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Saruman desesperately tried to hide his joy and relief as he was hearing the Maia’s voice. For a moment it was like if they had seen each other the day before. Like if nothing had change. He looked to the sunset, through the window of the tower. But everything had change, hadn’t it ?

“This is not what they call me now… Mai…Sauron.” He looked through the Palantir, he had to resist. He couldn’t join him: “I think… You have some things to tell me, it’s been a long way…”

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“I’m no stranger to name-changes,” he gave a laugh, acknowledging the slip, before adding an air of melancholy. “Do you abhor me as well, Curumo? I had hoped it was not so…”

He thought he could see some of the lands around Orthanc–for it must be Orthanc–for a brief moment. Filing the melancholy away again, he made his voice as teasing as it might once have been in truth, “But what shall I call you, Clever-One, if you no longer own your old name?”

“They call me Saruman. I hate it,” replied the Istar shortly. Talking again to Mairon was more difficult than he had thought and he was trying to figure out wether he was abhorring him or not.

“And my feelings toward you are of no importance here. What matters is what you have done,” he tried to look stern has he added: “You cannot just claim that you’re the ruler of those lands, Mairon.”

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“Oh how cute, you’re too small to reach the door handle !” exclamated the Istar, looking at Tuor’s effort to go out.

“I’m sorry dear, but I don’t want to go on a walk now, and it’s too dangerous letting you alone...”

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“Le suilo, Curumo! What brings you here?”

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Curumo lokked amazed at Galadriel. Her physicall apearance was the same as before but he could feel changes in her. Plus she had recognise him despite his new human-like body.

“Suilon, my lady. I’m glad to see you again after all those years. For what brought me here... Well I was sent, for a mission and... I thought that I could come to greet you. a Unlike me, you haven’t change a bit. How did you recognise me ?”

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⚔ //Heey//

Mairon allowed his carefully decrepit projection to smile through the distance and haze of the palantir, trying to get a better look at who he was speaking to from behind the screen of his illusions.

“Hello Curumo,” he said, false voice as enchanting as it had been those long years ago. “That is still you, is it not?”

// @skillful-istar ; how’s this?

#ooh i like it :D #priestofmelkor

Saruman desesperately tried to hide his joy and relief as he was hearing the Maia’s voice. For a moment it was like if they had seen each other the day before. Like if nothing had change. He looked to the sunset, through the window of the tower. But everything had change, hadn’t it ?

“This is not what they call me now... Mai...Sauron.” He looked through the Palantir, he had to resist. He couldn’t join him: “I think... You have some things to tell me, it’s been a long way...”

“You don’t have to hide from me. I’m trying to help you. I won’t hurt you, I promise.” //Hiii ~//

Arenónar was still unused to this land, Valinor; He became so used to Eregion he could get around without help. Yet he was still adjusting here, and his first time heading outside of Tirion his mother was turning out to be quite sour. He often found himself keeping out of sight of others, for in this land where everyone and everything was perfect, he found it hard not to deem himself a flaw. Everyone questioned him about his eyes, and it grew tiresome – which was why he tried to hide himself when he heard another’s presence.

“I’m not afraid that you will hurt me.” Arenónar said slowly, turning to the other’s direction. “If you wish to help me, I.. I would appreciate if you could lead me to Tirion. I can handle myself from there.”

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The elf was new here, and for a moment the Maia regretted offering his help. He was expecting some fight against some Maia or elf bullying a poor innocent, not being a tourist guide. But after a sigh he decided to help and smiled nicely to the other:

“Of course I can lead you there” he replied, starting to walk: “but tell me, if you want to reach the city what brought you to this deserted area ?”

Arenónar heard the Maia’s sigh and nearly winced. He didn’t wish to be a burden, and yet.. Well, here he was. Following the sound of the Maia’s steps, he considered how to answer.

“I normally have someone to guide me around new areas, until I can map the area out.. I thought I was fine here, yet as I was walking I lost track of what direction the city was in. Normally I pay attention to the sun, but I forgot to this time. I’ve no idea if I’ve been getting closer to it or.. farther.”

“Well, if you want an advice, Taniquetil is the best way to guide yourself in Aman. At this time of the day, Tirion is on his shadow, so you just have to follow it” said the Maia with a smile, trying tolook nice and comfortable as the silence around them was actually making him feel awkward.

“We should reach Tùna in… An hour maybe.What’s your name ?”

“.. Thank you. That is quite good to know, actually.” said Arenónar as he turned his head back, feeling the difference in the shadows on his face instead of the sun. He had no idea of the other’s discomfort.

“An hour..? I was walking the wrong way before you found me, then. My name is Arenónar. And you..?”

The Maia was walking swiftly,eager to reach the town. He grinned when the elf asked for his name, his pride always hoping that he was well-known by all.

“Arenónar…” he whispered, trying to remember the name “Well, people know me as Curumo, the skillful, smith and servant of the mighty Aulë”

“Curumo..? I’m not sure if I’ve heard the name before.. Did you know my grandfather, perhaps?” The Noldo mused, trying to go through his memories in vain. Perhaps if he’d have known his father when he was alive, he’d know more; but he believed he’d heard of the Maia in name, and name alone.

