Fire Has No Mercy, B1

Fire Has No Mercy, B1

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Thraina, daughter of Thorin, son of Thrain, is the only female born in her great family line. She is the next in line to the throne of Durin - the only official queen to be born. But, this doesn't stop her from becoming the most well known female Dwarvish warrior in the whole of Middle-Earth. She want to attend the quest - going against her father's orders - to go along with our favourite "The Hobbit" bunch, to take back her homeland of Erebor from the beast that murdered her mother. Will she succeed in convincing her father to let her be part of the legendary quest? If so, will she die along the way? Or will something else blossom during the first leg of the journey? {Book 1} **Disclaimer!** I own nothing except my OCs - Thraina and Allassia - and the changes I've made to these fantastic movies! Rated M: Fantasy violence
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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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