warandtea said:
✍ (Just go ahead and rp Legolas jfc you only talk about him for 5ever)
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∂ση'т ѕтαη∂ αт му gяανє αη∂ ¢яу ι αм α тнσυѕαη∂ ωιη∂ѕ ι αм ησт тнєяє, ι ∂ι∂ ησт ∂ιє ι αм α тнσυѕαη∂ ωιη∂ѕ тнαт вℓσω ι αм тнє ѕωιƒт яυѕн σƒ вιя∂ѕ ιη ƒℓιgнт ι αм тнє ∂ιαмση∂ gℓιηт ση ѕησω ѕσƒт ѕтαяѕ тнαт ѕнιηє αт ηιgнт ι αм α тнσυѕαη∂ ωιη∂ѕ тнαт вℓσω
ค thick, yet silvery baritone pieces through the impeccable silence of Mirkwood Forest. It, however, lessens not the divine serenity of the Woodland Realm, but adds to it, settling well with the gentle orchestra of nature. Soon enough, the voice transitions elegantly to a cool, resounding bass.
тhe song echoes.
тhere is mirth in his song, a grateful kind of mirth for all matters tranquil and the ethereal oneness with his environs.
тhe feeling of normalcy.
тhe feeling of belonging, perched comfortably atop a great tree, alone but not lonely, for he is in the company of himself who brings him glee with many a merry and hopeful daydreams. He savors the idleness as he rids himself of most tenseness; it is not often can a prince let loose himself, more so a warrior who is in a place where danger lurks in every corner.
ค head haloed by pale, golden tresses rest against a welcoming trunk. Closed are eyes that when opened show a marvelous tint of inquisitive gray with a strange light that make them appear a queer shade of pallid blue; they reveal themselves soon enough when keen pointed ears perceive the distinct rustling sound of leaves directly beneath him that could only be caused by wandering footsteps.
тhe young green leaf's alert shoots up; his adrenaline moves and he swiftly descends upon the intruder with cat-like grace, amalgamated with the ferocity of a lion. One of his hands grip the collar of the possible transgressor's collar, while the other holds a blade close to the latter's throat.
ℓegolas then voices his command.
"------รpeak. What is your name and purpose for being here?"
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