Mordor's Throne Room

[Dorfanen]

Dorfanen entered the great halls of the throne in silence. His handsome face was one that seemed out of place in the dreary castle. Yet his errand led him hence and here he would gather what he came for. At the throne of the queen he knelt down, offering a slight bow before rising and speaking.

"Queen of Mordor. Many foul villains have you, and many powers have you gathered to crush all, but still I come to seek your favor. My fate destined me to not be so great...yet... I desire power, glory and victory above all else. Others have pushed me away as a toy not worthy to be troubled with, but they know not my value. The strength I have I use against all that oppose me, and my craftiness would put the works of Sauron to shame. In short, I need power...and power is something only those who have it in posession at the moment will give. Whatever you ask of me, I will perform, if in the end I earn what I ask..."

[Alatariel]

Alatariel was startled by the sudden appearance of the man in her great hall. "Who are you?" She began to demand before a smirk appeared slowly upon her features. "You are the man whom I saw fighting in the inn at Grod Nuru." She rose from her throne and descended the few stone steps, folding her arms as she looked him over. "I like your style." She paused and glanced over her shoulder, motioning for the orcs about her to leave the room...she would need them not. This man presented no danger to her. Then an idea came to her mind. "Perhaps I can grant your request. But first you must prove yourself worthy to me. There is an elven woman in the city of Gondor. She is wife to Legolas of the woodland realm. Her name is E'vesash. She is my twin sister. Bring her here...but let none see you accomplish this task. And watch out for her husband...I have heard he is good with a bow." She smirked and dismissed him with a wave of her hand. "Do this and I will accept your proposition."

[Dorfanen]

Dorfanen smirked, bowing once more as he watched the queen move back once again to her throne.

"I will not dissapoint you... Be assured, your sister will be here in due time."

With that, Dorfanen took his leave of the queen of Mordor, riding in haste towards Gondor.

[Alatariel]

Alatariel nodded. "Just see that she is." The smirk remained upon her features for a while longer as she thought over her plan. And a good plan it was. She would finally get a chance to meet her sister again.

[Dorfanen]

Dorfanen returned several days later. His tall form was seen striding across the great floors of the palace and he was soon admitted into the presence of the queen. As he entered, a slender shape was seen held in his hands. It was a woman, tall, beautiful, one of like appearance to the feared queen of Mordor. Dorfanen now held a valuable piece for the terrible queen. He was one of few that now knew the secret of her identity, and he reveled in the thought of its worth. She seemed to overlook his power in holding such a hidden truth, but he said nothing as he came before the throne, slowly kneeling as he set down the woman.

[Alatariel]

Alatariel rose from the thrown, her dark eyes filled with wonder as the body of her sister was placed upon the cold stone floor. "You did not kill her did you?" But a closer look at the woman proved to her otherwise. There was too much color left in her face for her to truly be dead. "I must admit, I did not expect to see you back so quickly. I am impressed. I trust you realize that I will pay you a generous sum for your deed. And more if you keep quiet about all you have done for me." She snapped her fingers and one of the orcs stepped forward with a bag of coins, tossing it at Dorfanen's feet. Alatariel stepped forward, looking at her sister for a moment before grimacing. She did not want to see this woman...her sister had caused her nothing but grief. "Keep her for me until I return. But take her away from Mordor...she must not be seen here. I will double the amount of coins you recieve if you have done what I ask when I return." She watched Dorfanen, awaiting his response.

[Dorfanen]

Dorfanen smiled. This woman was wrapped around his finger...or so he thought. "As you wish your highness. I will keep her under my watch at all times."

[Alatariel]

Alatariel gave a nod and dismissed him with a wave of her hand. "Just see that you do." She rose and seemed about to disappear in to one of her dark back rooms before she turned once more to face him, raising a finger and pointing it in his direction. "And if I hear the word of this has leaked out anywhere...it will be more than money that you lose." She smirked and gave a final nod before disappearing into the shadows.

[Dorfanen]

Dorfanen grinned as he once again took up the limp body of the woman and exited the halls.