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Post by Ratha on Sept 14, 2008 12:40:53 GMT -5
OOC: Note - Topic Contains Mature Content
Ratha's invisible eyes, swept the frontiers of his frozen kingdom. He flew along the warmer Southern regions of his kingdom, flying over small settlements and hunting parties and he could feel their fear. He had been feeling different recently. He had been reveling less in peoples pain and fear. He had regained the use of subtle emotions. Such as annoyance and, dare he even think it, contentedness. Sure he had been wearing his ring less recently, but the process of being a ringwraith could not be undone, could it? The most embarrassing of his emotions was definitely Lust. Why of all the horrible human emotions did he feel lust. Ringwraiths had no need for sexual relations. They used it as a tool, a way to bend people to their will. But recently he had been enjoying it. He tried to not but it was so hard. He hadn't enjoyed anything since he was a king and it scared him. He sighed an unheard sigh and turned to land his trusty dragon. He had been studying recently. He had been busy. He knew of the location of two palantirs and he needed to prepare himself for their retrieval. One of his greatest dislikes was involved. And he needed to unwind he liked the sourthen regions if he looked at the mountains he could almost be back in Morder in the good old days. Ah now those were the days........ G*d damn it! What emotion was that?
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Post by Morwen on Sept 14, 2008 16:44:30 GMT -5
Kalidul shivered and pulled her tattered balck cloak around her tighter. Her blank eyes survaged the frozen ground as she tried to rememebr what it was she was looking for so desperately. She did not turn back to look back the way she had come; some leagues from the last tiny village but she wanted to.
She missed other people; she feeling of being cared for by someone. Of course her mind held no such recolections but her heart and body told her otherwise. People just looked at her with fear...she didn't know why. She hugged herself tightly; partly from the empty feeling inside and partly the biteing cold.
Suddenly she dropped into a crouch and picked up a hefty stone as a rabbit hopped blithly into veiw. Her dark auburn hair; now a matted curtain fell slightly across one of her hazel eyes but she did not move not wanting to scare her dinner off.
A shadow fell accross her and the rabbit squealed in fear and ran into its hole. She stood with annoyance before falling back with a gasp as a huge....well the only word was beast turned to land a short distance from her. Her entire being told her to flee as the rabbit had; yet she held her ground; gripping the rock tighter and hitching her torn dress back up over her shoulder. Her eyes narrowed as she tried to work out what the beast was and if it would harm her.
Myabe it would help her remember whatever it was she had forgotten.
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Post by Ratha on Sept 15, 2008 1:34:26 GMT -5
Ratha inhaled the frozen air he could feel something. But it was not frightened, it was..... curious. He should be terrifying in presence alone and this intrigued him. He looked around for what or who was watching him. Sure enough a small distance away was a human woman, bedraggled and dressed in black rags. Ratha could feel power inside her. Power and knowledge. He slowly dismounted his scaly steed and turned to the woman. He noticed she was pretty. Under the thick caking of mud and grime she was a very beautiful woman. And in his current rather mortal mood he was .... aroused by this. Calm down he told himself you are a symbol of fear and evil. He stood nor far from the woman and said in his kindest voice "Who are you? What are you doing? And why are you not afraid?"
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Post by Morwen on Sept 15, 2008 12:14:45 GMT -5
Kalidul hid her shock as what she had thought to be part of the creature dismounted and turned to her. As it approched her she furiousely racked her brains as to what it might posibly be and came up with nothing. She did not feel fear of it or its creature; in fact she felt some strange affinity to the beast though she did not know why.
She presumed the figure cloked in black like herself was its master; how else could you control such a fearsome creature? The figure was hooded and she found herself wishing she could see its face; she felt an odd cumpolsion to go and lift its hood and half took an involentary step foreward before it spoke.
"Who are you? What are you doing? And why are you not afraid?"
"But for the last I could ask you the same stranger." She declared boldly though she warmed to his tone; yet experiance had taught her not to trust and so her hazel eyes flashed and she drew herself up to her full height with an unsiouse nobel presance. "I am Kalidul; the woman in black, and you?"
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Post by Ratha on Sept 15, 2008 14:35:59 GMT -5
Ratha was slightly taken aback by the boldness of this cloaked woman. She stood up to her full height and he could feel her exerting her unknown authority. He gave a little chuckle a dark sinister sound, he answered to one authority, and that was only when he called him. She said her name as though he should know it. He did not, but there was something to this woman he could not place, he was going to keep her, he was going to take her home with him, even if his hunch was wrong she could probaly amuse for an afternoon in one of the Fortresses' many dungeons. He had to use the old magic, to prove to himself he wasn't going soft. He had to be careful though, the Black Breath could kill people just by terror. He had killed a troublemaker only the day before with it. He rose up to an impressive height as the land around the pair suddenly became dark and so much colder. He said in a icy voice dripping with contempt and cruelty "I am Ratha, Second of the Nazgül, Right hand man to Khamül, King of the Nazgül and ruler of Angmar. I am the lord of the Land called Forodwaith, the very land you stand on. I have 4000 warriors at my beck and call and in my thousands of years of life have killed more men then you have hairs on you body. I have rode the winds with my dragon, fought alongside Sauron and have watched the peoples of this land slowly corrupt and kill each other to the same level as their so called enemies. I am hated and feared by nearly every being on this world." He looked down on her as he had advanced so they were almost touching. He slowly drew his knife and cut a strand of hair lying across her face he then made it turn to ash in his hands and disappear into the wind. Ha, he thought how was that for a bit of the old magic. For Saurons sake! Was he feeling proud now?
