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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

The Maia smacked Mirecyla and ripped the girl off her, tossing Mirecyla into a wall, breaking one of her ribs in the process.

Tytus smashed his mailed fist into the back of the Maiar’s head and pinned her to the ground, bashing her head in next to Mirecyla’s.

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A fireball erupted out of Thoruk’s hand, lingering above the skin as to not burn it. It was curled and whirled about in his palm.

”Who believed that I wasn’t?” Tulkas laughed and ripped some of Mairon’s hair out.

”EIGHT!!”

———

Morgoth quickly found Osman in his mind.

“Yes. You can. Enjoy yourself. Now, go.” He urged the Karoltai, speaking to him telepathically before grasping ahold of the last blade. He grimaced at the blackened material and shoved it into its sheath then cloaked it on his person.

He turned and made for the gate. Hesitated. Why was he doing this? Why did he care? He shouldn’t. Mairon was nothing to him. Just an Ainu too smart for his own good. He shouldn’t be bothered about his death.

”EIGHT!!”

He stood there as millions of thoughts ran through his mind. If he went out there he would die. If he ran, they’d hunt him down. If he stood his ground, they would break down the fortress and murder him. Tulkas, Manwë, Varda, Ulmo, Aüle, Yavanna, Oromë, Nessa, Vairë, Estë, Námo, Irmo, Nienna, they were all the same. Murderers. Monsters. Just like him. They deserved to be punished. He was the one to dispel justice. Not Eru. Not Mandos. He. He was the Judge. He was their Lord. The rightful King. And now they would kill Mairon. His Mairon. No, damn you Tulkas, you ungrateful haughty bastard. Why? Why did he care?

———-

”NINE!!!” Tulkas shouted and pressed the blade to Mairon’s throat, it pricked his skin, blood oozing out from the wound slowly.

Eönwë glanced at his brother and in his sad eyes a quick message passed to Mairon’s mind, ”Forgive me.” Eonwë shut them.

”TEN!!!!!”

The Gates to the Obsidian Fortress blew open.

”TUUUUUULKKAAAAAAAAAASSSSSS!!!!!“

It was a scream so horrible, so terrible in might, it created a tornado that dispelled forth from the citadel and blinded their eyes. In the shadow of that tornado was a moving tower of black armor and fire. All across the battlefield glimpsed the orange glow of his flaming Vala Wings in the settling dust before they disappeared leaving behind a mountain of black, a dark sea with a shield like that of a stormcloud and a crown of steel. His face was both beautiful and horrid to behold, the mere sight of him sending fear through even Stadus, the Captain of Tulkas’ Champions. In his right hand he bore a mace, the mightiest the likes any of them had ever beheld; it was the Hammer of the Underworld. It was Grond.

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"Were not leaving just yet damn fool. We go out of sight, and ambush him when the time is right. We have to knock him out unconscious."
 
"Ow, yeah ok, note to self. Go after the sword first." Mirecyla would say to herself, clutching her stomach as she looked at the fallen maiar next to her, disgusting. Snorting she would spit on the maids face going to stand up slowly.
 
Sigeric stared at the Vala with cold contempt as his countdown resumed. He had no doubt that Tulkas would carry out his threat. It was clear that he held little to no regard for any of their lives. One didn't need to read his thoughts to know that. Sigeric wondered whether he could use the ability in the from of a Giant. It would be valuable in pinpointing Iver's exact location, and perhaps the intentions of their foes. And allies. He reached out, probing the area of the fortress in which the opposing Giants had entered, as well as the minds of those nearby.

Sigeric's focus was broken as the gates to the imposing fortress swung open, and the Dark Enemy set his foot upon the ashen plains of Mordor. Ah, so the conceited bastard had only been waiting for the most dramatic possible timing. Sigeric summoned a pocket of armor at his waist in which to hold the crystal, and carried his spear with two hands. The tip of the weapon began to morph, expanding into the head of a warhammer.
 
”I can fucking hear you!” Joplin shouted at the jungle. “You’re all liars. Fuck this, I’m out.”

Then it went silent. There was a slight splash and Arandil only heard the wind afterwards as well as the chirping of insects as the sun was setting in the west.

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———-

Tytus kicked her and kept her down, the Maia unwilling to stand and fight. He looked at Mirecyla after saving her useless ass, “You know a thank you would be appreciated.”

