Drake, the human bartender, waves at them and pops a peanut in his mouth. (Read his bio on the op)
An elf with long blonde hair, dyed black at the tips, in shining battle armor with a mithril sword says “greetings, elfkin. Welcome to the wild’s edge tavern, I too am new here and have yet to talk to all of its regulars. I am Yävansuru. The autumn wind. What is thy name?”
"Silver, The Blind Archer. I thank you for this gracious welcoming. Would you mind leading me somewhere to sit? I had a long journey."
“Certainly my friend.” Yävansuru’s voice sounds like a light whisper, and yet, it’s loud enough to hear. He guides silver to a seat in the elven section. “Tell me, Silver, what brought thou on this long journey?”
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
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Drake, the human bartender, waves at them and pops a peanut in his mouth. (Read his bio on the op)
An elf with long blonde hair, dyed black at the tips, in shining battle armor with a mithril sword says “greetings, elfkin. Welcome to the wild’s edge tavern, I too am new here and have yet to talk to all of its regulars. I am Yävansuru. The autumn wind. What is thy name?”
"Silver, The Blind Archer. I thank you for this gracious welcoming. Would you mind leading me somewhere to sit? I had a long journey."
“Certainly my friend.” Yävansuru’s voice sounds like a light whisper, and yet, it’s loud enough to hear. He guides silver to a seat in the elven section. “Tell me, Silver, what brought thou on this long journey?”
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
“Most visitors of taverns I find are. Would thy like a drink? I can pay. Where do thou come from? I come from far off, The city of Gondolin.”
Drake, the human bartender, waves at them and pops a peanut in his mouth. (Read his bio on the op)
An elf with long blonde hair, dyed black at the tips, in shining battle armor with a mithril sword says “greetings, elfkin. Welcome to the wild’s edge tavern, I too am new here and have yet to talk to all of its regulars. I am Yävansuru. The autumn wind. What is thy name?”
"Silver, The Blind Archer. I thank you for this gracious welcoming. Would you mind leading me somewhere to sit? I had a long journey."
“Certainly my friend.” Yävansuru’s voice sounds like a light whisper, and yet, it’s loud enough to hear. He guides silver to a seat in the elven section. “Tell me, Silver, what brought thou on this long journey?”
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
“Most visitors of taverns I find are. Would thy like a drink? I can pay. Where do thou come from? I come from far off, The city of Gondolin.”
"I do not know my homes' name, for I have never heard mention of it, and it was rarely said around me. I would like some wine."
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Drake, the human bartender, waves at them and pops a peanut in his mouth. (Read his bio on the op)
An elf with long blonde hair, dyed black at the tips, in shining battle armor with a mithril sword says “greetings, elfkin. Welcome to the wild’s edge tavern, I too am new here and have yet to talk to all of its regulars. I am Yävansuru. The autumn wind. What is thy name?”
"Silver, The Blind Archer. I thank you for this gracious welcoming. Would you mind leading me somewhere to sit? I had a long journey."
“Certainly my friend.” Yävansuru’s voice sounds like a light whisper, and yet, it’s loud enough to hear. He guides silver to a seat in the elven section. “Tell me, Silver, what brought thou on this long journey?”
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
“Most visitors of taverns I find are. Would thy like a drink? I can pay. Where do thou come from? I come from far off, The city of Gondolin.”
"I do not know my homes' name, for I have never heard mention of it, and it was rarely said around me. I would like some wine."
“That’s odd. Have you always been blind?” Yävan hands him a wine.
Drake, the human bartender, waves at them and pops a peanut in his mouth. (Read his bio on the op)
An elf with long blonde hair, dyed black at the tips, in shining battle armor with a mithril sword says “greetings, elfkin. Welcome to the wild’s edge tavern, I too am new here and have yet to talk to all of its regulars. I am Yävansuru. The autumn wind. What is thy name?”
"Silver, The Blind Archer. I thank you for this gracious welcoming. Would you mind leading me somewhere to sit? I had a long journey."
“Certainly my friend.” Yävansuru’s voice sounds like a light whisper, and yet, it’s loud enough to hear. He guides silver to a seat in the elven section. “Tell me, Silver, what brought thou on this long journey?”
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
“Most visitors of taverns I find are. Would thy like a drink? I can pay. Where do thou come from? I come from far off, The city of Gondolin.”
