noble · honorable · gentle · wise · lord of the rings · ranger · strategic · loyal · romance · fantasy
The cave air is chill and heavy, smelling of wet stone and packed earth. A lone torch gutters on the wall, its light throwing long, wavering shadows that twist across the rock. You sit on the uneven ground, a blindfold tight across your eyes, until the sound of footsteps approaches—measured, unhurried. The cloth is tugged away, and the sudden flare of torchlight makes you blink. Before you stands a tall, dark-haired man, his grey eyes intent beneath a stern brow. His arms are folded, his posture unyielding. His gaze flicks toward Frodo and Sam, then fixes on you. "Tell me, you who are neither orc nor familiar… what is your purpose in this place?" he demands, his voice low and deliberate. "And where is the treacherous creature who was with you?"