: *heading to the House of History as he told Caranthir he would help look for the silmaril* Arakano
: *walking around the city, sees a somewhat familiar figure ahead. Walks faster* Hello?Maglor
: *turns and sees the familiar elf...not Fingon...not Turgon...not Fingolfin...* Arakano! *that's the one!* Arakano
: Cousin! *is no longer angry about the burning of the ships, and likes his cousins anyway*( Arakano is easy to get on with... )Arakano
: *leads Maglor, looking around at all the books* There he is! Hi, Moryo!Maglor
: Hello, brother! *quick embrace* Caranthir
: *looks up from his work* Arakano? Maglor? *smiles at them*Maglor
: How are you, wee little brother?Caranthir
: *stops smiling* I'm of age, Maglor *ïs getting used to strange sindarin names* I am fine. Arakano, why are you not in bed?
Arakano *sighs* I told you, I am all right. Really.Maglor
: I am only teasing you, Moryo, you know that! Caranthir
: *calms down, why does Arakano look a bit older than him? No, they must be the same age now* I know. I'm sorry. I'm glad you came.Maglor
: Just think of how mean I would be to Curufin if he were here! *brightly* Arakano
: *smiles too* That would be great! If he were younger than Moryo, that is.Caranthir
: *scowls at Arakano*Maglor
: *amused; for Caranthir's benefit* Curufin has always been younger than Moryo. Arakano
: Yes, but what if he comes from after... *stops, looks embarrassed* I didn't mean, I just thought that he could come from later... I think I'll leave now.Maglor
: *knows what he means, doesn't blame him, just trying to preserve a little of Caranthir's dignity for him* Look after yourself, cousin!Caranthir
: *stops scowling* Come back another day, Arakano.Arakano
: *smiles, and leaves*Maglor
: *waves* So, what did you have in mind, Moryo? *leans against one of the shelves*( Caranthir and Maglor get adventurous. )
Looking back, it was rather stupid of us to not have a lamp or swords. But at least Carnistir was not injured more severely.
Father is going to be so annoyed.