Thread:Aramirtheranger/@comment-25975584-20160418030428/@comment-25975584-20160420223819

Aramirtheranger wrote: He does so, blade drawn. He sees an older man sitting at a desk, busy writing in a large tome of some sort. The man looks up, before going back to writing again.

"So it is you, I hoped it would work, and apparently it did. My revenge is at last complete, every last scion of that worthless house is dead, or as good as dead. Oh, how I spent years looking for the man that fled, knowing he would choose a spot like home. So, I ravaged the coasts of Gondor, pillaging, and burning; looking for him! He is dead now, I tore his head off in front of you, after cutting down your mother of course. But, I thought to myself, "what should I do with his children?" Then I realized, do to them what they had done to me, and mine!" He laughs madly.

"So I dragged his bloodline through the mud, turned you, his little brat into a younger me, and kept you thinking all your kin were dead! My revenge is masterful, complete, utter! My people gaze in awe at the man they call The Veangeful! Now, strike me down boy, give in, become me! Become a monster!" He is now laughing in an even more disturbing fashion.