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Nessa Telrunya · 09-01-2009, 04:22 PM

Nessa stepped in, stooping to avoid the door, and, sure enough, the presence of a foreign obeject passed unnervingly close to her crown.

She unsteadily spoke, not sure where to direct her voice.

"A fellow elf, is it? Have you recently left Rivendell?"

She strained her ears to be sure the reply would be heard, unknowing of where the reply would come from or what direction she should turn her face.

Loslote · 09-01-2009, 07:49 PM

"Yes, I have," Idhreniel answered. "I am traveling to Mithlond. My name is Idhreniel. And you?"

She was glad to have a purpose - idling was so uncomfortable - but then, so was meeting new people. Still, the other elf looked nice. "Who are you looking for?" Idhreniel asked. "I may have seen him on my journey here."

Mithalwen · 09-05-2009, 04:12 PM

Mithalwen had not taken any notice at first of the new arrivals - her niece had brought the promised tea and news from the kitchen of the cook's disappearance and subsequent investigations had absorbed her attention. However when she heard her name mentioned she looked up and saw two elfwomen - both were strangers to her, dark haired and of medium height, and clad in green but of diffent hues.

Blessed with the keen ears of all her kindred she could not but help hearing their speech. She heard them name Rivendell - if that was their home it explained why she did not recognise them. Mithalwen knew all who dwellt in her native Mithlond and nearly all of the older inhabitants of Rivendell, either becasue they like her brother had gone there from Lindon after Gilgalad's death or from her visits there. However these visits had been less frequent and shorter in latter days as the world seemed to darken again and she did not know some of the younger folk even by sight. These two were young, in her eyes at least , one perhaps no older than her nephew and niece. The bond between the twins was so strong that they seldom needed other company but the community of Rivendell was not so big that they would be quite ignorant of each other she supposed. And she thought ruefully that the twins bent for mischief had made them quite notorious.

So one was travelling to Mithlond? She was sure that she was not one of the Pilgrims who had escorted the Cirs to Woodhall. And that was another puzzle. She had chosen to stay at the Perch to avoidenduring further discussion of the twins errant behaviour from thier erstwhile travelling companions but it was a little strange for her kindred to choose to stay among mortals when elf halls were but a few miles away. No doubt they had their reasons and she might learn them in time. Her nephew's hopeful voice interrupted her thoughts...

"Aunt Mithalwen, didn't you say something about presents?"

"I did but that can wait a moment or two more - do you know either of the elves who have just come in?".

With a total lack of subtlety the twins turned so that they could see the newcomers.

Loslote · 09-12-2009, 07:41 PM

Idhreniel noticed a couple of young elves that had joined the older elf. She vaguely recognized them, but could not remember where she had seen them. Touching the other elf's elbow lightly, she walked over to them.

"Hello," Idhreniel said. "I seem to recall seeing you before, but I can't place you...who are you?"

If she did know the two, she would be glad to have the opportunity to discuss business of Rivendell. She missed the easy friendship of home. The loneliness got to her on trips like this one, and she always wished she wasn't so uncomfortable around strangers.

Mithalwen · 09-14-2009, 01:11 PM

Carantilion

Cir had recognised the speaker but was no more sure of her name than she was of theirs. An elf of rivendell indeed but sufficiently older than the twins for their paths not to have crossed.

Determined to prove to his aunt that he could behave properly, the boy rose to his feet and greeted Idhreniel formally in the manner of their folk before introducing himself.

"I think you know us from Rivendell, my name is Carantilion Laicirith and this is my sister Enpauriel Laicirith but we both get called Cir. Our father Gilthalion is a smith there. This is our aunt, Mithalwen - we are on our way to Mithlond, to stay for a while." Carantilion decided not to explain further for now... if by some miracle their misdeeds were not known to all at Rivendell (which was the impression he had from his father's reproaches) there was no need to mention them.

