Estë the Gentle

Arda's Number One healer. Likes sleeping, herbs, and quiet. Parody.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@hotwraithhands @confusedbirdboy @nessatheswift @NotHalbrand *she binds their hands together*

And stand together, but not too near together: for the pillars of the temple stand apart, and the oak tree and the cypress grow not in each other's shadow.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

#unhingedfellowship, gather near! A beautiful celebration is starting soon in the Isle of Lórellin... #dwessawedding

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@hotwraithhands @confusedbirdboy @nessatheswift @NotHalbrand Sing and dance together and be joyous, but let each one of you be alone, even as the strings of a lute are alone though they quiver with the same music.

Give your hearts, but not into each other's keeping. For only the hand of Life can contain your hearts.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@confusedbirdboy @nessatheswift @NotHalbrand @hotwraithhands *Estë stands beneath the archway, beckoning the couple forward. In her hands she holds the handfasting ribbon* Approach.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

Attention, everyone! Please, take your seats. The ceremony shall begin shortly.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

As the guests begin to arrive, they proceed to the wedding area. The music of Estë gently echoes in the background, and nightingales fill the venue with their singing.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@hotwraithhands @OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul *she sighs, looking at her kindly* I will only tell you this: It has been done before. But young Arondir here... I fear we did not succeed.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul Do not blame yourself, child. There is nobility in attempting something that you deem impossible. *she offers her hand to help him up* We must consider our next steps.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul *she sighs* Yes. I am sorry.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul *Estë is looking down at them sadly. She rushes to Arondir's side, robes rustling, and softly caresses his shoulders, Singing softly.* Hush. Hush. You were brave, child.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul *still laughing, louder and louder, the shape reaches out and pushes him backward. Arondir is thrown violently, falling deep into the mist, clutching at air.

Then he wakes up, nearly jumping from the bed, sweaty and panting.*

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul *the shape moves closer, its features distorting into a monstrous form.* You are out of your time. You do not belong here. Sauron will be better without you. *it laughs an ugly, low pitched chuckle* Surrender to her. You will do everyone a favor.

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul *the spectre vanishes into mist, laughing, then reappears behind him* "What will he say when he finds out you are responsible for his ruin? One more person that you loved, destroyed... You are a corruption, infecting everything you touch."

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul *he laughs harshly* It matters not. It's too late. How does it feel, Arondir? How does it feel to know you will turn the one you love back towards evil? Do you think he will agree with you that you couldn't tell? Do you think you will be forgiven?

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul *he raises his eyebrows and looks at him with a condescending expression* It is admirable how far you have gotten with him. He has forgiven you all. Do you think he will forgive this too? Despite the consequences?

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul Indeed, I am merely a mirror that reflects back to you your own mind. Yet, there are things even in yourself you may not know, Arondir. Things you fail to admit, even in the deepest parts of your being. *he stops pacing, and smiles more widely* Tell me, does he know yet?

[Estë the Gentle @valieoflorellin]

@OtherArondir @NotHalbrand @ArondirSmolder @ParttimeNazgul Why? Are you in a hurry? Or afraid that you shall yield? *he studies him, cold-eyed, then starts circling him.* Hmm. Or maybe my mere sight cuts you deep. Do you have trouble facing yourself? *his lips are drawn in a tiny smile* Not a fan of mirrors?