(Elvenking)—❧ Thranduil Oropherion (
firith) wrote in
eachdraidh2014-11-12 12:17 pm
❧ VIDEO; 04 (both courts)
[ Thranduil hasn't vanished off the face of the Drabwurld again, contrary to popular belief, despite keeping his head down since Samhain. Ensconced in the Caer Glaem library pulling up certificates, maps, and all the other ridiculous paraphernalia required for a legalised contact to take place, he flicks on the locket from his desk in a corner of the vast halls, surrounded by stacks. There he sits sipping a goblet of the last keg of leftover Dorwinion which is currently under strict guard in the cellars (looking at you Samhain revellers). On the table are scrolls and books, all of which have been tidied, while in front of him lies a black leather-bound folder, ostensibly containing the point of the broadcast. ]
The High-King and I have come to an arrangement. In exchange for fair recompense, I have bought the rights to the woodlands south of the forest river and west of the Hidden Falls, within a crux of the mountain-range, to be easily identified on any common map. [ It's not quite as simple as that, of course, but he'll save everyone the pointless politicking. That, and he doesn't want to bring up Celegorm's shard in public; it would be bad taste. ] Aelfen and Elven tribes alike will be travelling to Caer Glaem over the next week or so to replenish their supplies, tools and gold, well within their rights to do so, before continuing on to their new homeland. Please show these former refugees every kindness.
[ As dapper as he looks, he clearly doesn't intend to faff about chatting idly about inanities; someone wants a nice long sleep. ]
If you have business in what will be renamed the Maechenibryth, come the turn of the winter season, or have done in the past which you wish to pursue in the future, you may bring the matter to myself, Thranduil, or to my son, Legolas, who will pass it on accordingly. There is much yet to do and I have little enough time to spare.
[ Sipping his wine, he shuts off the locket. ]
( ooc: if you'd like to continue anything from samhain just pop me a pm and i'll get on it, otherwise i'll take this opportunity to declare tag amnesty on that front as it broke my inbox and burned me out, sobs. tagging will generally be slow until after the weekend because of work. ty for waiting! )
The High-King and I have come to an arrangement. In exchange for fair recompense, I have bought the rights to the woodlands south of the forest river and west of the Hidden Falls, within a crux of the mountain-range, to be easily identified on any common map. [ It's not quite as simple as that, of course, but he'll save everyone the pointless politicking. That, and he doesn't want to bring up Celegorm's shard in public; it would be bad taste. ] Aelfen and Elven tribes alike will be travelling to Caer Glaem over the next week or so to replenish their supplies, tools and gold, well within their rights to do so, before continuing on to their new homeland. Please show these former refugees every kindness.
[ As dapper as he looks, he clearly doesn't intend to faff about chatting idly about inanities; someone wants a nice long sleep. ]
If you have business in what will be renamed the Maechenibryth, come the turn of the winter season, or have done in the past which you wish to pursue in the future, you may bring the matter to myself, Thranduil, or to my son, Legolas, who will pass it on accordingly. There is much yet to do and I have little enough time to spare.
[ Sipping his wine, he shuts off the locket. ]
( ooc: if you'd like to continue anything from samhain just pop me a pm and i'll get on it, otherwise i'll take this opportunity to declare tag amnesty on that front as it broke my inbox and burned me out, sobs. tagging will generally be slow until after the weekend because of work. ty for waiting! )

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What is this great chasm that divides you?
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Her sons, the Feanorionnath, wrought terror and hatred in the First Age, many thousands of years ago. The Noldor slaughtered my people, the Sindar, and slew my king for a gemstone, exiling us to live amongst their number some years later. My family journeyed far and wide to rid ourselves of these kinslayers.
[ So when dealing with their mother, he is civil but trusts her not at all. Some, like Galadriel, he trusts implicitly, but she stands alone in that; even Gil-Galad had owned no great love from Thranduil after Oropher died. ]
One of her children, Celegorm, tortured my son. Legolas still bears the scars, physical and otherwise, though he hides both well.
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[ Who she now very dearly wishes that she had never called a friend. ]
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If you will offer my son your sword, you see, I would have you know where I might require you to place it.
[ Like the belly of one of Nerdanel's sons. Or all.
All would be great.]These are Elven affairs. I would not speak of them but for the fact you are highly regarded by two of my closest confidantes. You ought to know the length and breadth of the matter.
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[ She's Asgardian, inserting themselves (and their swords) in other people's affairs (and bellies) seems to kind of be a cultural thing for them. ]
I agree with you that these are things that I should know, and I am grateful that you are willing to speak of it.
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[ It saved faffing around with politics, which he can deal with but prefers to settle firmly and fairly. ]
I am of the wood-Elves of Rhovanion, those of the Eldar who are called less wise than dangerous, and I do own my faults; but to deceive is not one of them.
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I vastly prefer danger to deception.
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Do you know, if I may ask, why Legolas allowed Celegorm to travel with him in spite of what he did?
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Legolas has a soft and forgiving heart. Too soft, perhaps, and too lenient, even with one who repented and swore to serve after committing such heinous acts. I ask you not to speak of this matter with my son; it took all his strength to recover. I do not wish him to revisit such pain, even in memories.
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You have my word that I will not speak to him about it, but know that I do not have a soft and forgiving heart. This will not be forgotten even if I remain silent.
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[ Not a dig; just a wry reminder. Thranduil, of all people, has no forgiveness in his heart toward anyone who harms his child. ]
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We will speak more in the future, Lady Sif, I am sure of it; I would like for us to do so.
[ For now, he won't keep her any longer. Introductions more than done, he very much approves of John's friend. ]
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[ It's good when you get along with your friends' friends. ]