ℒord ℳelkor

Tatharayron nearly yelled out a “No!” in reply, but he took a moment to think— That would be a very stupid thing to do. Pissing the Maia off isn’t what he really wanted to do, that would be fruitless. Sure, he would prove to be less of a pushover…But how far would that get him? Being more annoying wasn’t the way to go, it wouldn’t be of any help. It is not like standing his ground had saved him thus far…

No, he wasn’t going to just roll over and give in, not yet at least. That is what they wanted. He was a man of Eru, not a slave of evil, and he would stand as one.

Adjustments—? Tath blinked, before realizing what the Maia had in mind. More tears sprung to his eyes, panic overwhelming him in an instant.

“It is quite amusing how you claim to have been good while also not answering my question” he hummed, picking the tongs up and looking them over, clearly toying with his prey.

“I use it to...speak?” He murmured uncertainly. “I will speak less, if that is what I have done wrong!”

cont from x

“Mayhap it is- or, you’re far from home and out of your depth.” He didnt need magic to know that much; naivety hung around the boy like a thick fog. In light of that, Alaric had to give him credit for even being out on his own.

“You must have tales and creatures of your own, back home.” His playful tone had returned, making it clear he held no ill will towards Tath’s clear disbelief. “Are you doubtful of them as well?”

He knew the eviroment would be different from anything he had ever been in before, but when an opportunity to travel to Europe presented there was no way he would let himself pass it up. Before the trip he had taken time to read about where he would be visiting, which included reading about the folklore. Tath hadn’t prepared himself to be approached on the subject as if it were real.

Tatharayron nearly yelled out a “No!” in reply, but he took a moment to think— That would be a very stupid thing to do. Pissing the Maia off isn’t what he really wanted to do, that would be fruitless. Sure, he would prove to be less of a pushover…But how far would that get him? Being more annoying wasn’t the way to go, it wouldn’t be of any help. It is not like standing his ground had saved him thus far…

No, he wasn’t going to just roll over and give in, not yet at least. That is what they wanted. He was a man of Eru, not a slave of evil, and he would stand as one.

Adjustments—? Tath blinked, before realizing what the Maia had in mind. More tears sprung to his eyes, panic overwhelming him in an instant.

Melkor

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Tatharayron nearly yelled out a “No!” in reply, but he took a moment to think— That would be a very stupid thing to do. Pissing the Maia off isn’t what he really wanted to do, that would be fruitless. Sure, he would prove to be less of a pushover…But how far would that get him? Being more annoying wasn’t the way to go, it wouldn’t be of any help. It is not like standing his ground had saved him thus far…

No, he wasn’t going to just roll over and give in, not yet at least. That is what they wanted. He was a man of Eru, not a slave of evil, and he would stand as one.

“There is no freedom for you, elfling - never again” he purred with a bright grin. “Eru will not save you - your fëa will not return to him. I will make sure that you won’t go to Mandos even when you die” he purred as he leaned in to lick his cheek.

Mairon got what he wanted. Tath immediately stilled as much as possible, as every move only amplified the pain in his arms. Oh, no...How would he cook and clean for Melkor now? As disappointing as this would be, Melkor would surely find use for him. Perhaps cooking would be out of the question, but who said you needed hands to clean? He still had his feet, his mouth...Melkor would have him make use of those.