Bowman

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She was only a whiskey-maker, but he loved her still.

and cue a weak chuckle

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"Evening Bard." (kingofthemirkwoodelks)

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        “Evening, my Lord Thranduil. Have you need of me?”

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smaugiiisms:

  Looming nightmare, hidden within the shadows and the crevice of rebuilt brick–how he still smelt  the ash and ruin that once coated the town in its entirety. Alas, it was a reminder of the day he had finally be defeated–but also, anew. Scales to skin, fire halted by temporary patience, wings to hands  and feet instead. 

  Day by day, amber eyes watch patiently, the same time. It was a routine, watching the bowman waltz around the place, kids near sometimes. How his hand clenches tight into a fist at the sight of the bowman,  ready to rip him limb from limb. Patience, a reminder  to ease his fist and breathe. His chest heaves with a  large breath, letting the pain swell within. Now act! A wolf among sheep, hiding cruelties behind a faux  smile, so wide and bright, a contrast from dreadful, woeful, tired eyes. 

❝ Bard–All is swell today? ❞

  He was quick to speak up, his voice deep and  gravelly. His tall, looming figure strides only a few steps, but away from the comforts of the shadows, the smile implanted onto his face. 

Bard’s chestnut gaze was quick to snap over and inspect the source of the voice, eyeing the man critically. He was  a stranger, tall and formidable, but there was something.... vaguely familiar about him. He must be a townsman, or perhaps one of the band of men that had rode in from Bree naught a fortnight ago. Whomever he was, he knew Bard--- or at the very least of him, and so he offers a wary smile in return. Just the smallest quirk of his lips as he continues on his errands for the day. One of the dwarves from Thorin’s company had asked to see him, and that was just one of the many things he had on his list to do this morning.

“ Aye, as well as to be expected. ”

The archer slows his step, but moves in a way that can be viewed as a tentative invitation for the other to join him in stride. There’s little time for idle chat, but care enough in his fellow man for him to listen should there be something to report.

“ Pray pardon, friend. I do not think we’ve met. Have you news? ”

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in that case, where da arrow at bc last i checked theyre ded and gone

erebor’s but a stones throw from here, i could have them craft more.

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@idhrinnaran

    There’s a boar snuffling about in the woods along the line of the river, and back home there are three hungry mouths to feed. Fish had been scarce lately, as they always were in the springtime, and so many in Laketown had gone hungry. Bard was determined not to let the same happen to his family. Tilda who was hardly two, did not deserve to sleep with an empty stomach. It was with a decided nervousness that he notched an arrow into his bow, tilting it to aim at the pig. These lands were still technically within the elves’ kingdom, and were he to be caught, the  possibility of conflict could happen between Mirkwood and Laketown.

     Bard was in no way a poor shot, and he could have felled the boar easily. But something about the neighboring trees put him on edge.... He felt as though he were being watched, and it unsettled him.

    He stopped mid-draw and scanned the treeline, dark eyes keen and focused. Someone was definitely here. And by here, well. It could only be an elf.

Rather than risk it, the bargeman lowered his bow and let his target escape. With a grumpy sigh, he slipped his arrow back into his quiver and went back to heaving barrels. A rather thankless job, but the one he had been given. If he couldn’t hunt here, then the pay he’d get from here would buy them a rabbit at the very lest.

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bard i would love to bear your children ;3c

        ‘ i have enough children. ’

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sonofthearrow:

lukeevanss:

First look of Luke Evans as Gaston in Beauty of the Beast (EW)

@idagnir / @rexvati

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botherxburgling:

Tagged by @makhlun and tagging whomever wants to do it!! sorry I’m not here much, I’ve been hit by the Sasuke muse.

ONE ( name / alias ). Savvy TWO ( birthday ). August 23 THREE ( zodiac sign ). Leo-Virgo FOUR ( height ).  5′6 FIVE  ( time ). 1.41 pm SIX ( sleep ). 3-5 SEVEN ( favourite books ). Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, The Immortals, Woman who rides like a man, Redwall, Vampirates, Peter and the Star-Catchers EIGHT ( favourite artists ).Hasley, Mcr, Lumineers, Sleeping at Last. 5s0s, One direction NINE ( last movie watched ) The good dinosaur (it was cute wow) TEN ( college ). Some, but I’m a poor ho. I work instead. ELEVEN ( dream job ). Teaching. Kind of want to go teach english in an Asian country. TWELVE ( the meaning behind your url ).It means ‘king of man’ in Latin. Amazing.

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elcnath:

   ❝Most certainly not.❞ The Elleth scoffed, as she removed the net from her legs now. ❝Perhaps you should pay more attention next time.❞  

 ❝Aye, I will.❞ He mumbled, watching her carefully as he brought the barge to a halt on the bank, hoisting up his stick to retrieve the net as the elf disentangled herself from it.  ❝I hope you are not offended, Mistress. I’d not wish to scorn a lady of the wood.❞

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——— “ But not if I kill it first. ”

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I am not involved with the Elven King.

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“So Da, how open minded are you for arranged marriages? Just asking.”

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“Arranged? I know we are... Of nobility of sorts, but this doesn’t mean you have to marry a noble you’ve not met yet, son.”

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So da, I heard you're taking care of ALL your grandkids today? Mind if I leave my little trouble maker with you, too?

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@littlelakegirl

You are now my favourite child, Tilda. You don’t cohort with dragons and strange men behind my back. Come, you can sail with me on the barge if you like, just like you did when you were younger. You still care for your poor, old father, yes?

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-drops baby Brand on you- have my son see yaa

gently looks down upon grandson. is pleased.

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Dad no flaying pls eew 😑😑

“Am I not the King.”