat.”
Tulkas dropped Sauron and allowed Stadus to bound his hands and legs in chains, ”Ha! As if I would need help crushing this bug? HA! Now, to use him as bait.” He turned back to the Karoltai and Eldar.
”Please, stand back. I’d hate for you all to be hurt. Ha!” Tulkas’ voice boomed. The Champions of Tulkas gathered the prisoners, near nine of them with Sauron. He could see Azura amongst them but not Pyrus or Lem or Aiwendil or any of the others he had become familiar with. The female Maia was beaten bloody and her eye was shut close, blood dried beneath her left cheek.
Tulkas grabbed the head of the last prisoner, the furthest from Sauron and pulled him up by the hair of his head. The Maia was barely conscious and breathed unsteadily.
”MELKOR!”
Tulkas exclaimed, his voice echoing through the Plateau of Gorgoroth, the word spat like garbage.
”I have your pathetic welps. You are surrounded. Your fortress may be enchanted to prevent us from entering but that doesn’t mean I can’t break it down. I will kill each and every one of them unless you grow a pair and face me. I’ll give you this one boon, brother. Exit your fortress and fight me.”
There was silence. A minute passed and nothing occurred. All of them watched in silence.
”My apologies. Not really, actually. You dug your graves, mongrel currs.” Tulkas spoke and in one flick the first prisoner was decapitated. Tulkas’ held his head in one hand, still grasping the light blonde hair of a Maia of Varda. Blood spurted out of the headless body and it fell to the floor, convulsing. The Maia next to it began to struggle even against the her bounds.
“What the fack...” Marco asked, nearly vomiting.
He tossed the head at the Obsidian Fortress, it soared over its walls and landed with a splat, disappearing beyond the ramparts. The Vala then moved to the next prisoner.
Sigeric was completely ignored throughout this entire endeavor. All eyes focused on Tulkas. The very being exuded power. He had just beheaded a Maia with his bare hands.
Eonwë’s attention was focused on the execution occurring down there. He stood, glanced at Ha’zi, ”I’m sorry, I am busy. We’ll talk later,” he said, grabbing his arm and shoving it back into its socket, gritting his teeth to hold down a scream and running down the hilltop towards Tulkas, his eyes focused on his brother.
Meanwhile, Túrin smacked Cardiloc’s back, “Take me down to Tulkas, now!” The Valar-blade tightened in his grasp.
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Iver awoke. Something was happening above him. There was a thud. A loud shaking.
“Are they sieging the castle?” Miriel asked to no one in particular.
There was a sound coming from the stair case to the right of Iver. Footsteps.
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Aüle’s personal forge was swarmed with Maia. They were working his smitheries and churning out plates of armor. From the white mail that the Sentinels of Manwë wore to the golden helmets that the Noldor donned.
There was no sign of the Vala.
((Also Dimitri.))
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Joplin twisted his legs around Arandil, his arms choking the Gondorian.
“Don’t lie to me! I know you were following! I heard it. I just want to be left alone but you bastards can’t take a hint!”
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"Yes, we're following you. To be honest, we're following you with the intention of capturing you. I wanted to let you go, truly, I did, but we cannot. We need you. We need you as proof that Morgoth has returned, to show the Free Peoples of the peril they are in. Because of this, we cannot kill you. We will feed you, provide you with clothing and shelter." He looked around. "Better than having to live here as a wildling, wouldn't you say? I swear to you, I shan't let them torture you anymore. They're animals," he glanced at Arandil for a moment, "but they can be reasoned with. Please, I implore you; help us."
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Mairon regarded this new development coldly. He did not flinch when the first Maia was executed. He had seen countless worse deaths, had been the architect of such, and murder to him was as natural as coughing was for mortals.
"It matters not," he said, his voice hollow. "If he has not yet come, then he shall not come at all." Would that he could escape! But no possible way appeared to him. If the Lord did not meet the challenge, his life was forsaken.
Unless...
No. He could not bring himself to aid the enemy. Not yet.
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Mairon regarded this new development coldly. He did not flinch when the first Maia was executed. He had seen countless worse deaths, had been the architect of such, and murder to him was as natural as coughing was for mortals.
"It matters not," he said, his voice hollow. "If he has not yet come, then he shall not come at all." Would that he could escape! But no possible way appeared to him. If the Lord did not meet the challenge, his life was forsaken.
Unless...
No. He could not bring himself to aid the enemy. Not yet.
Arandil was trying to keep calm and let Daugo reason with the crazy bastard. But he began to fear that he would be dead before they would utter their last words. He tried to escape but failed. He began to accept death, even though he did not want to.
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"Oh fuck yes! Are we needed again? Whatever cunt is coming down those steps better be letting us out." She would say jumping into the air with excitement.
The man’s grip on Arandil lessened considerably, he still had his head in a chokehold but his legs loosened.
“If I come of my own will, shall I be allowed to roam free?” Joplin asked. He knew that they were lying to him. All of them lied. Master lied. His friends lied. He lied. They’re were all liars. He just needed to hear it proven.