Behind Tytus, another guard raised their blade to strike him down. Mirecyla saw the striker rising up.

Elsewhere, Thule was concentrating on cracking down another cell when a Guard came up behind her. Miriel tackled him, locking her legs around his neck and strangling him. Iver saw they were struggling without abilities since that one man, somehow, turned them off.

“I can’t. Lasser is on that side and my ice cannot touch him. He is invincible to us,” Thule told Iver.

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———

Glorfindel, Celeborn, Zaro, Harros, Karstir and the remainder of the elves watched as Morgoth Bauglir, the tormentor of their entire species, the slayer of millions Noldor emerged from the Black Fortress.

“Stand back.” Celeborn ordered them. “Back to the hill. Let Tulkas fight him.”

The Dalishman heard a number of voices.

—-

“Eat shit.”
“Fuck-fuck-f-fuck-“
“We need to leave, now.”
“Urgh-“
“Damn, monsters-“
“I did not sign up for this.”
“Fucking Morgoth, rëëëëëëëëëëëëë-“
“Damn, Ice Queen-“

—-

The last he recognized as Iver’s. However, as his warhammer began to harden, another voice screamed out from the north, behind Sigeric.

”FALSE NOBLE. LET’S SETTLE THIS ONCE AND FOR ALL!”

The Destroyer Giant yelled. Before Sigeric could even react, a catapult’s worth of rocks slammed into his back, sending him toppling forward.

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"lesser get out of the way so Thule can freeze those assholes" Iver said rushing to help miriel and beat that fcking Maia.
 
Tytus turned and saw the assailant. Mirecyla’s fist hit the chest plate and cracked with pain. Her height made it difficult to fight. The guard bashed her with the shield and brought the sword down on her just as Tytus screamed.

A localized sound wave blasted both Mirecyla and the guard. The girl was knocked to the side by it and the Guard hit into a couple Protos and other Maia as she flew back.

Lasser couldn’t hear anything over the sounds of the prison riot, he was punched in the face and knocked out by someone and the next thing everyone knew, their powers were back.

Ten Maia were instantly crushed in that moment by a mixture of Protos.

Miriel’s rage returned but she hampered it down, choking the Maia with her thighs wrapped around his throat. As Iver rushed forward he felt a kick in his boots and the next thing he knew everyone around him was slower. The entire fight appeared awkward and weird as if the people there were controlled by puppeteers to Iver’s eyes. Miriel was strangling the Maia slowly and the Maia was pulling out some sort of dagger and moving it to stab Miriel’s leg. It all occurred so slowly. What was happening to them? Or was it to him?

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Sigeric rose to his feet, turning to face the new threat in the form of an old rival. "I would be most happy to oblige, Grommie." he said, in a deceptively polite tone with an undercurrent of icy malice. "I did not expect you to be in the service of Morgoth, but neither can I claim to be entirely surprised. I tolerated you for quite a while on that island, though it appears that you've lost your usefulness." The Guardian ran forward, seeking to close the distance before the Destroyer could prepare another salvo. He tried to take advantage of any nearby differences in elevation as he approached, using the hills as cover. As he ran, Sigeric tapped into his remaining strength to create armor covering
the front of his torso, face, and limbs.
 
The Guardian Giant’s last energy left him as his skin hardened. The hill’s ridge was the only cover and Sigeric would have to climb to reach it. That would leave him vulnerable to another throw.

’ON THE CONTRARY. GRIMNIR IS NO LONGER LIVING. IT’S YOUR OLD PAL, OZZIE. SAY HI TO BERRA FOR ME. SHE HAD THE BEST ASS IN ARDA, TOO BAD YOU’LL BE JOINING HER!!!”

Rocks pelted the Guardian’s armor as the Destroyer unleashed another barrage. The hardened skin dented but did not rip, however, exposed parts in Sigeric’s armor were broken and his warhammer was hit by a boulder, cracking it in half. It fell over and landed on the ground behind, Sigeric. Now he had half a stick and another two hundred meters to close between Osman and him.

Glorfindel turned around and grimaced at the sight of the Destroyer. He took a step forward but Celeborn stopped him, “You’re of no aid dead, Glorfindel. We must make ourselves scarce in order to survive this ordeal and give meaning to the many that died here today.”
“I won’t run.” Glorfindel spoke.
“Then don’t. Be vigilant.” Celeborn told him. With that, the elf ran off, ascending the hill.

