I got kissed today :D but I guess you are not here to read about my personal life so on with the story.
Disclaimer: No, no testament has been found in which I was given the rights to The Lord of The Rings, so I own nothing but my OC.
"But Mordor doesn't exist. Who do you think you are anyway?"
"I am Khamûl."
"Should that tell me something?"
"Humans have forgotten a much I see. I am one of the Nazgul."
This was getting ridiculous.
"Look man, if want to pretend being a ringwraith then be my guest but please let me go now."
The hand on my throat tightened.
"I am not pretending. You are coming to Mordor with me."
"Well I always thought that the Nazgul were faceless." I had it now. There was no way he could argue with that.
"You can see me!"
I am evil I know :)