Oct 29, 2014
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"And just how long will you be about before you go off and disappear again, muttering about the end of the world and growing darknesses and what have you?"
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wielderofglamdring started following you
"And just how long will you be about before you go off and disappear again, muttering about the end of the world and growing darknesses and what have you?"
wielderofglamdring replied to your post:
calm down samwise
i washed it down with some ham its not helpinggggggg
wielderofglamdring liked your post: [ Puff, puff, pass ]
--Gandalf, y'wouldn't happen t'have a bit of--y'know, pipe-weed on you? I kind of... ran out. [And by ran out, he meant he had taken some of his brother's share and needed to replace it quick.]
Help a Dwarf out, would you?
((It's still a massive work in progress (because I am crazily precise and an over-perfectionist and I can never satisfied like that), but my relationship page is up. And certain peeps have already been tagged accordingly.))
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Evening brother, greetings master Hobbit, hello my dear son and that last, tall lad must be the famous wizard. It's my pleasure, Thârkun~
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Loki could practically taste the magic that radiated from the bearded mage, all clad in grey like a winter storm. There was kindness in his eyes and in his bearing, but power surrounded him like some sort of humming aura, as if the creature -- for mortal man he most certainly was not -- would bleed magic were his skin to be cut. It was an absolutely absurd notion, but not something that Loki was quite prepared to rule out entirely, though nor was it something he wished to discover.
He gives a deep nod that is very near to a bow -- a gesture he has reserved for people whose numbers can be measured on one hand -- then levels his gaze to meet the wizard's.
"Greetings, Elder. Pray, what realm is this? For I fear that I have gone astray."
The elf tries to back out of the new situation and hide in his room.