Brania of Lorien
Dúnedain of the South
Wanderer Healer
Myrddin Dark Elf Elven Assassin
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Post by Brania of Lorien on May 4, 2006 15:12:24 GMT
Brania had been at peace since she stepped through the boarders of Lothlorien. There was a calmness that was saturated in the earth, the tress, and the animals from the centuries of being so close to the Elves. There was no place in Middle-Earth like Lorien and she was so lucky to be able to call it home.
The City was much as it always was. A soft music was drifting though the air, someone was always making music here. She was a lone woman among the nobel Elves, but they never minded, even from the beginning. It was almost as if she was the special project that the community had taken on. Brania bought herself a piece of bright red fruit, one that only grew here. She left the main part of the City for the area where Rumil lived, her chosen brother among the Elves.
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Elladan
Half Elf
Lord of Rivendell
Elrohir High Elf Lord of Rivendell
Sons of Elrond
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Post by Elladan on May 7, 2006 1:52:47 GMT
(Mind if I join?)
Having been travelling for several days, it was a wonderful sight for Elladan and Elrohir when they passed into the northern borders of the Golden Wood of Lothlorien. They had been here many times, escorting their sister to and fro. But it was the Lady Galadriel that gave them some of the finest gifts an elf could ask for. Slowing their horses down, the two twins simultaneously slid off their horses ever so gracefully and started walking the beasts.
"We have a visitor," Elladan said softly, noticing Rana. There was no doubt that she was looking for Rumil, her chosen brother among the Elves. But he knew that Rumil and Haldir had moved on from here. He knew that Haldir had once thought about crossing the Sea, but Elladan never found out. Perhaps he could have moved to Eryn Lasgalen, just like the Lord Celeborn and dwell with the King Thranduil of Greenwood. But then again, the Elves had stopped leaving Middle Earth after the fires of Orodruin were reignited.
"One that I'm sure will be pleased to have our pleasure," Elrohir replied softly. "Rana!" he called out, hiding himself and his horse among the trees. His brother - as he saw - did the same, concealing himself. Hiding was not a difficult job in Lothlorien, especially when they grew up with Haldir, who was later to become a Marchwarden of the Galadhrim of Lorien. "It is a surprise to see you in Lorien now that the Lady of the Wood has passed over the Sea. Tell me, what is your business here?"
((Fixed everything))
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Brania of Lorien
Dúnedain of the South
Wanderer Healer
Myrddin Dark Elf Elven Assassin
Posts: 84
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Post by Brania of Lorien on May 8, 2006 12:55:38 GMT
She had not been expecting anyone to drop in on her. This was Lothlorien, her home, her save haven. So she wasn't too worried when she heard her name being called out...and after a moment, Brania recognized the voices, even though she couldn't see the Elves when she turned around.
"Elrohir," she called in greeting, "and I am sure that Ellada is with you. I think it would go against the laws of nature for one of you to be out without the other close by." She and the twins had travelled together at times and both were friends of Strider, just as she was. "Why am I here? This is still my home. Even if the Lady has passed beyong the Sea, there are still Elves here. What brings you to the Golden Wood?"
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