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[menelvagor]

❛  we should try to find a way no one ends up dead.  ❜ / lindóme for dior ! -✧- @freewillds

Dior did not look up at Lindóme as she spoke, and seemed lost to his own mind as he considered. Any way he looked at the situation, all he could sense was death. Despair. Dishonor. Even if he had returned the Silmaril into the hands of the Fëanorians, how would he know his family to be safe? If they would slay their own kin over swanships to make passage to Middle-earth, why would they not take the Silmaril and then promptly murder them all for having kept it so long from them? Was that not all part of the horrible Oath they had taken?

It could be seen as a disrespect to give up the prize won from the very crown of Morgoth, by his mother and father, over which his grandfather had been murdered. How would they look down upon their heir, giving up that which they fought so hard for? He squeezed his eyes shut at the thought, then looked up at Lindóme who awaited his reply. Dior sighed deeply.

"I would wish for nothing more than that, as you should know. No more blood should be shed for these gems. But how can we know they wish to avoid any more death? If they will fight for the Silmarils so, I will fight equally as hard to defend them and my family, and my people. I cannot but feel I would tarnish the memory of my predecessors by giving in so easily."

[starwrittenfates]

✨𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗 — @freewillds ↳ "A storm is coming, but it is not the weather we should fear." / ariathra for felassan !

The Slow Arrow catches the hidden meaning in her message, giving a nod in reply. She was right--- the weather was not something to fear, even if storm clouds were forming to match with the current war taking place before them. Centuries of battle in this rebellion and working to overthrow the Evanuris and free their slaves wasn't an easy task. It especially couldn't be easy for the daughter of Elgar'nan and Mythal, standing on the opposite side of her parents.

While Felassan had no doubt Mythal was taking it well, the same couldn't be said about Elgar'nan who had declared himself the God of Vengeance. It said it all right there for him alone.

"Andaran atish’an!" he said in greeting. "Let me guess--- did daddy dearest discover your secret of slipping us information?"

[lcevblossomedmoved]

@freewillds asked: this place gives me a good feeling. / belavahnis for rosalie/rook !

Rook lifts her head from the text she had been reading. She was trying to figure out this puzzle how to unlock a series of doors. "Really? I find that any room where I have to do puzzles to get around to be rather unnerving." She can appreciate people trying to see the good in things she tries to be one of those people most of the time. Still she had been on edge recently for a variety of reasons though mostly the weight of the world sitting on her shoulders. She was off her game she could usually do these things easily she could usually be positive. Yet here she was fumbling and wondering why Varric would ever pick her to do this job.

"Oh- oh!" She lifts her hand twisting it and watching a purple haze form around her hand before she shoots it at one of the emblems above the door. She then hits a second dadn a third before the door finally opens. She grins looking over with a relieved look on her face. "And look at that- we did it with no boulders dropping from the sky or noxious gasses filling the room. Maybe you are right- maybe this one will be good."

[rookfang-a]

@freewillds / jehanne said, “ some of us take much longer to find our place. ”

↪ 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐊𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋 | accepting!

RED SETTING SUN graces the rooftops of Minrathous; in some parts of the city, the roof is the only place the sun can touch your face, each hanging awning and arching walkway blocking warmth, and the Archon's Palace the highest shadow of them all. Far away from where they sit, a plume of bluish smoke raises to greet the sky.

Laika's nose crinkles, freckles squishing with the motion; the smell is sweet, sticky. Must be the night market popping up, she thinks, the street hawkers and satay stands. The city's movements are second nature to her. Some of us take much longer to find our place, she says, and Laika cannot help but smile.

“ And yet, we find it all the same. ” With affection, she looks at the wretched, afflicted city she loves. “ Or, maybe, it finds us. ”

[lcevblossomedmoved]

@freewillds asked: "I know it’s cold, but look at the way the snow dances in the sky! Small dancing stars!” / belavahnis for Cole!

Cole looks up at the sky and his face lights up with an excitement rarely seen. He of course had thoughts racing through his mind things that wanted to spill out. Memories of others things that had happened because of the snow and the could. Yet as he stands there looking up at the sky all those thoughts seem to melt away. He holds out a hand watching the snowflakes land on his palm. He enjoys the intricate patterns they have trying to take them in as they melt away onto his palms. Yes it is cold but it is so beautiful in ways he does not think he could ever describe.

He looks over at Belavahnis and laughs softly before nodding in agreement. "The sky looks so beautiful I forget that it is cold." He admits before taking off his hat brushing show off the brim. "Do you think enough snow will stick tolay in it? I have always wanted to lay in snow just feel how cold it is all over. I would like that- would you?"

[amongthevipers]

she had heard the door creak when her sister left her chambers. viserra had briefly considered pursuing her, but had decided against it and rolled right back over. however, she had woken early to watch the dragons fly out to eat in the morning. catching aerea returning to her room hadn't been her intention. her sister was lucky she had caught her.

"scales," viserra commented with certainty. she wouldn't know, but it seemed likely that cuddling with one's dragon might include her hair getting caught on scales. she started from the bottom of her sister's tangled hair, working through it gently with the comb. "tell me if it pulls and i'll find some water." she was working in sections, kneeling down by her sister's side. "you smell of dragon too, you'll have to bathe if you are truly trying to be secretive."

REPLY to @freewillds / aerea targaryen *

[obscurd]

happy birthday!!!

TY BRO MWAH MWAH

[misvos]

Sons are good for the realm, Daughters are good for alliances.  / rhaeana

Royal Succession Starters | accepting | @freewillds (rhaeana)

Valarr gives her a pointed look knowing that Rhaeana is correct about the way things were, no matter how noble or royal a family, although he thought that was not quite the extent of it. “And what of the ones that are good for the realm and for alliances?” he questions, a look on his face that’s curious to hear the answer. “Maybe such as an heir for the realm but whose marriage was chosen for him for the sake of an alliance?” It was so recent that he found out that he was to be married that it was not common knowledge with only those in the families close circle knowing the details.