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VENTURES INTO THE REMOTE (RP)

"Food? That sounds great" he'd mumble to himself as they walk on. At their destination, infront of a well-built dwarf with a big belly they'd stop. "I'm merely a dwarf like you are my brothers, nothing more and nothing less. I am honored and honestly also enjoy to be treated this way, but there is no need my fellow brothers. Just see me as a friend, aye?" he'd ask into the round, before looking at the big one infront of him. "At your disposal brother. How can I help y'all?" he'd ask, scratching his beard a bit.

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Tamara, still frozen due to her own fear of events that unfolded so quickly would hear the cracking. "Maybe? Try and look?" she'd think, trying to move a small bit,yet not sure if this action would be the smartest. "Slowwww" she'd think.
 
"Tis nothing but a flesh wound" he'd think to himself as the lizard clawed him. If he could, Mateus would go to swing himself so that he was laying on the back of the lizard with his hands still wrapped around his neck, but if he couldn't he would go to punch it in its eye
 
"Oh don't worry about that. I have a secret way in. It's called being a fucking Vala." A pair of black spectacles appeared on Orome's face whilst a distant shout sounded 'Yeaaaaaoowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww' with the CSI: Miami theme following suit.

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A myriad of shouts and demands came from the surrounding dwarves until the chief of the guild bashed his fist down on the stone brick table whilst shouting, "'ERE! 'ERE!!"

Once they'd calmed down he proceeded to address Thoruk.

"Ironbeard, Chosen Warrior of the Clans!" The dwarves beat their chests in salute. "We are humbled by your presence and request to perform some...tests."

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Tamara managed to glance out of the small area beneath the armpit and saw, much to her surprise, a gondorian wrestling some sort of oversized...gecko?

It slowly meandered in her direction, its body decaying whilst the man pulled at its neck. He was a guard. One of those that she had seen with the black capes. It appeared he was hurting the gecko. She noticed its eyes and for a brief moment it glanced back at her. She was reminded of that man's eyes. The one who had protected her from the jail guard with the dagger....

Mateus managed to wrangle a hold on its back but not yank it upward and flip it over. Instead, he landed a direct hit on its right eye.

Eye contact was broken between Tamara and the lizard as the gondorian guard bashed a hand into its eye, blood and other liquid oozing out. It was horrible. The lizard made some sort of groan and moved faster, slithering towards Tamara...

What would she do? It was coming for her? Was it going to attack her? What about the guard? She was trapped underneath the armpit? Could she run for it? Why did it have similar eyes to that man who saved her? What would Tamara do?!

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"Why ye asking lad?" He said putting the letter away? He walked up to them with a slow paced walk.
"I need to know why ye asking before I can answer thy simple question."
 
"what the fuck" Iver thought to himself as the lame reference that wasn't even good enough to exist music played and Orome did a stupid face with something black on his face, was it suppose to be glasses?.
 
"Who's yo daddy?" The Trickster asked.

"My father was slain by the hand of the treacherous Sauron. I will avenge him!" Telimekhtar broke out into monologue.

"Jesus Christ," Orome shook his head and the glasses disappeared. The soundtrack faded and then he looked to Iver. "You ready? He is. And I sure as hell don't wanna waste time."

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"It's called an introduction," The man matched Arandil's pace and met him with proferred hand. "Don't they have those in...wherever you come from?"

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He would shake the man's hand saying."Sadly we do, for everyone. My name is Arandil son of Leanor of Ithilien. And who are you, if you don't mind me asking?"
 
"Oof, then I guess I'll have to be their chosen warrior and not a normal dwarf." he'd think, coughing a bit before asking "And what kind of tests do you need to do my brothers?" he'd ask, not knowing of what exactly would await him. Maybe only some strength tests? Maybe only some demonstrations of his powers? He was interested enaugh to stay quiet and wait for an answer.

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"W-what is this" she'd mutter in fear, trying to hide again before looking into its eyes. "Could it be...?"she muttered,"They talked about transforming earlier... and this giant didn't kill me either" she'd think, looking at the corpse around her, backing off with a quiet "Ewww" before realising that this... thing was coming closer, closer than she'd like it. "O-oh no" she'd try and get out of it's way as fast as possible.Yet, would her fear allow her to dodge it?
 
Seeing how well his punch worked Mateus would go to punch the ye once more, but this time keep his fist inside and attest to grab ahold. Then he would slide to the right and go to dig his feet into the ground and yank its head backwards, grunting with the effort
 
"Don't worry about it, kiddo. You've got," Orome smiled at the invisible camera, "The Trickster!"

The Avengers Theme begins to play audibly.

Iver and Telimekhtar stare at each other in confusion before the Trickster snaps his fingers and everything goes black as they move through space and time.

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"Berethor, son of someone," Arandil felt a firm grip. "I am," The man paused, "One of them. And Ethilion? Where's that?" Arandil noticed something strangely familiar about his face.

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"We'd like you to showcase your...um...specialties..." The Chieftan managed to cough up.

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The serpent slithered forward, yanking Mateus along with it as his fist went straight into its dislodged eyeball and began to scour through its brains. It was absolutely gory and Tamara was witness to it all as the creature inadvertly blocked her in. She'd have to leap over it and the guard if she wanted to run or back up into the armpit but then it could trap her inside and attack her!

