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❛ oh, look at you, an attempt at greatness! pity it’s just an attempt.  ❜ // @spiderwarden

In an instant, he has spun about on his heel to face her, uncaring if any of their companions might see as the quiet, indignant rage of centuries at last reaches its ignition point.

Drawn up to his full height, he towers over the smaller drow.

His height and frame—so unnatural to the drow race—had served him well in the Underdark. That coupled with his skill and strength had made him difficult to oppose and even more difficult to kill among other males. It had continued to keep him alive even after he had been sold to settle his matriarch's debt and forced to fight in those gladiatorial matches put on for the matriarchs and their female spawn for sport.

Drow females were the ones who taught him to bow his head and to make himself small and to avert his eyes from them lest they decide that he needs reminding of his place.

Drow females who made it clear that he was a plaything for their mercurial whims, a tool towards their egomaniacal ends, and a weapon to wield and to point in whatever direction they so chose.

Drow females for whom he fought against other drow and all manner of other creatures simply for the right to keep his life, that they might be entertained.

Drow females who looked upon him and spoke to him just as this one does now.

Shoulders squared back and every muscle tensed and ready for the potential consequences to the retort already loaded on the tip of his tongue, he rather pointedly lowers himself that he might meet her eye to eye.

"We stand no longer in Menzoberranzan, Baenre, nor in any other place where I need tolerate you speaking to me in such a manner," he all but hisses, teeth nearly bared and pulse already pounding in his ears.

[ This is not done. It simply is not done. Centuries of living in the dark of that city scream at him to cease this, but he will not listen now, no matter how well he knows the danger of it. He is a slave no longer. ]

"You hold no power over me. We are both of us in equal standing now: forsaken."

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♥ LOTR: THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING SENTENCE STARTERS ↳ feel free to adjust sentences to make it fit your muse better!

❛ I wish none of this had happened. ❜

❛ All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given to us. ❜

❛ You shall not pass! ❜

❛ Gentlemen, we do not stop ‘til nightfall. ❜

❛ Many that live deserve death. Some that die deserve life. ❜

❛ What about second breakfast? ❜

❛ Do not be too eager to deal out death in judgment. ❜

❛ A wizard is never late. Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to. ❜

❛ Nobody tosses a Dwarf. ❜

❛ Not the beard! ❜

❛ One Ring to rule them all! ❜

❛ One does not simply walk into Mordor. ❜

❛ It is folly. ❜

❛ Do you remember when we first met? ❜

❛ I would rather share one lifetime with you than face all the ages of this world alone. ❜

❛ I choose a mortal life. ❜

❛ One small bite is enough to fill the stomach of a grown man! ❜

❛ Fly, you fools! ❜

❛ If by my life or death I can protect you, I will. ❜

❛ If I take one more step, it’ll be the farthest away from home I’ve ever been. ❜

❛ I know what it is you saw, for it is also in my mind. ❜

❛ It is what will come to pass, if you should fail. ❜

❛ All shall love me and despair! ❜

❛ I cannot do this alone. ❜

❛ I swore to protect you. ❜

❛ Can you protect me from yourself? ❜

❛ Anyways, you need people of intelligence on this sort of… mission… quest… thing. ❜

❛ Whatever you did, you’ve been officially labeled a disturber of the peace. ❜

❛ It is a strange fate that we should suffer so much fear and doubt over so small a thing. Such a little thing. ❜

❛ That wound will never fully heal. He will carry it the rest of his life. ❜

❛ Cast it into the fire! Destroy it! ❜

❛ He turned from that path a long time ago. He has chosen exile. ❜

❛ I don’t know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve. ❜

❛ I can avoid being seen if I wish, but to disappear entirely, that is a rare gift. ❜

❛ We must move on, we cannot linger. ❜

❛ We cannot get out. A shadow lurks in the dark. ❜

❛ I have the eyes of a hawk and the ears of a fox. ❜

❛ I have been dealt a wound beyond all healing, for I have looked the last… upon that which was fairest. ❜

❛ It’s a dangerous business, going out your door. ❜

❛ They have a cave troll. ❜

❛ I know what I must do. It’s just… I’m afraid to do it. ❜

❛ I ain’t been droppin’ no eaves sir, honest. I was just cutting the grass under the window there. ❜

❛ I don’t feel like parting with it. It’s mine, I found it. It came to me! ❜

❛ There’s no need to get angry. ❜

❛ Well, if I’m angry, it’s your fault. ❜

❛ What’s this? A Ranger, caught off his guard? ❜

❛ I suppose you think that was terribly clever. ❜

❛ This is no mine. It’s a tomb. ❜

❛ You are not yourself. ❜

❛ It came to me, my own, my love… my… preciousssss. ❜

❛ Be on your guard. There are older and fouler things than Orcs in the deep places of the world. ❜

❛ Oh… That’s nice. Ash on my tomatoes! ❜

❛ Something draws near. I can feel it. ❜

❛ You cannot hide. I see you. There is no life in the void. Only death. ❜

❛ Who is she? This woman you sing of? ❜

❛ I spent all my life pretending I was off somewhere else. ❜

❛ Speak, friend, and enter. ❜

❛ Your love of the Halfings’ leaf has clearly slowed your mind. ❜

❛ What news of the outside world? Tell me everything. ❜

❛ I gave you the chance of aiding me willingly, but you have elected the way of pain! ❜

❛ The world of Men will fall, and all will come to darkness. ❜

❛ That black rider was looking for something. Or someone. ❜

❛ Throw yourself in next time, and rid us of your stupidity. ❜

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