"Elven?" hissed the Ringwraith. "Of course not! For I come from the land of Mordor, and I serve the Dark Lord!"
He looked back at those who stared at him and his new ghost "friend" with his invisible face. He then looked back at Pellador.
"Where do thee come from?" He asked, a bit curious. Sniffing the air for a moment, he could detect the scent of elves.. yuck... and.. a fox? All of these strange new scents mingled in and confused the Ringwraith quite a bit.
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- Ringwraith #5,
Servant of the Eye
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