"I do not know my homes' name, for I have never heard mention of it, and it was rarely said around me. I would like some wine."
“That’s odd. Have you always been blind?” Yävan hands him a wine.
"Yes, I was born blind." He takes the wine and starts sipping it.
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Drake, the human bartender, waves at them and pops a peanut in his mouth. (Read his bio on the op)
An elf with long blonde hair, dyed black at the tips, in shining battle armor with a mithril sword says “greetings, elfkin. Welcome to the wild’s edge tavern, I too am new here and have yet to talk to all of its regulars. I am Yävansuru. The autumn wind. What is thy name?”
"Silver, The Blind Archer. I thank you for this gracious welcoming. Would you mind leading me somewhere to sit? I had a long journey."
“Certainly my friend.” Yävansuru’s voice sounds like a light whisper, and yet, it’s loud enough to hear. He guides silver to a seat in the elven section. “Tell me, Silver, what brought thou on this long journey?”
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
“Most visitors of taverns I find are. Would thy like a drink? I can pay. Where do thou come from? I come from far off, The city of Gondolin.”
"I do not know my homes' name, for I have never heard mention of it, and it was rarely said around me. I would like some wine."
“That’s odd. Have you always been blind?” Yävan hands him a wine.
"Yes, I was born blind." He takes the wine and starts sipping it.
“Thou must have keen senses if so. Especially being an archer. How does thy shoot?” Yävan sounds intrigued. Silver can hear his armor clinking as he sips his wine.
"And now we have a knight of Goldolin here. Gondolin!"
V: "One of the old elven dominion? If it was so great, why did it fall?"
M: "Because Morgoth, a foe so great that even Sauron was merely a servant of him, sent dragons, balrogs, and many great creations of destruction to destroy it. We fought long and hard, but against an army so great we could never hope to triumph. It took only one balrog to drive the dwarves from Moria, but we stood against many."
"For as much as Durin's folk love to brag, they are weak cowards. Now, I ask, has any such thing befallen the dwarves of the eastern mansions? No."
*He’s saying that his race are weak cowards and then says that their strongholds are tougher then the elves?*
Drake, the human bartender, waves at them and pops a peanut in his mouth. (Read his bio on the op)
An elf with long blonde hair, dyed black at the tips, in shining battle armor with a mithril sword says “greetings, elfkin. Welcome to the wild’s edge tavern, I too am new here and have yet to talk to all of its regulars. I am Yävansuru. The autumn wind. What is thy name?”
"Silver, The Blind Archer. I thank you for this gracious welcoming. Would you mind leading me somewhere to sit? I had a long journey."
“Certainly my friend.” Yävansuru’s voice sounds like a light whisper, and yet, it’s loud enough to hear. He guides silver to a seat in the elven section. “Tell me, Silver, what brought thou on this long journey?”
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
“Most visitors of taverns I find are. Would thy like a drink? I can pay. Where do thou come from? I come from far off, The city of Gondolin.”
"I do not know my homes' name, for I have never heard mention of it, and it was rarely said around me. I would like some wine."
“That’s odd. Have you always been blind?” Yävan hands him a wine.
"Yes, I was born blind." He takes the wine and starts sipping it.
“Thou must have keen senses if so. Especially being an archer. How does thy shoot?” Yävan sounds intrigued. Silver can hear his armor clinking as he sips his wine.
"Years and years of training my senses. I can 'see' as long as something makes sound, or if something near it makes sound. If you would like, I can demonstrate outside."
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Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
"I know of you Megilhir. I was but a mere soldier of a high ranking. Nowhere near your level general. I doubt you would know someone as insignificant as me."
Drake, the human bartender, waves at them and pops a peanut in his mouth. (Read his bio on the op)
An elf with long blonde hair, dyed black at the tips, in shining battle armor with a mithril sword says “greetings, elfkin. Welcome to the wild’s edge tavern, I too am new here and have yet to talk to all of its regulars. I am Yävansuru. The autumn wind. What is thy name?”
"Silver, The Blind Archer. I thank you for this gracious welcoming. Would you mind leading me somewhere to sit? I had a long journey."
“Certainly my friend.” Yävansuru’s voice sounds like a light whisper, and yet, it’s loud enough to hear. He guides silver to a seat in the elven section. “Tell me, Silver, what brought thou on this long journey?”
