Board Thread:Middle Earth Roleplays/@comment-26767096-20160525184148/@comment-26486187-20160603125125

Suddenly, Mirendir turns around, takes a sword from under his robe and slices one the Uruks heads clean of. He smirks, and his eyes suddenly turn and alarming shade of red. He starts speaking in a darker accent.

"Finally, I can take this filthy disguise of my old self of..."

His eyes flare red, his hair turns wild and his hands crackle with lightning. Casting down a few more Uruks, he starts to accend up the city. Towards Tyberious...