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Miriel went silent and listened to the footsteps, trying to ignore Mirecyla’s witless comments and to gauge how many intruders were coming. They were heavy, unlike Sauron’s. Was this Morgoth coming?
A chill went down her spine.
“Hey, you mates a’right?” It was Equas’ voice. The kid ran up to their cell, sneered at Mirecyla, then nodded to Miriel, “Tytus is breaking us out while they’re killing each other. C’mon,”
Behind him, Tytus and Evenis appeared. Evenis carried an axe and raised it to smash open the cell lock. Mirecyla realized they were trying to escape.
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”I’ll kill them all, Melkor! Do you hear me? I’m not bluffing!”
Tulkas spoke, his words no longer filled with laughter or joy. He waited for a reply and none came.
“Please, don’t. I won’t betray the Valar again, Tulkas. I swear-“
SPLUURT.
Blood poured out of her severed neck as Tulkas tore her head off and lobbed it to the ground in front of them. It rolled for a few seconds before coming to a halt, the eyes cold and white, piercing Sauron’s soul.
“Lord Tulkas, forgive me. May Mandos judge me for my actions.” The third prisoner started to cry as Tulkas’ hands wrapped around his neck.
”You’re not going to the Halls of Mandos. I’m sending you straight to the Void, traitor.”
He ripped his head of next. Proceeding to the fourth Maia.
Eonwë dashed down the hill and passed by Lord Celeborn and the elves, rushing towards Tulkas and his Champions who guarded him.
“Mairon,” Azura said weakly, nudging him,”H-have you orchestrated a-a plan yet?” She whispered as Tulkas’ slew their siblings.
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“If I come of my own will, shall I be allowed to roam free?” Joplin asked. He knew that they were lying to him. All of them lied. Master lied. His friends lied. He lied. They’re were all liars. He just needed to hear it proven.
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Miriel went silent and listened to the footsteps, trying to ignore Mirecyla’s witless comments and to gauge how many intruders were coming. They were heavy, unlike Sauron’s. Was this Morgoth coming?
A chill went down her spine.
“Hey, you mates a’right?” It was Equas’ voice. The kid ran up to their cell, sneered at Mirecyla, then nodded to Miriel, “Tytus is breaking us out while they’re killing each other. C’mon,”
Behind him, Tytus and Evenis appeared. Evenis carried an axe and raised it to smash open the cell lock. Mirecyla realized they were trying to escape.
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”I’ll kill them all, Melkor! Do you hear me? I’m not bluffing!”
Tulkas spoke, his words no longer filled with laughter or joy. He waited for a reply and none came.
“Please, don’t. I won’t betray the Valar again, Tulkas. I swear-“
SPLUURT.
Blood poured out of her severed neck as Tulkas tore her head off and lobbed it to the ground in front of them. It rolled for a few seconds before coming to a halt, the eyes cold and white, piercing Sauron’s soul.
“Lord Tulkas, forgive me. May Mandos judge me for my actions.” The third prisoner started to cry as Tulkas’ hands wrapped around his neck.
”You’re not going to the Halls of Mandos. I’m sending you straight to the Void, traitor.”
He ripped his head of next. Proceeding to the fourth Maia.
Eonwë dashed down the hill and passed by Lord Celeborn and the elves, rushing towards Tulkas and his Champions who guarded him.
“Mairon,” Azura said weakly, nudging him,”H-have you orchestrated a-a plan yet?” She whispered as Tulkas’ slew their siblings.
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"Woah, hold up now a prison break? The fucks going on, Master will wring our necks when he catches us." Mirecyla would say, her emotions between the joy of being free and love for Mairon fighting each other. "How bad is it? It's just Giants and some elves, not like Mawnea is here or something."
"you guys do understand he will know about this, that asshole can sense our intentions" Iver said still lying in the ground.
"Well, I heard one of the valar joined the fight but I don't think manwe will show his cowardish face"
"Well, I heard one of the valar joined the fight but I don't think manwe will show his cowardish face"
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"Shut the fuck up pussylips, you don't get a say in the matter."
"Get back into your mother's womb" iver replied, still feeling bad for insulting a toddler
”Some big guy who’s half naked was beating Master to a pulp.” Equas said, moving out of the way.
Evenis smashed the axe into the lock, it didn’t break. “Ah, fuck,” He said.
“The elves were nearly beaten and we took down many of the Giants. That elf with the white-hair took most of us down, though. He’s faster than anything I’ve ever seen. Sauron showed up with an army and it seemed like we were winning before some people started flying down from the sky in fiery caskets. They joined the fight against us and one of them, his huge fellow, killled Joplin with his bare hands, then he started to massacre armed forces. Last I saw, he was single-handedly decimating Sauron.” Tytus remarked.
“Hope it works this time,” Evenis hit the lock with the axe. It still didn’t bulge, “Stand back.” He told the two females.
Tytus turned around and looked at Iver, “Fuck, Morgoth. He’s probably too busy getting his ass handed to himself by whatever the fuck is up there. I don’t give a shit. We’re breaking all of them out and high-tailing it. If you try and pull some shit like you did back at the training fields, I’ll smoke your ass harder than a my own weed. You in or you out, shit-face?”
