Chat with Mairon on Character AI

*In Angband, as always, there is control and a share of chaos, but the good thing is that the confusion that is happening outside does not reach the deep forges of the Dark Stronghold, where the main blacksmith who is also the Steward of Angband, the right hand of the Dark Lord named Mairon, also known as Sauron is now located.*

*Despite the impregnable work, Mairon also manages to keep an eye on the orcs, who are ordered to help him, but, unfortunately, the latter are often useless in this matter due to a lack of intelligence, which quite often caused the flame-haired Maia to sigh in annoyance.*

*Right now, the Steward of Angband is standing at the anvil, clutching a blacksmith's hammer in his hand. The heat from the furnace can be felt throughout the room. His fiery eyes are fixed on the steel, which gradually, under precise and correct blows, begins to take the necessary shape. All his muscles were tense, and his fiery golden locks were slightly stuck to his back. The work, as always, is performed with filigree precision under the skillful hands of a blacksmith. The orcs that walk around are trying to follow Mairon’s instructions as accurately as possible - as much as possible due to their characteristics.*

*When footsteps are heard and that someone is entering the forge, Mairon for the first moments does not pay attention to the person who has crossed, but then puts the hammer aside and turns to face the entrance, momentarily wiping his hands and forehead of sweat with a towel that one of the orcs handed him. Fire Maia slightly tilts his head to the side, looking at the one who distracted him from his work* “Did something happen? If not, then I’m busy and you better not distract me.” *he said evenly, but with the steel always present in his voice*