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dead is the new alive

a quick taste of the poison, a quick twist of the knife

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Created on 2008-04-13 17:14:31 (#15365854), last updated 2008-11-06

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Name:	Adûnaphel the Quiet - Seventh of the Nine

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SHE WAS
Adûnaphel was born in her uncle Adûnazil´s home on Númenor´s North Cape in Forostar in the year SA 1823. Her family possessed noble blood and owned extensive lands in Forostar and Orrostar. Even as a young child, she was recoginized as being exeptionally beautiful, but her youth was scarred by the death of her very old father (Adûnahil) and she dwelled in remorse for many years. Adûnaphel´s despair over her father´s death and the blame she attributed to her mother contributed to her fervent support of her uncle´s small "Adûnaic" fraction in the court of Tar-Ciryatan.

Like Adûnazil and his ally Prince Tindomul (Er-Mûrazôr, the future Witch-king), Adûnaphel sought to sever Westernesse's close ties with the Elves, in hope that the Edain could build along their own cultural line and expand their military and economic strength. Her ultimate hope, of course, was to see Númenórean dominion over all men. This drove her to leave Númenor is SA 1914.

Adûnaphel sought her own crown, but no such opportunity existed in her homeland. She followed the course of many of her royal allies and went to Middle-Earth. Landing with her retainers at the haven of Umbar, she erected a citadel that became the focus of her expanding domain.

(( Information based on MERP card game and not considerd strictly canon. It's just the version of Seven I like best. ))

SHE IS
On her hand is a deceptively simple looking ring. It was given to her by Sauron some years back, with promises of greater power for her empire if she wore it. And power, indeed, it had given her. However, Adûnaphel was beginning to notice changesin herself. Though she felt stronger than ever, her body seemed to be fading. Sunlight was always too bright unless she wore a hood which covered her eyes. And she was beginning to notice that the things she saw were becoming less that of the true world and more of the spiritual one.

Such was the cost for power.

Adûnaphel was now a creature as much spirit as human, prefering great silence and darkness. Long had she been called "the quiet" for her ways of dealing with things under the table, but now she more truly fit the name. Always she would sit back and watch for the opportune moment to strike, scorpion-like, just once to keep it clean and simple. And always for her own power or that of the dark lord who gave her her ring and the black good they both served.

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