Curumo pinched his lips, tryinghard not to show that his anonymity was affecting him.

“It all depends of your grandfather name, young sir…I bet he’s a Noldo like you are ? ” asked the Maia.

Of course, Arenónar didn’t notice the change in the other’s body language. He thought he heard a slight change in the Maia’s tone, but he could’ve been imagining it.

“Yes he is. I’d be quite surprised if you haven’t seen him. My grandfather is, ah.. Feanaro Curufinwe.” He spoke, his voice low. He knew of his grandfather’s reputation, and so he had no idea how the other would react.

At the mention of Curufinwë, Curumo turned back to look at Arenonar, his face showing a mix of joy and amaze:

“Of for Eru’s sake ! I should have notice, you do look like him ! But, I’m sorry, I have to ask, who is your father ?” But he had notice that the elf had lowered his tone while talking of Curunfiwë and he added:

“Don’t be ashamed of this name, Arenónar, he was a great smith, the best among the elves...” he smiled: “ And a great rebel too...”

#carne-cendele

“You think you’re funny?”

“Am I not? Someone can’t take a joke,”

Despite everything, Maglor laughed. “I can try, can’t I? Come, let’s hear your one now,”

The Istar smiled back to Maglor with gentleness.

“Okay fine, let’s see if you know this one :

I’m greater than Eru and more cruel than Melkor The poor possess me and the rich doesn’t And if you eat me, you’ll die. Who am I ?”

He was surprised at the gentle smile, then decided that it was a truck. “Nothing?” This was a hard one, he had to admit.

#atalantelinde #sorry for the delaay

The surprise made Curumo’s eyes wide open. He had thought that the elf would not know this one, but now... He promised a special favour to the son of Fëanor and he couldn’t take it back. He sighed before asking:

“Fine, you found it. Now, I listen to your request.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Am I not? Someone can’t take a joke,”

Despite everything, Maglor laughed. “I can try, can’t I? Come, let’s hear your one now,”

The Istar smiled back to Maglor with gentleness.

“Okay fine, let’s see if you know this one :

I’m greater than Eru and more cruel than Melkor The poor possess me and the rich doesn’t And if you eat me, you’ll die. Who am I ?”

#atalantelinde

“You don’t have to hide from me. I’m trying to help you. I won’t hurt you, I promise.” //Hiii ~//

Arenónar was still unused to this land, Valinor; He became so used to Eregion he could get around without help. Yet he was still adjusting here, and his first time heading outside of Tirion his mother was turning out to be quite sour. He often found himself keeping out of sight of others, for in this land where everyone and everything was perfect, he found it hard not to deem himself a flaw. Everyone questioned him about his eyes, and it grew tiresome – which was why he tried to hide himself when he heard another’s presence.

“I’m not afraid that you will hurt me.” Arenónar said slowly, turning to the other’s direction. “If you wish to help me, I.. I would appreciate if you could lead me to Tirion. I can handle myself from there.”

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The elf was new here, and for a moment the Maia regretted offering his help. He was expecting some fight against some Maia or elf bullying a poor innocent, not being a tourist guide. But after a sigh he decided to help and smiled nicely to the other:

“Of course I can lead you there” he replied, starting to walk: “but tell me, if you want to reach the city what brought you to this deserted area ?”

Arenónar heard the Maia’s sigh and nearly winced. He didn’t wish to be a burden, and yet.. Well, here he was. Following the sound of the Maia’s steps, he considered how to answer.

“I normally have someone to guide me around new areas, until I can map the area out.. I thought I was fine here, yet as I was walking I lost track of what direction the city was in. Normally I pay attention to the sun, but I forgot to this time. I’ve no idea if I’ve been getting closer to it or.. farther.”

“Well, if you want an advice, Taniquetil is the best way to guide yourself in Aman. At this time of the day, Tirion is on his shadow, so you just have to follow it” said the Maia with a smile, trying tolook nice and comfortable as the silence around them was actually making him feel awkward.

“We should reach Tùna in… An hour maybe.What’s your name ?”

“.. Thank you. That is quite good to know, actually.” said Arenónar as he turned his head back, feeling the difference in the shadows on his face instead of the sun. He had no idea of the other’s discomfort.

“An hour..? I was walking the wrong way before you found me, then. My name is Arenónar. And you..?”

The Maia was walking swiftly,eager to reach the town. He grinned when the elf asked for his name, his pride always hoping that he was well-known by all.

“Arenónar…” he whispered, trying to remember the name “Well, people know me as Curumo, the skillful, smith and servant of the mighty Aulë”

“Curumo..? I’m not sure if I’ve heard the name before.. Did you know my grandfather, perhaps?” The Noldo mused, trying to go through his memories in vain. Perhaps if he’d have known his father when he was alive, he’d know more; but he believed he’d heard of the Maia in name, and name alone.