rumil: valarin was really hard for elves to pronounce and i’m going to describe how it sounded in poetic terms :-)
pengolodh: plainly it sounded fucking awful
^ this is funny to me but also like. pengolodh quoting rumil and immediately commenting that ‘plainly [his interpretation] [not actually plainly evident from the thing he’s quoting]’ sure is a data point for how far to take pengolodh at his word
when you’re rúmil of tirion and the tiny prince of the noldor keeps barging into your house to Yell About Orthography so finally you give up and make him some tea
some rumil doodles in response to @whimsicallywiddershins who asked: Oh my god I love your art!!! I'm curious about Rumil. I've never really heard of him and I'm curious about what happened to his eyes....
thank you for the ask!!!! im real happy to hear you like my art, and even happier you took the time to ask about rumil! <333 it took me until your ask to realise that, despite him frequently appearing in group concept sketches n doodles, i've never really elaborated on him haha 😅 i tried to illustrate and summarise some of the key points in the art, but more detailed yap incoming under the cut!
so! to start off, my version of rumil is pretty much at his core the same as canon rumil wherein he's a noldorin sage/scholar responsible for inventing the Sarati and later going on to write the Annals of Valinor. his whole being captured and enslaved in angband for a while comes from the other version of him the Book of Lost Tales, where he was a slave of Melko who learned the speech of monsters and goblins --essentially i thought it'd be fun to combine the two to give him a more complicated backstory ^^
in response to your query about his eyes, i hc that during his time in angband he was one of those who were experimented on by Sauron - acting on Morgoth's orders - during the initial testings for the evolution of elves -> orcs. (maybe sauron thought that blinding the first elf-orcs would make them more unlikely to disobey orders/easier to control? hmm) his band of captives were able to break him out in time and they fled back to safety before he was too far-gone, thus allowing him to reunite with finwe, miriel and co, and then eventually follow Orome to valinor :D
him being miriel's dad was also something i felt would be fun to explore, especially because i thought his ties to Sarati and Feanor would be an interesting dynamic! it's very very much noncanon, and incredibly self-indulgent on my part (im so sorry... 😭), but i like to go on tangents abt their relationship! i think rumil wouldve made attempts to dote on feanor and encourage his linguistic pursuits, but would have been held back a lot on truly being around him by both his health and his lingering guilt about miriel. he is incredibly proud when feanor refines his abandoned Sarati concepts and turns Tengwar into a near-universal system of writing however :D
other thoughts on rumil... hmm... i think he's kind of pitiful tbh. something about him being an absent (albeit not of his own volition) father to miriel, and then in turn him feeling unfit to offer feanor as much emotional support as would be ideal, is a theme i would like to keep exploring (^3^) adding on to the fact that he outlives his wife, daughter, son-in-law, grandson, and like 6/7 of his great-grandsons while miraculously not Fading himself gives him an essence with parallels to maglor that i do appreciate...
major apologies for going off on such a rambly tangent, but i do suppose an explanation on my rumil has been overdue for a few years!! i hope i havent misled anyone since i first drew him in that family tree, but thank you so much again for taking the time to ask about him! im always grateful for the interest in my absurd headcanons, and i hope you have a wonderful weekend ahead!!! ❤️
✨🍃 Somewhere in the golden woods of Lothlórien 🍃✨🧝♂️
Haldir, utterly done with his brothers’ nonsense: “If the two of you don’t stop meddling, I swear by Elbereth I will have you both reassigned to Mirkwood.”
Rúmil, without missing a beat: “With Thranduil? Honestly, we’ll pack now.”
Orophin, already rolling up his bedroll: “Does he need help polishing his crown? Or just someone to braid his hair and listen to him complain about spiders and Legolas’s skincare routine?”
Haldir, pinching the bridge of his nose: “Valar help me…”
Rúmil, cheerfully: “I heard Mirkwood elves are very open-minded. And dramatic. We’d fit right in.”
Orophin, grinning: “Do you think he’ll let us try on one of those fur-lined cloaks? I want to swish when I walk.”
Haldir: “You’re not being banished, I’m threatening you.”
Rúmil: “Right, right. Just making sure our travel packs are ready in case. You know. For emergencies.”
Orophin: “Should we bring wine? Or just offer ourselves as tribute?”
Haldir, muttering to himself: “I’m surrounded by idiots. Beautiful, ridiculous idiots.”
Rúmil.
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