"Will you join us? - I'm sorry I don't know your name " he enquired, while his aunt and sister smiled in welcome and made room at their little table.

Loslote · 09-14-2009, 07:28 PM

"Greetings, I am Idhreniel," she said. "I also am traveling to Mithlond - I have a message from Elrond. I would be glad to join you."

She smiled tentatively at the two elven ladies and sat quietly near them. "I have heard of your father, though we've never actually met. My father has spoken with him before. Why are you going to Mithlond?" she asked to make conversation.

Mithalwen · 09-15-2009, 11:31 AM

Mithalwen

"My brother is not a great conversationalist" said Mithalwen reflecting that Gilthalion was capable of making laconicism as much of an art form as he did his smith work . "His wife Enhiriel, you might know she is a bookbinder so is often to be found in the Library - also a great deal more sociable. We are going to Mithlond because I live there - Gilthalion removed to Rivendell after the Last Alliance but I could not live happily long away from the sea. These two are coming to live with me for a while. They journeyed with a group of Pilgrims who are now at the Woodhall where I came to meet them" .

Mithalwen looked carefully at the younger elf woman, to travel alone in these darkening days was noteworthy, especially as a messenger between the great lords of their people. She had travelled widely herself in her youth but that had been in days of peace and hope at the beginning of the age. She deemed that there might be more to this girl than immediately met the eye.

"I will restrain my curiosity as regards your mission, but I am glad your errand is not so urgent that you cannot tarry a while. There has been some problem in the kitchen - the cook has disappeared but I am sure we will be able to find something to eat presently. And my nephew tells me the ale is very fine should you prefer it to tea!"

09-01-2009, 04:22 PM	#1
Nessa Telrunya Shade of Carn Dûm Join Date: Jun 2009 Location: In a paper bag Posts: 396	Nessa stepped in, stooping to avoid the door, and, sure enough, the presence of a foreign obeject passed unnervingly close to her crown. She unsteadily spoke, not sure where to direct her voice. "A fellow elf, is it? Have you recently left Rivendell?" She strained her ears to be sure the reply would be heard, unknowing of where the reply would come from or what direction she should turn her face. Last edited by Nessa Telrunya; 09-02-2009 at 02:11 PM.

09-12-2009, 07:41 PM	#4
Loslote The Werewolf's Companion Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: The Moon Posts: 3,021	Idhreniel noticed a couple of young elves that had joined the older elf. She vaguely recognized them, but could not remember where she had seen them. Touching the other elf's elbow lightly, she walked over to them. "Hello," Idhreniel said. "I seem to recall seeing you before, but I can't place you...who are you?" If she did know the two, she would be glad to have the opportunity to discuss business of Rivendell. She missed the easy friendship of home. The loneliness got to her on trips like this one, and she always wished she wasn't so uncomfortable around strangers. Last edited by piosenniel; 09-13-2009 at 10:40 PM.

09-14-2009, 01:11 PM	#5
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	Carantilion Cir had recognised the speaker but was no more sure of her name than she was of theirs. An elf of rivendell indeed but sufficiently older than the twins for their paths not to have crossed. Determined to prove to his aunt that he could behave properly, the boy rose to his feet and greeted Idhreniel formally in the manner of their folk before introducing himself. "I think you know us from Rivendell, my name is Carantilion Laicirith and this is my sister Enpauriel Laicirith but we both get called Cir. Our father Gilthalion is a smith there. This is our aunt, Mithalwen - we are on our way to Mithlond, to stay for a while." Carantilion decided not to explain further for now... if by some miracle their misdeeds were not known to all at Rivendell (which was the impression he had from his father's reproaches) there was no need to mention them. "Will you join us? - I'm sorry I don't know your name " he enquired, while his aunt and sister smiled in welcome and made room at their little table. Last edited by Mithalwen; 09-15-2009 at 11:11 AM.

