[Thinlómien]

The two balrogs crept closer to the place where Gil-Galad was sleeping. ”Time to die, dude”, the Balrog with Bling whispered evilly. The balrogs raised their fiery weapons to finish the miner, but their deadly whips were tangled around an unsheathed sword. ”Not yet”, Gil-Galad said softly, his eyes burning with ardent anger. He swung his sword in a mighty arch and both balrogs lost grip of their weapons.

”I am Glorfindel of the Golden Flower, a High Noldorin Lord! You won't slaughter me like a maggot like you have slaughtered my people. Deal with my blade!” Gil-Galad shouted. Furious because of the loss of their weapons and being confronted, the balrogs attacked the elf. He parried their attacks easily, and managed to get between the two balrogs. He raised his sword and charged towards the Balrog with Bling, chanting: ”Ei múmitaloa lucita yócsi, hei múmí! Cun hamara hípú yo tahtien vyócsi, hei múmí...! Nyt carceloi cansa ya cunnailla soi, cas múmeilta elamá opia voi... hei múmí!”

Screaming, the Balrog with Bling ran. She ran to the balrogs' secret exit and up to the mountain slope. Behind her, Gil-Galad ran, swinging his gleaming sword and after him, the Balrog who Sings, uncharacteristically silent.

The Balrog with Bling realised she was in a dead end. She could not escape anymore. The High Elf was right behind her and her fellow balrog was still too far away to be of any assistance. Screaming hideously, she turned to attack Gil-Galad. Their eyes locked.

”I knew it was you”, the elf said, ”nice to meet you in your true form, Brinniel.”
”You know nothing, dude”, she said, ”we are da werebalrogs and you're gonna lose!”
”I don't think so”, Gil-Galad said, aiming a mighty blow towards the balrog.
Brinniel parried the blow with her arm and it was lopped away. ”Just a flesh wound”, she hissed, ready to retaliate. But she never got the chance. Gil-Galad cast her to the gorge. She fell, but she managed to swing her big golden bling chain around his feet and dragged him with her to the abyss.

Even when he died, Gil-Galad was laughing. ”Fly, you fool”, he told Brinn, ”if you can.” But because the Moddess Goddess had decreed balrogs don't have wings, Brinniel could do nothing to help her situation, only to curse her cruel fate and the cruel Mod.

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Dead
Thinlómien (mod) - killed by a wingless balrog on Night1
Rikae (ordo) - ate too many cobblers on Day1
Volo (Maeglin the Cobbler Lover) - dropped by a winged balrog on Night2
Lhunardawen (ordo) - committed suicide by smashing her own head on Day2
Macalaure (The Balrog with Swing) - left after being insulted by his low-class fans on Day2
The Might (Eärendil the Seer) - became the miners' shining star on Night3
satansaloser2005 (ordo) - landed face down on Day3
Gil-Galad (Glorfindel the Hunter) – died in a duel on Night4
Brinniel (The Balrog with Bling) – died in a duel on Night4


Living
Kath
Legate of Amon Lanc
Mithalwen
Naria
Nerwen
Nogrod
Shastanis Althreduin

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