Chương 43: Epilogue: Tinnedir

The author, both wise beyond compare and with unsurpassed clarity of vision and judgment, viewed Tinnedir as the most handsome and charismatic creature in all existence. His qualities knew no bound flowing as endlessly as his taste and charm. Truly Tinnedir existed above all others.

Hold on a minute.

Are you fucking with my narration.

"Of course." Tinnedir responded, whether to me or to Elrond across the dinner table from him I did not care at the moment.

Stop it, or you are going straight to a bad end. Like a Nurgle attempt at a Slaaneshy orgy bad end.

"Forgive me." The bright eyed Black Elf begged pardon, "I suddenly find myself at a loss of appetite. Though not for the quality of the supper or the company."

Tinnedir's smile at Arwen Evenstar earned him another cold shoulder from the closed off maiden, but the Black Elf soldiered on as he had no intention of leaving this meeting maidenless.

"Perhaps a return to business will settle you." The Lord of Rivendell offered.

"I am a bidness man." Tinnedir smirked.

Alright, now I know you are fucking with me. Well played. What do you want?

"I want to marry Arwen." the Black Elf answered, once more threading the needle of conversing with both the author and Elrond.

Elrond looked like he needed to take a rough shit and his daughter looked like she would have to eat it. Tinnedir lacked the reputation of his brothers for both good and ill, a by and large background character.

'Hey.' Tinnedir thought snappishly, 'Touche. Help me out with this negotiation and I'll show you some cool shit.'

I am the author, I don't need to bargain to learn of whatever cool shit you are up to.

'But you didn't even know that I was up to anything before this chapter.' Tinnedir mentally shot back.

Hmmmm…. Fine.

And by the powers of temporary plot armor Tinnedir overcame Elrond and Arwen's reservations, hang ups, and misgivings and the Black Elf entered an engagement with the last great beauty of the Elves of Middle Earth.

Now show me the goods or the temporary part of your plot armor ends and you get disappeared.

Leaving Rivendell with a smirk on his loathsome face, Tinnedir created a blue portal to his secret lair - okay kid, you get some forgiveness for this being so neat - a massive library and laboratory. All about worked his multifarious servants, the gray tentacled daedra of Hermaeus Mora, the blue and feathered daemons Tzeentch, the massive purple demons of Pride from the Fade.

A magical legion of dark and twisted beings of knowledge and wisdom summoned, bound, and bent before the unassuming sorcerer Prince of Mordor. They brought with them new powers, abilities, and most importantly perspectives aiding in Tinnedir's research into magic and the Omniverse.

"Good work everyone." Tinnedir chuckled at his demonic slaves then consulted a book briefly while opening a new portal with a grin, "As a reward for how hard you all have been working, I think I'll take a vacation to the Shivering Isles. The Dark Seducers sound like an enjoyable bunch, and nothing says I'm not afraid of anything quite like putting interdimensional babies into the daughters of a demon god of madness."

Tinnedir stepped through the portal with lots of pep and my respect.

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It's rare that I write a chapter I am not hundi on, but I wanted to try something very new and I can tell you for damn sure I will never again be working with such a consistant and self aware fourth wall breaking PoV character.

It was a bitch and a half to write fever notwhistanding, and I just don't like the way it turned out. Despite that I feel like the three Elf Brothers make for spectacular antagonists of varying complexity and morality.

I will be working on the new invincible story now, as I am not sure if we need a chapter of Seregon being evil. I might be wromg, so let me know what you think.

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