"If only because certain other people would be quite wroth with me, if I allowed it. We will go south, through the Gap of Rohan, and you may see Ents, as well as Thranduil's woodland realm, and Celeborn's Lothlorien. Or perhaps further south, to Belfast in Dol Amroth, and the forests of Ithilien, where Legolas Thranduilion builds a realm..."
"If he stops chattering to every tree and bush he stumbles across." A dark-haired elf in stately robes snorts as he crosses the courtyard in front of Glorfindel and Nerdanel, evidently intent on some mission or other. "The twins missed you this morning, poppinjay. And I have not been told of a newcomer." Glorfindel rolls his eyes. "So I have been told, stormcrow, and she is my guest. Haven't you some poor scribe to harass?" "Fine, keep your secrets, I will learn them all eventually." Erestor smiles, clearly enjoying the challenge. "My lady." He bows, then disappears into one of the smaller halls.
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Date: 2006-03-08 06:05 pm (UTC)From:"If he stops chattering to every tree and bush he stumbles across." A dark-haired elf in stately robes snorts as he crosses the courtyard in front of Glorfindel and Nerdanel, evidently intent on some mission or other. "The twins missed you this morning, poppinjay. And I have not been told of a newcomer." Glorfindel rolls his eyes.
"So I have been told, stormcrow, and she is my guest. Haven't you some poor scribe to harass?"
"Fine, keep your secrets, I will learn them all eventually." Erestor smiles, clearly enjoying the challenge. "My lady." He bows, then disappears into one of the smaller halls.