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"Oropher... Son of Elmo..", the ellon whimpered quietly, feeling the heat mounting up his cheeks. Gil-galad gave Círdan a little glance and he could only guess that his face was red as tomato. He knew why he was in Falas in the first place but he missed him so..

Círdan looped an arm around the elfling’s shoulders to hug him closer to his side, rubbing a hand along the outside of his arm.  ”I cannot say we will go today, but I will see if it is possible to do so soon.  Does that sound fair to you?”




nowe.
cirdan the shipwright.
lord of the grey havens.



independent & selective

shipwright

played by simon