masteroftheseas

The preening grin wilted away at the look on his Elf's face. Carefully climbing to his feet on the rock like a child taking its first steps, he slowly crept his way in to the shore where Círdan stood waiting. "It's a /lovely/ day for a ride, don't you think? Not too hot or bright for it." He tried another hopeful smile as he reached out to 'brush' some water off of his shoulder. "Careful you don't catch a chill like that."

“Yes, a very lovely day,” he sighed, brow raising as he watched Ossë ‘brush’ water from his shoulder.  Yes, that worked.  "I would think after three ages you would’ve learned how to stop other than a making a torrential downpour for everyone.“




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



independent & selective

shipwright

played by simon