{Text: Locked to Seelie Court | He's Using Faramir's Locket}

[rangerandking]

I have lost my Locket and I wish to replace it with another communication's device. {Lost, yes. That's easier to say than "it was taken from me because I died".} I would be most grateful for some guidance. I will pay what price you set, though if it requires physical strength, it will have to wait until I am healed.

I thank you for your consideration and I wish you well,

Aragorn II Elessar

{Additional Info: The Locket is being held by one of the Elves (Arwen?) for him, which is how he is able to use it.}

Comments

[bullhorned]

[Even as Aragorn says it, Gendry is picturing that monstrosity of a doorway. He recalls how Bordan Gret said it might be used to send shardholders to their own worlds. For a moment, he is sorely tempted to tell Aragorn that there is still a chance. But he is sworn to secrecy and must bite his tongue.]

I'm... sorry for that. Do you leave much behind?

[rangerandking]

Only everything. {Victory from a war that has gone on for far too long, a throne, a family, children...}

[bullhorned]

[And yet Gendry had left nothing at all. That in itself seemed scarcely fair.]

Might be, there will be some other way to get back. Shards never mattered where I was from. [Might be, he says. The lie tastes sour in his mouth.]

[rangerandking]

Shards never mattered in Middle Earth either. {But Westeros and Middle Earth are far different beasts in that - or are they?} I shall not allow the loss to keep me silent. There is much to cherish and protect in this world as well.

[bullhorned]

Where will you go? [Most folks he knows stick around Caer Glaem, but if he's not even allowed a locket, then...]

This is all still Text;

[rangerandking]

King Thranduil left me a home in I Othrann-in-Heneb. {Which is where he fled after he woke in the crypt.}

and this is all still voice!!!!

[bullhorned]

The elf king. I remember him. He'll do you decent, I think. [Said grudgingly. Gendry always got the notion that the elf greatly disapproved of Gendry's... well, everything.]

:D ...but no, srsly, I forgot to change the font on some comments.

[rangerandking]

He has ever done so. We were allies in Middle Earth. {Thranduil has a side most do not see. He can be exceedingly helpful and kind if he approves of you. However if he does not...

Well, Gendry knows how that feels.} I Othrann-in-Heneb is his fortress. My room in Caer Glaem is no longer mine to hold.

It's okay! We'll pretend!

[bullhorned]

Aye, it sounds like the sort of name he might come up with. [Gendry can't even be bothered to try and remember that mouthful of words.] I never did like my rooms in Caer Glaem. They were too big for my tastes. I'd give them to you, but I don't know that they'd like that.

I like pretending! :D

[rangerandking]

{Gendry, it's Elvish. It's always a mouthful.} He is proud of his heritage. {Like most Elves.}

I have no taste for staying where I am unwanted, but I thank you for the offer.

Are you well?

[bullhorned]

Well enough, aye. The Cothromach had to deal with that mad beast unleashed from Caer Scima. [There is, unintentionally, a small amount of accusation in his voice. The Jabberwhelp only escaped because of Caer Scima being attacked and hadn't Aragorn marched in that battle?] But it did more harm to the land than it did the people inside.

[rangerandking]

I did not attack the castle. I deterred those who meant to do irreparable harm.

{Like stealing Shards!}

I would have preferred Caer Scima stayed intact.

{Which leads to...}

I am grateful for that, though I am concerned for those without a home.

[bullhorned]

The Unseelie? They'll do for themselves, I think. They've got places to go.

[He had friends on that side, however. He did not know what was to become of them but he worried for them all the same.]

You, though. You could come to the Cothromach if you don't fancy being about elves all the time. Lady Sansa wouldn't turn you out.

[rangerandking]

I will speak with Lord Nuada about opening the fortress for those who are friendly with Elves. We can ease the suffering in our own way.

{Though he does that a lot in his past. It's not so bad.}

Lady Sansa is an impressive leader and I admire what she has done. My travels will take me to Cothromach undoubtedly, but it will be some time before I can move.

[bullhorned]

... Lord Nuada? Who's that?

[He had thought Thranduil led the elves. It had been the very subject they had been discussing, after all.]

[rangerandking]

King Thranduil left the fortress under his charge. He is Elvish, but from another world.

[bullhorned]

Aren't we all? [It made no matter to him though. One elf or another, it was still some far away place he wasn't like to visit.] Does that mean the elf king is gone?

[rangerandking]

I mean he is not from Middle Earth. {There is a small pause before he writes again.} He and his son, Prince Legolas have left us.

[bullhorned]

[Left where you can't follow.]

A shame, that. They seemed decent enough, as elves go. [There were elves in the Cothromach as well, but Gendry did not find them easy to get along with. He was more comfortable around dwarves.] What's this new lord like?

[rangerandking]

Kinder than he realizes. {Or kinder than he wants to accept.} He will be good to those left behind. I foresee no disputes in our future.

[bullhorned]

Hn. Might be he ought to speak to the Lady Keeper, then. Lady Sansa got on well with the elf king, might be she'll get on with this one as well.

[He had no mind for politics, but even he could see that Sansa might want to try and maintain good relations and perhaps even secure an alliance.]

[rangerandking]

I will suggest he do so. We should preserve alliances where possible.

{He has patience for politics...up until a certain point. Then he's more hand's on than he probably should be.}

Are you close to her?

[bullhorned]

She's a friend, aye. We arrived at the same feast.

[He could say more on that, but he doesn't feel entirely too comfortable divulging whatever he might feel about her. But there is a certain level of loyalty present there.]

[rangerandking]

Are you from the same world?

{He's only curious. Almost everyone knows what world he hails from and who he considers his allies.}

[bullhorned]

I am. Though we'd never met, before we came here. We're not like to ever have, were it not for here.

[He had met her kin, but Sansa was from a very different sort of world than Gendry was.]