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What was Ha'zi doing here, waiting for Cardiloc to say something? Obviously his friend wanted to talk with him about everything that transpired, but it took the Dunlending longer than Iver deciding he needed to shower to form a sentence or say something, anything. It didn't matter. He had to do his mission now. At long last, a way came to him. Yes. Yes, that would wo---

"SHHIIIIIITTTT!" Ha'zi shouted, unable to keep back his frustration at the sight of his target come in such a terrible way out of his fortress. It was both beautiful and frightening and so overwhelming, the sight of Melkor. But he couldn't really savor that thought. He failed. Ha'zi failed his mission. And now Melkor Bauglir was loose, and Ha'zi watched with wide eyes at the events before him, unsure of what to do against such reckless hate.[user avatar="https://cravatar.eu/helmavatar/Captain_Aasim/74.png" name="Captain_Aasim"]12253360[/user]
 
"Fucking shit! I'm done with the bullshit. Go fucking die in a hole you craven scumbag and choke on a horse cock." She would say standing up while nursing her hand. "Who's damn idea was this, i swear to god ill kick you in the cunt so hard your dad will feel it." She would say, feeling her powers come back to her "Shits about to get real, ready your asshole cause here comes the rape train." She would cross her hands in an X at the maia and do the suck it sign as she approached him/her using her magic to cause all kinds of scary stuff. Meanwhile she looked for a fallen sword or other weapon.
 
"So damn fool of the took, are we going to let him go? No, fucking follow me we ambush him on sight. Got it?Now fucking move your ass."
 
"slowmotion" "what the fck?" Iver said as time slowed down for the second time today. He moved toward the Maia and tried to take his dagger.
 
”Oh Illúvatar....” the female Maia said backing up as the child approached her. Why was she so fearful of it? Look at its weird gestures! It’s lewd bloodthirsty face! She quivered in fear and crumpled up on the ground, crying.

Mirecyla found the Maia’s sword next to her, on the floor.

Iver grasped ahold of the dagger. It resembled one he’d seen months ago on the island. The Maiar-blade. The one that Sigeric had used to stab the Trickster, the one that Sigeric had also used to kill Ilmarë, his love.

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———-

When Daugo and Arandil looked out to the cliff again, they saw no sign of the man.

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A steady stream of yellowish liquid spread throughout Dimitri’s garments as he lay there on the hill watching the fight. He had pissed himself. And enjoyed it.

”MOOOOOORRGOOOTH! Ha Ha Ha!”

Tulkas laughed, mockingly as he hauled Sauron up by his hair and tossed him aside to the elves, ”Keep your eyes on that one. I have plans for him after this.”

Mairon landed in the dirt, surrounded by Noldor who dragged him away and pinned him down higher up on the hilltop.

“I want you to watch as your Master is defeated. I want you to see Tulkas destroy him. Then, we’ll turn you over to Tulkas so he can put you down like the rabid dog you are, Sauron.” Harros said to him.

Down on the battlefield, the Champions of Tulkas moved aside and Eönwë backed up at the sight of Morgoth. The two Vala eyed one another for a moment in silence before one spoke up.

”You look worse than an orc. What happened to you in the Void?” Tulkas half-heartedly joked.

Morgoth sneered and rushed forward, unwilling to speak, his movements concentrated and precise as his mace was raised. The very ground shook as he strode forth, earthquakes created by his mere prescence. He reached Tulkas in a matter of seconds and his hammer fell on the Vala’s shoulder.

Grond bounced off and flew out of Morgoth’s hands upon contact with Tulkas’ skin. The Vala smiled and raised his fist before stating, ”You’ve grown old and weak.” and smashing it into Morgoth’s chest, sending him tumbling backward. The Dark Lord recovered and his frown deepened.

”I’m am merely out of practice.” He managed to grunt out.

”Then let me put you back into shape!” Tulkas roared fiercely and charged Morgoth with his fists readied.

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"Fucking find that cunt, I don't know if the captain made it back to any Gondorian Camps yet. Hurry up, if this fucktard goes beyond Gondor and goes to lands far beyond like Rohan the horse masters are fucked." #BlameArandil
 
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