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
“Most visitors of taverns I find are. Would thy like a drink? I can pay. Where do thou come from? I come from far off, The city of Gondolin.”
"I do not know my homes' name, for I have never heard mention of it, and it was rarely said around me. I would like some wine."
“That’s odd. Have you always been blind?” Yävan hands him a wine.
"Yes, I was born blind." He takes the wine and starts sipping it.
“Thou must have keen senses if so. Especially being an archer. How does thy shoot?” Yävan sounds intrigued. Silver can hear his armor clinking as he sips his wine.
"Years and years of training my senses. I can 'see' as long as something makes sound, or if something near it makes sound. If you would like, I can demonstrate outside."
Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
"I know of you Megilhir. I was but a mere soldier of a high ranking. Nowhere near your level general. I doubt you would know someone as insignificant as me."
“I do feel like I know your voice. Did we fight together when Gondolin fell?”
Drake, the human bartender, waves at them and pops a peanut in his mouth. (Read his bio on the op)
An elf with long blonde hair, dyed black at the tips, in shining battle armor with a mithril sword says “greetings, elfkin. Welcome to the wild’s edge tavern, I too am new here and have yet to talk to all of its regulars. I am Yävansuru. The autumn wind. What is thy name?”
"Silver, The Blind Archer. I thank you for this gracious welcoming. Would you mind leading me somewhere to sit? I had a long journey."
“Certainly my friend.” Yävansuru’s voice sounds like a light whisper, and yet, it’s loud enough to hear. He guides silver to a seat in the elven section. “Tell me, Silver, what brought thou on this long journey?”
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
“Most visitors of taverns I find are. Would thy like a drink? I can pay. Where do thou come from? I come from far off, The city of Gondolin.”
"I do not know my homes' name, for I have never heard mention of it, and it was rarely said around me. I would like some wine."
“That’s odd. Have you always been blind?” Yävan hands him a wine.
"Yes, I was born blind." He takes the wine and starts sipping it.
“Thou must have keen senses if so. Especially being an archer. How does thy shoot?” Yävan sounds intrigued. Silver can hear his armor clinking as he sips his wine.
"Years and years of training my senses. I can 'see' as long as something makes sound, or if something near it makes sound. If you would like, I can demonstrate outside."
"It would be an honor."
He gets up and starts walking to the door.
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Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
"I know of you Megilhir. I was but a mere soldier of a high ranking. Nowhere near your level general. I doubt you would know someone as insignificant as me."
“I do feel like I know your voice. Did we fight together when Gondolin fell?”
"We might have. I remember nearly getting killed but being saved by my best friend. only for him to die. that truly was the saddest day in history."
Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
"I know of you Megilhir. I was but a mere soldier of a high ranking. Nowhere near your level general. I doubt you would know someone as insignificant as me."
“I do feel like I know your voice. Did we fight together when Gondolin fell?”
"We might have. I remember nearly getting killed but being saved by my best friend. only for him to die. that truly was the saddest day in history."
Megilhir bows his head “I agree. I lost many of my friends, including my own brother.”
Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
"I know of you Megilhir. I was but a mere soldier of a high ranking. Nowhere near your level general. I doubt you would know someone as insignificant as me."
“I do feel like I know your voice. Did we fight together when Gondolin fell?”
"We might have. I remember nearly getting killed but being saved by my best friend. only for him to die. that truly was the saddest day in history."
Megilhir bows his head “I agree. I lost many of my friends, including my own brother.”
"You were an astounding general. I'm surprised to find you hear. especially as a bartender"
Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
"I know of you Megilhir. I was but a mere soldier of a high ranking. Nowhere near your level general. I doubt you would know someone as insignificant as me."
“I do feel like I know your voice. Did we fight together when Gondolin fell?”
"We might have. I remember nearly getting killed but being saved by my best friend. only for him to die. that truly was the saddest day in history."
Megilhir bows his head “I agree. I lost many of my friends, including my own brother.”
"You were an astounding general. I'm surprised to find you hear. especially as a bartender"
Megilhir smiles “After a life of adventure, sometimes it is nice to settle down and do something simple. I am still a member of the White Council and the lieutenant of Galadriel, but I help to run this tavern in my spare time. It allows me to keep an eye on the darkness in Mirkwood, too.”
Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
"I know of you Megilhir. I was but a mere soldier of a high ranking. Nowhere near your level general. I doubt you would know someone as insignificant as me."
