A small dark smile appeared on Agandaur’s scarred lips as he glanced at the elf in the doorway. The sorcerer was visiting his Master in Dol Guldur. It seemed he was not the only one. A while ago, the Darkness of the forest finally twisted the elven kind of Mirkwood, his heart succumbing to evil. Now the black numenorean and Thranduil were on the same side.

“King Thranduil... Well met I suppose. I don’t believe we have been introduced before”.