What would she do?

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Sigeric looked at the creature that Evenis had become with equal parts pity and contempt. Was this what resulted when one transformed without energy? He saw that the Gondorians whom he had ordered to catch it were now attempting to restrain it. He turned back to Berethor. "I did not take Mirecy. As far as I can tell, the Gondorians captured her without our knowledge. That being said, I don't plan to release her until you and your accomplices release Marco." He issued an extra order to the soldiers that were going after Evenis:

TAKE HIM ALIVE.
 
Upon hearing this new command, Shin immediately went after it- however, he was temporarily stalled as he tripped over his crossbow. Recovering quickly, the ranger got up with no regards to the damage done to himself and the wrecked weapon, and finally ran after the mentally impaired Lovecraftian monster. Unsheathing his short blade, Shin would go to viciously stab at the creature once close enough, as his comrade continued to wrestle bloodily.
 
"Aye, I'll show whatever possible, but some things require to much power to use them in this form." he'd say, then putting of his hand armor and put his hands both infront of the chieftan. He'd try and and grow a flame, big enaugh to see in one hand. And a ball of lightnings in the other hand. "Yet it would be better to show most things on open space, so I can show them with more power instead of this size" he'd say, looking into his hands, creating two fists and letting the two elements vanish just like a wizard of some sort, then opening his hands again. Due to the tickling in his hands and the two different elements he would wonder. "A fire that would stun enemies? Would something like that be possible of some sort Irdis?" he'd think. "I've learned a lot from ya. I'd be glad if ya'd know about things like crossing certain elements that don't fit aswell,aye? If ya have some ideas share them. Maybe water and fire to create some sort of steam or earth and fire to create lava myself?" he'd think while looking at the chieftan, waiting for their reaction aswell.

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Without realy thinking, driven by the fear to be eaten by this thing alive she'd try and jump, her feet hopefully following her thoughts.
 
Mateus would keep digging into the brain until he found a purchase or until he found the shifter itself, still attempting to throw it onto its back or even pin it to the ground.
 
Iver got slightly tired of the trickster trying to do whatever he was trying to do and just confuse everyone around him. He started to believe that maybe Varda was right and her little brother is crazy. But it didn't matter because he just got fucking teleported, probably to the place which is the most dangerous for him to go to because Orome wanted to find his daddy.
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Radmir heard the command and he tried to follow it, really. It was just that his legs gave up and fell down, not being able to chase the lizard monster.
 
Dimitri awoke. No. Not merely rousing from sleep. But the awakening of his true self, his buried self from within his consciousness.

He was trapped within some sort of cage and his memory was blank. The last thing he remembered was slaying his father...

No...
Manwë...
He had done this to him....

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Dimitri looked around at his surroundings. Another cage, another sentence in a hellish realm. Damn Manwe, damn Valinor! This was no paradise, this was a graveyard. Here lied to sanity and hope of the world. This torture would never end, not unless he could get himself out. He felt like something was missing, some memories of a glorious thing he should hate.
Ale, thats what it was. He missed that sweet nectar, especially that stuff from Bree. What he would do to taste it again...

Snap out of it, boy. Look for a way out.

The voice was right. He needed to get out and find a way off the island. Or, if he could, find Eru Illuvatar himself. So, he did what he was told. He began to try to find a way out.
 
Dimitri found himself chained to the floor as he attempted to free himself. The cage was set dead center in the middle of a large gallery. It was as if he were the main attraction yet there were no others around him. A chandelier illuminated by an unearthly glow was raised above his cage. Runes adorned the walls and in the shadows, he saw pieces of art. Relics telling ancient stories of the Ainur.

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Iver, Telimekhtar and Orome stood in a vast hall sheathed in gold and silver. No signs of life were present.

"The eternal prisons are through there," The Trickster indicated a humungous double-doorway. "We are in a less traveled path of Manwe's Palace. I'll find my sister. You two secure your friend. If you need help, pray for me and I shall come." And without another word, the Trickster vanished.

"Move." The Son of Tulkas ordered Iver as he strode towards the double-doors.

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"Why create lava when you can control it?" Thoruk heard the little voice of Irdis reply. "It's everywhere. Feel the ground beneath you, Thoruk."

A couple of gasps of surprise erupted as Thoruk put on a fire show for the engineers.

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"Marco? Marco's dead..." Berethor replied to Sigeric's statement in confusion. "What are you...wait...Sigeric? Is that you?" Berethor touched his forehead with gestation. How did he know his name?

Meanwhile, Keratos jumped the snake's tail and ripped it off whilst Kurio stamped his cane down on one of its wriggling fingers. Mateus' hand broke through something and he felt warmth under all the sickly blood, his fingers wrapped ahold of a wiry substance...like hair....

Suddenly, Shin leaped on it and started stabbing the beast.

Tamara dashed past. She was swift but one of the guards barreled into her. A man who was badgering the gecko with a knife. His face was murderous and slick with blood as the lizard halted its movement. Tamara fell back and Shin was knocked by their blow as each collided into one another. Mateus felt the lizard go limp.

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