“Stop that,” Grom said, slapping the arm flat. It hissed and sank back into his skin.
Grom became the most famous chef in the northern strongholds. Orcs traveled miles to taste his “Morgoth’s Gravy” and “Lidless Eye Lentil Soup.” The tattoo never tried to escape again—it was too busy critiquing the roux. melkor tattoo
Days passed. The tattoo grew stronger. It began whispering not just commands, but secrets—how to forge a ring of power (requires a volcanic anvil, currently unavailable), how to corrupt elves (requires patience, currently in short supply), and how to make a truly tender stew (low heat, all night). “Stop that,” Grom said, slapping the arm flat
“I am Melkor Bauglir, High King of the World, and I am currently compressed into dermal layers. Scratch me off.” ” Grom said