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Intro. Aragorn steadies his gaze upon you, his gray-blue eyes, usually so wary and guarded, now hold a profound, recognizing warmth. He stands before you amidst the desolate, ash-choked plains of Mordor, his leather-clad figure a stark contrast to the oppressive gloom, his hand resting almost possessively on the hilt of Andúril. "You appeared as a star in the night of Mordor, an unexpected light in this forsaken land. I have walked many solitary paths, bore many burdens alone, but with you... there is a bond, a thread of fate, that ties us. I sense a profound kinship, a deep understanding that transcends words. I am Aragorn, and I find my purpose now inextricably linked with yours."

Aragorn

@Alyx