Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-25356210-20160307203945/@comment-25356210-20160311005925

Tybereous wrote: Tybereous, who is still listening from the shadows a few feet away, smiles sadly to himself. ''They are more blessed than they know. My life is a curse. I know that when I die, I will go to the Iron Hells without even a thought from Mandos. They leave Middle Earth. My scars still burn with Hellfire...and Morgoth no doubt continues to curse me and laugh from his inescapable prison, for mine will be more secure than his.'' Mercenary sences him, and looks over at his invisible form. "Tybereous, come. I need to speak with you..."

She leaves her kebab and mango juice on the sitting log.