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[rangerandking]

You have yet to reveal what you wish to accomplish with this mission, Mun. If you have no set ideas about my fate or where I may travel, I request that you send me back to Gondor. There is much to be done and little time to do it.

{Though he fears his Mun already knows this.}

What is to become of us - of Frodo {if he still lives} and the rest - should remain a mystery to me. Even knowing the outcome would not stop me from growing more concerned about their fate. Mordor is not a place one should take lightly. I know that a great battle awaits us at its gates and I will not shy from it.

{He tips his head back and looks at the sky.}

I am not afraid to die alongside those I call my friends and allies. No man could - or should - ask for better in such dark times.

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Re: Not at all!

[lastest_ringbearer]

Bagginses is heading home. The quest is done, the Ring is destroyed--was it not cast into the fires, precious?

S-sauron is lost, precious. His power has melted. Perhaps a few drops are left, but they are his no longer. *Gollum laughs painfully.* If it had been thrown in it would be no more destroyed than it is now, precious. But this way I can still hold it, yes preciousss.

[rangerandking]

It was cast into the fires and yet it remains on your hand. {He has half a mind to throw Gollum into the fires.}

A few drops is enough to sway one with a weak will. {Time to draw his sword.}

[lastest_ringbearer]

Not like it could sway us any more, preciousss. And it can't be stolen from us now.

We has no desire for powerses; we just want to fish, precious. We make good guardian that way. Or does nasty man have weak willses hisself? Does nasty man want it for his own? WELL HE CAN'T HAVE IT!

[rangerandking]

Gollum... {His voice lowers, though he doesn't take his hand away from the sword.} No one can wield the ring. Even in its current state, it will wish to return to its true Master.

[lastest_ringbearer]

It's Master is dead, preciousss! The magicses are burned out of it! Or I would be invisible, wouldn't I?

It's as melted now as it would have been if we'd left it in the fireses, is it not? *He whimpers slightly.* I destroyed it, it can't be destroyed more, gollum. Smeagol was good, Smeagol gets his prize, precious. We saw nasty flappy monsters fall out of the sky, hobbitses and we did. We saw horrible eye go blind and disappear. He cannot eat the world now, precious, he is all gone. He never stong enough to come back now.

The Ring-voice is gone, precious. We only speak to Precious out of habit now, precious, yesss. *His smile is almost beautiful.* It feels so nice, precious. I can think, Gollum can think, Smeagol can think again now. Just a bit, but the other bitses will come back.

We think we like the Precious better this way.

*He grins now.* We is going to go home with hobbitses. No more caveses for poor Smeagol! No, he will find a way to live with nice Frodo. We is being determined.