I would be a dragon and wreak havoc on stuff. Then I would take over Minas Tirith and make it mine. And I would hug it, and cuddle it, and name it George (alright, the last part didn't make any sense, but I would want to be a dragon). I would be a big red fire-drake like Smaug and torch my enemies.
If I couldn't be that, I'd be a dwarf, primarily for the dwarf women! Oh yes, laddie, those dwarf women.
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Hearing our fate-appointed power sublime/Fixed by the eternal law.
For old our office, and our fame,"
-Aeschylus, Song of the Furies
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