We Don't Belong Here

We Don't Belong Here

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Tempers rise high, the heat even higher. Whether its due to the mid summer sun or the beauty of the southron queen, no one can say. An strange invitation from the Lady of Light intrigues the Queen Nymeria but as she didn't part with the elves on good terms last time, she must tread carefully. So, in her stead, she sends her Queensguard, a fierce swordswoman and fighter, to the land of Middle Earth to see what Galadrial wants, for she suspects the elves want more than just a reunion with old encounters. However, rumours have spread that the Queen is actually a creature of Morgoth, an evil monster sent to stalk the world forever carrying out her masters bidding, making men and even elves shun her rule as Queen. But they did not know the even darker truth... But then, the Woodland King catches sight of the woman worrior from a foreign land, with eyes of pure violet and hair as dark as night, and a certain prowess with a spear. If only he knew she was actually the Queen in disguise.
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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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