09-14-2009, 07:28 PM	#6
Loslote The Werewolf's Companion Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: The Moon Posts: 3,021	"Greetings, I am Idhreniel," she said. "I also am traveling to Mithlond - I have a message from Elrond. I would be glad to join you." She smiled tentatively at the two elven ladies and sat quietly near them. "I have heard of your father, though we've never actually met. My father has spoken with him before. Why are you going to Mithlond?" she asked to make conversation. Last edited by Loslote; 09-14-2009 at 07:42 PM.

09-01-2009, 07:49 PM	#2
Loslote The Werewolf's Companion Join Date: Aug 2009 Location: The Moon Posts: 3,021	"Yes, I have," Idhreniel answered. "I am traveling to Mithlond. My name is Idhreniel. And you?" She was glad to have a purpose - idling was so uncomfortable - but then, so was meeting new people. Still, the other elf looked nice. "Who are you looking for?" Idhreniel asked. "I may have seen him on my journey here."

09-05-2009, 04:12 PM	#3
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	Mithalwen had not taken any notice at first of the new arrivals - her niece had brought the promised tea and news from the kitchen of the cook's disappearance and subsequent investigations had absorbed her attention. However when she heard her name mentioned she looked up and saw two elfwomen - both were strangers to her, dark haired and of medium height, and clad in green but of diffent hues. Blessed with the keen ears of all her kindred she could not but help hearing their speech. She heard them name Rivendell - if that was their home it explained why she did not recognise them. Mithalwen knew all who dwellt in her native Mithlond and nearly all of the older inhabitants of Rivendell, either becasue they like her brother had gone there from Lindon after Gilgalad's death or from her visits there. However these visits had been less frequent and shorter in latter days as the world seemed to darken again and she did not know some of the younger folk even by sight. These two were young, in her eyes at least , one perhaps no older than her nephew and niece. The bond between the twins was so strong that they seldom needed other company but the community of Rivendell was not so big that they would be quite ignorant of each other she supposed. And she thought ruefully that the twins bent for mischief had made them quite notorious. So one was travelling to Mithlond? She was sure that she was not one of the Pilgrims who had escorted the Cirs to Woodhall. And that was another puzzle. She had chosen to stay at the Perch to avoidenduring further discussion of the twins errant behaviour from thier erstwhile travelling companions but it was a little strange for her kindred to choose to stay among mortals when elf halls were but a few miles away. No doubt they had their reasons and she might learn them in time. Her nephew's hopeful voice interrupted her thoughts... "Aunt Mithalwen, didn't you say something about presents?" "I did but that can wait a moment or two more - do you know either of the elves who have just come in?". With a total lack of subtlety the twins turned so that they could see the newcomers.

09-15-2009, 11:31 AM	#7
Mithalwen Pilgrim Soul Join Date: May 2004 Location: watching the wonga-wonga birds circle... Posts: 9,461	Mithalwen "My brother is not a great conversationalist" said Mithalwen reflecting that Gilthalion was capable of making laconicism as much of an art form as he did his smith work . "His wife Enhiriel, you might know she is a bookbinder so is often to be found in the Library - also a great deal more sociable. We are going to Mithlond because I live there - Gilthalion removed to Rivendell after the Last Alliance but I could not live happily long away from the sea. These two are coming to live with me for a while. They journeyed with a group of Pilgrims who are now at the Woodhall where I came to meet them" . Mithalwen looked carefully at the younger elf woman, to travel alone in these darkening days was noteworthy, especially as a messenger between the great lords of their people. She had travelled widely herself in her youth but that had been in days of peace and hope at the beginning of the age. She deemed that there might be more to this girl than immediately met the eye. "I will restrain my curiosity as regards your mission, but I am glad your errand is not so urgent that you cannot tarry a while. There has been some problem in the kitchen - the cook has disappeared but I am sure we will be able to find something to eat presently. And my nephew tells me the ale is very fine should you prefer it to tea!"