“I do feel like I know your voice. Did we fight together when Gondolin fell?”
"We might have. I remember nearly getting killed but being saved by my best friend. only for him to die. that truly was the saddest day in history."
Megilhir bows his head “I agree. I lost many of my friends, including my own brother.”
"You were an astounding general. I'm surprised to find you hear. especially as a bartender"
Megilhir smiles “After a life of adventure, sometimes it is nice to settle down and do something simple. I am still a member of the White Council and the lieutenant of Galadriel, but I help to run this tavern in my spare time. It allows me to keep an eye on the darkness in Mirkwood, too.”
He nods. "This is quite an interesting tavern. Five different sections? Unique!" He finishes his wine. *gtg*
Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
"I know of you Megilhir. I was but a mere soldier of a high ranking. Nowhere near your level general. I doubt you would know someone as insignificant as me."
“I do feel like I know your voice. Did we fight together when Gondolin fell?”
"We might have. I remember nearly getting killed but being saved by my best friend. only for him to die. that truly was the saddest day in history."
Megilhir bows his head “I agree. I lost many of my friends, including my own brother.”
"You were an astounding general. I'm surprised to find you hear. especially as a bartender"
Megilhir smiles “After a life of adventure, sometimes it is nice to settle down and do something simple. I am still a member of the White Council and the lieutenant of Galadriel, but I help to run this tavern in my spare time. It allows me to keep an eye on the darkness in Mirkwood, too.”
He nods. "This is quite an interesting tavern. Five different sections? Unique!" He finishes his wine. *gtg*
"I am not sure of that myself at this point. I have left my home to prove myself, but everything I have done never seems like it was worthy enough for me to go back, so I have become a wanderer of the lands." Their voice was melancholy.
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“Most visitors of taverns I find are. Would thy like a drink? I can pay. Where do thou come from? I come from far off, The city of Gondolin.”
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"I do not know my homes' name, for I have never heard mention of it, and it was rarely said around me. I would like some wine."
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“That’s odd. Have you always been blind?” Yävan hands him a wine.
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"Yes, I was born blind." He takes the wine and starts sipping it.
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“Thou must have keen senses if so. Especially being an archer. How does thy shoot?” Yävan sounds intrigued. Silver can hear his armor clinking as he sips his wine.
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*He’s saying that his race are weak cowards and then says that their strongholds are tougher then the elves?*
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"Years and years of training my senses. I can 'see' as long as something makes sound, or if something near it makes sound. If you would like, I can demonstrate outside."
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Megilhir walks over to Yavan “Greetings, kinsman. I heard you used to dwell in Gondolin. I dwelt there too, for many years. I’m afraid I’ve seen so many faces in my life, I can’t remember yours. What was your position in Gondolin? It may help to draw my memory”
*Megilhir was one of the greatest generals of Gondolin, and he’s currently one of the most important elves in Middle Earth (next to Elrond and Galadriel), so Yavan would undoubtedly know of him.*
I'm the Valar (leader and creator) of The Lord of the Rings/The Hobbit/Anything Tolkien Cult!
Member of the Cult of Cats, High Elf of the Elven Guild, and Sauce Priest & Sauce Smith of the Supreme Court of Sauce.
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"I know of you Megilhir. I was but a mere soldier of a high ranking. Nowhere near your level general. I doubt you would know someone as insignificant as me."
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"It would be an honor."
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“I do feel like I know your voice. Did we fight together when Gondolin fell?”
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He gets up and starts walking to the door.
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"We might have. I remember nearly getting killed but being saved by my best friend. only for him to die. that truly was the saddest day in history."
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Megilhir bows his head “I agree. I lost many of my friends, including my own brother.”
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"You were an astounding general. I'm surprised to find you hear. especially as a bartender"
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Megilhir smiles “After a life of adventure, sometimes it is nice to settle down and do something simple. I am still a member of the White Council and the lieutenant of Galadriel, but I help to run this tavern in my spare time. It allows me to keep an eye on the darkness in Mirkwood, too.”
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He nods. "This is quite an interesting tavern. Five different sections? Unique!" He finishes his wine. *gtg*
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*Bye!*
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Vestri: "Anyone wants a drink?"
Ulfang: "Anyone wants to go on a hunt with me?"
Hi everyone! I'm working up the will to finalize my signature, so... I guess this will be the signature for now