Lonely Dragon {Legolas x Reader}

Lonely Dragon {Legolas x Reader}

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Lord Of The Rings
(Y/n) or The Lonely Dragon, a name that was known across Middle Earth. Feared....admired.....worshipped All she wanted was to be normal, but that wasn't the case. She was made to be a weapon of war, the spawn of Sauron himself. His plan B if the Ring would fail. Creating the ultimate hybrid, a elvish warrior......a beast... But she saw something greater in life than killing and war, she wanted to live, be free, travel! She became the Legendary Dragon Warrior, otherwise known as the Lonely Dragon, as she was often seen alone. But everyone needs some company right? Join (Y/n) on a journey to reclaim a homeland! On a journey to slay a monster, and a quest to find the right partner.
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Warrior. Shadow. Ruthless. The freest of hearts and sharpest of tongues. A survivor in her own right. A human girl, born of the ancient blood of Númenor, raised by Elves. Meant for greatness, but honed on the black blood of Orcs. Léra Celebdraug is free, and not a single soul will ever change that. She writes her own fate. She chooses her own paths. No Man, Elf, nor Dwarf can stand in the way of what her heart truly desires. She wants to be feared. To be relentless. She wants the dark creatures of enemy forces to flee beneath her blade. She won't settle for shiny armor and a crown on her head. There will be blood before her freedom is ensured. Blood that runs black and red across her hands. The blood of Dwarves. Of Elves. Of Man. She will bring the world to its knees. And still she will keep up the fight.

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