To avoid helping my mortal prepare for her pathetic dinner, I went to where Wynn--Theodwyn had been telling me she took her 'lessons'. Certainly I recall that I had been told not to approach elves, but who would realize this pathetic form was me? It is the perfect disguise.

I would just have to be careful how I recruited.

Melkor: *grabs at ( Read more... )

So while my mortal was off affixing another of my fine creations to the bulletin board about her little 'party', I found myself alone with my brother after making my rounds to hand out recruiting pamphlets without leaving Eowyn's supervision.

Witness my attempts to sway him to my side, for it would truly be a jewel in my crown:

( Namo gives Melkor sugar )

It appears my mot- mortal has gotten Ideas into her head about 'helping' and 'interacting' and 'feeding ( Read more... )

I have fooled a mortal into giving me a residence and most certainly did not just let her railroad me with her 'concern' and 'caring' which I, MELKOR, do not require. Or want! She also got me new brushes and paper for my important godly work.

It has spared her punishment in her impertinence of calling me 'Melly'

Minion the first! Theodwyn!

( We have pamphlets to distribute! )

Greetings, citizens of Gondolin! Not that I am announcing this from a podium as befits my greatness as it appears that I... it does NOT appear that I cannot acquire one or terrorize a helpless elf into it. That is insanity. I have just chosen not to. I am biding my time. Luring you all into a sense of false security.

And I am most certainly not ( Read more... )