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Post by Morwen on Sept 15, 2008 15:40:04 GMT -5
Kalidul felt a growing aprehension within her as he anvanced until the sound of her heart thundered on the cold air. She knew he could hear it. A shiver ran down her spine as he laughed; partly from fear and partly from some emotion that she could not name. A mixture of excitment and wamth in her stomach. Suddenly the world became much darker and her puplis contracted with real fear for the first time. She felt like nothing in the face of his power; yet she did not cower before him but kept looking at him straight in where his face should be.
Yet beneath her fear there soon became a real puzzelemnt. He strung off the names as if they were important; as if other people would respect and fear them, but she had no idea what he was talking about.
Wait...did he say dragon? Why did she know that word?....Was that creature a dragon?...
A knife was being held in front of her eyes and she stifeled a gasp. Ratha cut her hair and it turned to dust, and this time she could not stifel a gasp. What had she let herself in for?
"I don't know any of those people or places you mentioned" She managed to get out eventually. "And as for feared; I do not fear you, you have done nothing so far to arouse my fear..." Why did she say arouse? That wasn't a word she'd normally use. "And if you
are really Lord of this land then i would be pleased if you could direct me to an inn of some sort." She bit her tounge from screaming and waited for him to speak.
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Post by Ratha on Sept 16, 2008 1:18:11 GMT -5
Ragatha was impressed by her resilience but fear was something not easily hidden. He could feel it rolling off her like a heat wave. He was surprised, she new nothing of himself or the shared history of middle earth. In fact she knew nothing at all and that was really quite interesting. He would take her back to his Fortress and conduct a few experiments on her. He noticed a few other emotions coming off her, interest and possibly a hint of lust. He gave another chuckle and said "An Inn? You are coming with me to Minas Forochel my Fortress in the north."
He then turned on his heel clicked at his mighty beast and mounted it. He sat waiting for her.
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Post by Morwen on Sept 16, 2008 10:51:47 GMT -5
OOC: Ragatha; are you planning on Ratha haveing a body under those robes?
IC: Kalidul trembled. She couldn't go with him. He would kill her or worse. Do I have a choice?
Yet her feet carried her towards him despite her self. She felt oddly attracted him and what he seemed to offer. Maybe he could help her? Yes that was the reason she was walking towards him. And his last laugh hadn't seemed cruel; merely amused...
She stopped at the head of the dragon and made a low bow, bareing her soft neck to its teeth. She raised her head and looked it straight in the eyes as if adressing an equal. "If you are truly a Dragon; then: why i do not reMember, you are a great creature worthy of all respect." She bowed again and then made her way round to Ratha and climbed up behind him, gripping the dragon's scaley sides with her legs, not touching him. "Your generosity is great indeed my Lord. Thankyou." she replied courteousely.
Why did I bow to the dragon or say that?
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Post by Ratha on Sept 16, 2008 12:57:19 GMT -5
ooc: Yes, he will have a sort of body. A sort of grey human body. No looking at the face though, it is his 'hook'.
Ratha watched in silence as she strode towards him suddenly turning to his mount and talking to it. Interesting, Ratha thought, she had learnt the ways of the Dragon. He watched her mount respectfully and without realizing it placed herself on the comfortable part of the dragon. Ratha knew that he had made quite a find this women was quite amazing she knew things. Things that would help him. He clicked at his mount and flicked the reins. His mount beat it's wings and took off, swiftly gaining speed and altitude. The freezing air of his frozen kingdom rippled through his black robe and he urged his beast on faster and faster. Soon on the horizon the towering stone fortress of Minas Forochel came into view. Ratha aimed his flying steed for a high platform where the dragon lived. He descended towards the platform and landed with a thump. A crew of his trusty orcs ran forward to take the beast. They held on as Ratha dismounted and turned waiting for Kalidul. The orcs gave the dragon a sheep to keep it occupied, it often ate the keepers. As it munched happily the orcs started to clean and groom it. One of them suddenly stopped, and started staring at Kalidul. He looked away quickly before his master saw and slunk off to shovel the steaming mound the dragon had just dropped.
