“We all hate Angmar.”

> floor. The charming as ever Sauron. had helped to clean and bandage my wound. Kissing the top of my uninjured hand, he brought >

> out a beautiful ring, and asked me if I would accept such a thing. I questioned him seriously, was this to be some sort of proposal? No. >

> It was to seal our bloody deal, and I accepted. The day he had departed, I had felt the changes that were going around me, and even >

> those inside me. Ard the Vain had become Ard |Once| Vain, and from then I took more time to myself, sheathing my form into beautiful >

> dark armor. There once more, was I the Quiet one in the tongue of my own court, as I continued to reside in Vamag, maintaining my rule >

> through my trusted minions, and opposing the Númenorean regime. [S.A. 2280] Another plan of mine was to ake Umbar from the hands of >

> the Dúnedain. My army was smaller, and the damn Dúnedain managed to turn the battle against |me|. I retreated from my kingdom, and >

> set up rule in central Near Harad at the hold of Lugarlur on the south bank of the Harnen. For the next nine hundred eighty one years, >

> I, until the foolish Ar-Pharazôn invaded in 3261. There, Sauron. surrendered, and I found myself moving into his realm. A >

> hiss was heard, and I snapped out of my own thoughts. I had expected to look at myself and see a chalky, ugly, old woman. But my Lord >

> can keep his end of the deal, and he could do more if he had what belonged to him. As time went on, I knew what we had sealed with our >

> blood bond, and who could refuse him? Under that armor, I saw the beautiful hair he had when we had first met, and that silky voice that >

> could make Black Speech become the music that was probably heard during the beginning ~ Ainulindalë. His footsteps echoes, and they >

> were loud. The growl he elicited echoed, too. It was then that the Lord we looked up to had sat in his magnificent throne, and all nine >

> of us, his Dark-Riders, knew exactly what his plan was. It made me smile beneath my armor. The time to bind the rest was coming close.}

[[[ End Solo. TBC. ]]]

"I refuse to ever be caught on a motorcycle holding onto Angmar. No woman in their right mind would do such a thing."

{Saunters off, back into the shadows.}