Oropher

King of the Woodland Realm. | Highly Selective, Tolkien Verse. |

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Even in the summer rain.

Their love blossoms.

Honestly this is what the soldiers see when they come across them. Oropher refusing to yield and Ereinion trying to reason with madness.

The air is cold and the rain drops unforgiving.

(Not Gil slouching slightly as Oropher looks up. What a shorty)

There is a silent argument on the wind. They can not pick it up with the heavy rain, but they know it’s there. Nevertheless, they do not approach fear of provoking them, yet surround the area and keep a carful watch. They’ll eventually come to a decision, or perhaps one or the other will break.

“Now is not the time for you to be stubborn, Oropher.” There is a chilling, bone-deep cold that comes from being soaked in the rain. The endless hammering.

“I will not risk the lives of my people because of your decrepit actions, High King.” The title rolled off his tongue, making a mockery of him.

We all know Oropher has a bit of an attitude. 

The Aura

Ereinion Gil-Galad for the most part has the patience to deal with it. Except in dire situations. 

Some random guard: ^ Unintentionally bumps into Oropher causing the two to collide.

Just some random thoughts. Headcanons.

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Just a passing thought:

Alternative Universe

Oropher stumbling across Ereinion Gil-Galad’s supposedly lost ring and the first thought that came to his mind was to try it on. It is bigger than he expected, loose and would surely slip from his slinger fingers. So he thought; why not try it onto his middle figure that is more in width?

It fits, but hardly.

Yet he examines the ring with a mild curiosity even when knowing it must be returned as he had no desire to keep it. To keep Vilya. And yet he found great amusement in the thought of the esteemed High King loosing his composure in the loss of such a significant piece of jewelry. Perhaps he’d tease him for a bit before returning it.

(Not sure why, but this song always gave me Oropher vibes)

In the woodlands low, born of ice and snow,

there's a maiden weeping tonight.

Snow falls softly 'neath the winter moon

Traveler passing through, feet all bare, his smile was true

His eyes shone with starlight

he waked softly 'neath the winter moon 🌙

Love made my heart soar, you're the one I've waited for

Stay with me forever

Sksksks not me posing with my own hand and ring for these edits.

This would be a fun rp development.

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Gil-Galad once compared Oropher to a Tuberose, a flower of sin. As he is drawn to something you can not resist.

Invokes lust. (though I’d say not the physical kind.)

Tuberose

…symbolizes a fascinating contrast between pure innocence and intoxicating passion. Its stunning, intensely fragrant white blooms make it a staple in romantic bouquets and perfumes, while historically representing seduction, forbidden pleasure, and intense desire.

- Like the glistening snow in the midst of winter, cold, yet pure as can be. Appearance wise, of course. The wrath of Oropher told otherwise.

note is is not some physical attachments. Rather similar to that of a soul mate a red thread.

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Oropher

Of the woodland realm.

Random notes:

- [ ] Reason Oropher is often found outside walking through the winter forest alone is because his wife found solace in the season, she loved it dearly from the pure white snow, to the beauty it gave off often commenting how it reminded her of Oropher. From silver hair to his cold eyes. By definition he was winter. She often dragged him along to admire it all, occasionally being childish. After her death during the fall his attitude had changed for the worse. He closed him off, though not from his own son whom he had sworn to protect. Now days he roams the winter forest, alone, reminiscing with every fall of every snowflake. Despite his hatred of the cold will linger there for long periods of time hoping that one day he would see her.

- [ ] More often than not would take a seat beneath an old willow tree that he had found in his early years of Greenwood, one similar to one that his wife planted long ago, and watch the snow fall until eventually he would slip away into a light slumber. Whenever his escort would find him would often panic and hurry to wake him.

- [ ] Suffering the loss of his beloved wife he left his home land along with his son and people. He could no longer look upon those lands without recalling the tragic moment of her passing, no fond memories.

- [ ] Oropher does and doesn’t rely heavily on the council, some being of lords he had brought with him into Greenwood, but many being form the realm itself. He cares deeply for their opinion of him, the council and his people. Part of the reason Oropher had fallen in battle, not only due to his own arrogance, but because the influence of his council.

- [ ] When Oropher first realized he had fallen for the high king he was petrified beyond words. Yet he had a feeling with how the high king presented himself before him that he was not alone.

|English is not my first.🫣

Forgive mistakes.

Edit done by me O.ropher/insta

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