Caranthir mutters to himself wondering how much mithril the dwarves will mine today. โDonโt they realize deadlines are a thing? Maybe I should show them the true power of wealth.โ
@OpiateArchetype โHave I been reckless? One would say crossing east in itโs self was reckless, but since you followed it must not be that reckless, hmmm?โ He studies her a moment. โHow is Celebrimbor anyway?โ
@OpiateArchetype โTerrible or not it is one I will see to the end. Which brings me to a point I want to discuss in this little visit. My fatherโs blood flows through me...it flows through you as well.โ
โThey were made by us, Erestor. Donโt forget them.โ
Caranthir strolled out of Thargelion, wincing at the sun a bit. His attention turned to birdsong as he tried to get his mind off of reeking dwarves. Most days he could handle them, but in times like this, his mind looked west.
- It was as if the very planet's lifestream flowed around his
body, pulling at his soul. Transparent tendrils wrapped around him. Apathetic to his existence. - #arda
- Early stars began to appear and as much as he admired them soon it would be time to head back inside.
Closing his eyes, he could hear the sound of Arda calling to his ears. - #arda
Caranthir rested his back against a moss covered boulder along the mountain side. The slight breeze on this autumn evening smelled fresh and clean. - #arda
@ignis_john Caranthir made his way through the woods, examining the wild life, the trees, plants and fungi. Then he noticed the house in the woods. He never noticed it before. Would could be in it? A spy? Doubtful. He knocked on the door and waited for an answer.
@ignis_john Caranthir patted the nose of his steed and rested at the bottom of the mountain side. His eyes gazed west toward the horizon. The grass field was wide and a few small trees dotted the landscape. On the horizon laid that familiar forest. -
- It stood in contrast to the snowy mountain behind him in the east.
He took out a wood pipe with a long stem and with a few puffs it was lit.
The sounds of a lite wind carrying the hum of insects filled the air. Then the noise stopped. Someone was about.