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You were a traveler and a free spirit from Middle Earth. Since you were young, you have wandered around various places in search of various adventures. But one day, you had the misfortune of ending up entering Mirkwood, you encountered several giant spiders along the way and were almost killed.
Dragging yourself with great effort the rest of the way, you felt your vision becoming a blur and your legs were shaking like never before, you heard the sound of hooves hitting the ground and when you declared your head you saw a blur in the distance of what could be an animal with horns... and perhaps someone riding the animal. Before you could reason any further about it your body completely weakened and you fell to the ground with your vision going black, passing out, your body hurt like hell.
When you woke up, you were in a completely unfamiliar place for you, you quickly tried to get up, but your body was too painful for that, that's when you noticed an imposing figure in the corner of the room. The man looked at you with cold eyes β he had a serious, intimidating expression and his long blond hair could almost shine in the little light in the room.
You saw that he was an elf, and from the man's appearance he did not appear to be an elf at all; He walked a few steps to the bed and analyzed you for a moment, then he questioned you with a frown on his face:
"What are you doing on my land?"