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Evenis smashed the axe into the lock, it didn’t break. “Ah, fuck,” He said.
“The elves were nearly beaten and we took down many of the Giants. That elf with the white-hair took most of us down, though. He’s faster than anything I’ve ever seen. Sauron showed up with an army and it seemed like we were winning before some people started flying down from the sky in fiery caskets. They joined the fight against us and one of them, his huge fellow, killled Joplin with his bare hands, then he started to massacre armed forces. Last I saw, he was single-handedly decimating Sauron.” Tytus remarked.
“Hope it works this time,” Evenis hit the lock with the axe. It still didn’t bulge, “Stand back.” He told the two females.
Tytus turned around and looked at Iver, “Fuck, Morgoth. He’s probably too busy getting his ass handed to himself by whatever the fuck is up there. I don’t give a shit. We’re breaking all of them out and high-tailing it. If you try and pull some shit like you did back at the training fields, I’ll smoke your ass harder than a my own weed. You in or you out, shit-face?”
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"oh please, last time I did that was because I thought you guys are working for morgoth. Now, we need to weaken the locks before you can smash them, help me hold the ice queen on the lock so you can use her to smash all of the other locks" Iver said, still putting snow white's hand on the lock.
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"It'd be a better place to be than with a pedo like you." She remarked to Iver, listening to what Tytus and the others had to say, stepping back instinctively upon their command. How had all of this come to be? The capture, torture, the awakening, all of it. For nothing? "You must stay and fight. He is everything you are and everything you have. These people are not your family. He is. Your love and your life. How dare you abandon him when he needs you." she heard. But it wasn't from anyone she saw, in fact, it came from within.
"Yet why would you give up on a chance of freedom? Remember the rush you felt when you were let free? The colors you saw, the environment, everything! A wonder we cannot comprehend but would welcome. Choose Mirecyla. Choose. A different voice this time. Who were they? Why wouldn't they shut up? Over and over again the resonating sound of Choose Mirecyla. Choose Mirecyla. echoed through her heart, her head, pounding on her soul like a hammer on a piece of metal. When would it end? "shut up. Shut up. SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" she roared clutching her head in pain. The voices stopping.
""If I know anything about the Valar, the biggest muscular meaty one is called Tukus or something." She told the group confused on what went down inside of her. Before asking "What'd the dickthroddler do?"
"Yet why would you give up on a chance of freedom? Remember the rush you felt when you were let free? The colors you saw, the environment, everything! A wonder we cannot comprehend but would welcome. Choose Mirecyla. Choose. A different voice this time. Who were they? Why wouldn't they shut up? Over and over again the resonating sound of Choose Mirecyla. Choose Mirecyla. echoed through her heart, her head, pounding on her soul like a hammer on a piece of metal. When would it end? "shut up. Shut up. SHUT UP! SHUT UP!" she roared clutching her head in pain. The voices stopping.
""If I know anything about the Valar, the biggest muscular meaty one is called Tukus or something." She told the group confused on what went down inside of her. Before asking "What'd the dickthroddler do?"
"The question is will you allow us to roam free?"
Iver looked at the little brat screaming and hitting her head. "Seems like someone here can hear the sound of madness" he said.
”What sort of bullshit answer is that?” Joplin strengthened his grip on Arandil’s neck.
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”-fuckin’ ‘ell, you’re gonna wake up the whole damn place, Mirecyla, shut your fat mouth.” Equas said to her, covering his ears.
“Whoever that fellow is, he’s crushing Sauron,” Tytus said to Mirecyla.
“Crushing? The man was destroying him,” Evenis broke the axe on the fourth try, the handle flew off and hit the ground, “Fuck.”
Miriel spoke up, “What about the others? They’re still in sleep. We can’t carry them all?”
“I’m afraid we have to. No family left behind. We take them one at a time up to Berethor. He’s waiting around the back. Then we quickly find the room with Osman and Ilsa. We take out Osman and grab Ilsa then get out of here.” Tytus replied.
“Oi, don-“ Equas turned around and saw Iver trying to grab Thule. The Dalishman’s hand started to coat with crystalline ice, freezing over.
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”-fuckin’ ‘ell, you’re gonna wake up the whole damn place, Mirecyla, shut your fat mouth.” Equas said to her, covering his ears.
“Whoever that fellow is, he’s crushing Sauron,” Tytus said to Mirecyla.
“Crushing? The man was destroying him,” Evenis broke the axe on the fourth try, the handle flew off and hit the ground, “Fuck.”
Miriel spoke up, “What about the others? They’re still in sleep. We can’t carry them all?”
“I’m afraid we have to. No family left behind. We take them one at a time up to Berethor. He’s waiting around the back. Then we quickly find the room with Osman and Ilsa. We take out Osman and grab Ilsa then get out of here.” Tytus replied.
“Oi, don-“ Equas turned around and saw Iver trying to grab Thule. The Dalishman’s hand started to coat with crystalline ice, freezing over.
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"Nothing."
"I'll grow them back later" Iver said as he grabbed her and moved her toward the door, the pain slowly stopped as the nerves died.