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Post by Morwen on Sept 16, 2008 13:40:16 GMT -5
OOC: 'hook' is that slang? could you be sliiiightly more precise lol
Kalidul exilerated in the wind rushing past her hair as she clung to the dragonand smiled with excitement. Minas Forochel came into veiw and she marveled at its size and magnificence. This stranger must not have been makeing idel boasts when he spoke of his power; she felt flattered and aprehensive at the same time that he had decided to notice her and take her here. As they came into land she lost her balance slightly and fell against him for a split second. Yet the contact left her flushed and breathless.
Why was she feeling this way?
She dimounted gracefully from the dragon and bowed to it once more, she turned away and found herself face to face with an orc stareing at her. A look of distaste flashed through her eyes but she stifeled it quickly and half ran over to Ratha feeling defiled in some way.
"You have a beutiful home my lord." she breathed next to him feeling again that magnitism he had over her.
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Post by Ratha on Sept 16, 2008 14:05:09 GMT -5
ooc: of course it is his dramatic edge. His 'hook', it is the reason he seems that bit more sinister. The man with no face.
Ratha looked over at her as she tried to stifle the disgust she felt for orcs. Even he had to admit his own breed were more than average in the ugly factor, even for orcs. However he noticed that one of his orcs was being discourteaus to his new guest. Impudence was unacceptable here in Minas Forochel and had to be dealt with swiftly. He turned to the orc and quickly walked up to him as he was shovelling. He gave him a swift boot in the behind and watched as he sailed over the lip of the platform falling on to the hard ice at the bottomn screaming as he went. The only way he kept his workforce under control was through fear and his lap-dogs and he much preferred fear. He turned to Kalidul and said "Please ignore the underlings, they are truly horrific but they are incredibly useful. This is not my home this is mealy the place I live and conduct business, my home is far away. Come with me I wish to talk you about certain matters. Come." He lead her down the spiraling staircase which led down to his quarters in the middle of the Fortress. He turned to her finally in his rooms and moved towards the sofas he kept. This room was the only properly heated room in the castle, the underfloor heating keeping it warm all the time. Ratha was a being from Mordor after all. He was becoming more and more aroused now as the woman called Kalidul came to his inner sanctum. The place few people entered and fewer left alive.
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Post by Morwen on Sept 16, 2008 14:38:12 GMT -5
ooc: Ahhhhh of course. Sorry wasn't thinking....i have a very imature group of freinds; i'v learnt to expect the worst lol
Kalidul did not flinch or even look sligtly intrested in the death of the orc; it did not efect her but to remind her of Ratha's power here; but she did not fear for herself.
She listened instead with intrest as he explained that he did not live here and wondered what he wanted to talk to her about. As they delved deeper into the fortress she was rememinded of the last time she had been in a big building. She had been acting as a servent untill she left in high temper. The memory of clean clothes, batheing and a soft bed made her close her eyes and sigh involentary.
She followed after him down the wideing staircase and stopped at the bottem as the heat assailed her. She flushed and her lips parted as the heat steeped into her body.
Though she did not remember it Kalidul was of Rhunish oragin and the heat was welcomed after the months she had trecked through the frozen north. She shed her black cloak; her dress hanging off on shoulder, as she walked over and sat beside him on the sofa sinking into it with a smile. Her eyes travleved over him and again she felt that throb of what she had decided must be desire.
"You wished to talk to me my lord?" she asked
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Post by Ratha on Sept 16, 2008 15:10:59 GMT -5
ooc: No worries, I have exactly the same problem.
Ratha watched from inside his hood as she shed her cloak and he had to admire her shapely gorgeous body. As she sat down beside him he placed his very ordinary hand on her shoulder and then touched the strap holding her dress. "Yes, You know many things, you are resilient, strong and powerful and I want to see what you know. But first of all I wish to satisfy your needs. I am your host after all. What could you possibly desire? Food? Clothes? Jewelry? Or perhaps something a little more basic?" And with that slowly pulled the strap down so her dress was hanging of one shoulder. He waited and sat.
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Post by Morwen on Sept 16, 2008 15:33:41 GMT -5
Kalidul felt herself repsond to his touch instinctively and lent slightly towards him. At the mention of food she was slightly distratced. She hadn't eaten in days; het she was pulled sharply back to the present as his hand brushed her bare skin as he pulled down her dress strap. She gasped and her eyes closed with desire as he did so
Now i know why he wanted me to come here...
He removed his hand and she opened her eyes slowly and looked at his hooded face "I know nothing" she whispered and pulled her dress off her other shoulder
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Post by Ratha on Sept 17, 2008 8:01:55 GMT -5
He watched with great admiration as she exposed herself to him. Her two perfect breasts pale in the semi-darkness of the room. He put his hand forward and gently caressed them. Giving the ends a gentle squeeze he lent forward and inhaled her womanly smell as he slowly massaged her. She was lying of course. She had to be but he could glean the truth out of her later after he had given her what she desired. He turned he round so she was facing away from him. He started massaging her back digging into all the knots built up from walking many miles. He once again caressed her and he ran his hands down her body before massaging again.
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