(Elvenking)—❧ Thranduil Oropherion (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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eachdraidh2015-01-06 04:14 pm
firith) wrote in eachdraidh2015-01-06 04:14 pm
❧ VIDEO; 07 (SEELIE-LOCKED for once)
[ Mirkwood was always a land of assimilated cultures, both forming a cohesive whole. The unification of a number of Elven clans in the Drabwurld is no different and they march as one force under their Sinda king, clans merging like frail twigs wrapped into a durable, strong bundle. They balance each other well, artisans and crafters — and warriors. Thranduil is armoured in silver, as is his preference, while the army riding normal horses behind him (only two-hundred or so, a small cadre that poses more of a show of intent and force than numbers yet as capable as twice as many mortals) is decked in gold-like metals that are nothing near as soft. He himself is atop Gelefn, his war-unicorn who is likewise clad in armour that extends right over a vicious-looking, metal-tipped horn.
The use of Sindarin by a Laethanian Aelf says a lot, even if you can't understand the brief exchange that passes once the locket is flicked open. ]
I dass carnen, Taidron? [ An assent from the captain who serves under Legolas, and Thranduil nods dismissively. ] Agorel vae, a si nadath nâ i moe cerich. Gwaem hodo ennas! Boe ammen veriad lîn, andelu i ven.
[ Jerking his chin in a direction to the meadows ahead of the northern forest-eaves of Breagha, the second-in-command rides off to direct the troops where they might rest awhile. Thranduil glances back to the locket. The tromping of hooves remains constant in the background, picking up as sections veer off to set up camp for a few hours in strategic positions. ]
Legolas and I shall arrive at the plains of the Cathraon within days. [ Gelefn snorts a hot cloud in the winter air, the view shifting as Thranduil keeps his tempestuous steed steady with one hand about the reins. ] If you are a vampiric Seelie Shardbearer, steer clear. You may be slain on sight.
[ The Elves under Thranduil's rule haven't taken kindly to a war being waged on them in particular by the vampires that have launched attacks on them here and there, and are heading north to join Ridire's camp to sort this matter out once and for all. Off snaps the locket as another call draws the Elvenking's attention. ]
( ooc: a log for cathraon-based shenanigans will be tossed up in a few days! c: )
The use of Sindarin by a Laethanian Aelf says a lot, even if you can't understand the brief exchange that passes once the locket is flicked open. ]
I dass carnen, Taidron? [ An assent from the captain who serves under Legolas, and Thranduil nods dismissively. ] Agorel vae, a si nadath nâ i moe cerich. Gwaem hodo ennas! Boe ammen veriad lîn, andelu i ven.
[ Jerking his chin in a direction to the meadows ahead of the northern forest-eaves of Breagha, the second-in-command rides off to direct the troops where they might rest awhile. Thranduil glances back to the locket. The tromping of hooves remains constant in the background, picking up as sections veer off to set up camp for a few hours in strategic positions. ]
Legolas and I shall arrive at the plains of the Cathraon within days. [ Gelefn snorts a hot cloud in the winter air, the view shifting as Thranduil keeps his tempestuous steed steady with one hand about the reins. ] If you are a vampiric Seelie Shardbearer, steer clear. You may be slain on sight.
[ The Elves under Thranduil's rule haven't taken kindly to a war being waged on them in particular by the vampires that have launched attacks on them here and there, and are heading north to join Ridire's camp to sort this matter out once and for all. Off snaps the locket as another call draws the Elvenking's attention. ]
( ooc: a log for cathraon-based shenanigans will be tossed up in a few days! c: )
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[ Two-hundred or so, but hardier than mortals and with far more reason to fight than some.
Clear your porch, Lancelot!]video; private;
The Citadel we build to the north of Eaglais will not be ready for some time yet. Do you come from your own fortress? It will be some time before you make the plains. I can make sure you are expected, arrange any supplies or accommodations you require
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As you say then, you must deal with your own purpose first. It would be wise to meet to discuss strategy at some time, whenever it is convenient.
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[ With a respectful nod. ]
A friend brought up a rather good point, that the orcs of Dorchadas will likely be drawn to the bloodshed out of sheer instinct. It would be wise to ready yourself for surprise attacks, particularly at night.