At least atar is keeping busy?

[forging_gold]

I finally went by Father's for my sword, and to see what he is up to... I hope nothing disastrous.

Maglor: *comes by Fëanor's during the day*
Fëanor: *working on more swords; is actually creating something of an armory*
( Creating an armoury is not really how I'd hoped he'd be spending his time... )

I'm not sure why he chose me to collect gems for him. Whatever I bring back probably won't be what he wants. Still, I'll have to talk to Turukáno. And then maybe I can pawn this task off on Carnistir, mining is much more his purview than mine!

Encounter with a Feanorian

[boromir_of_gondor]

One of the sons of Feanor ran into me on the way home. I don't trust him, not even a litle bit. Perhaps I should discuss him with Dred.

Caranthir: *walking toward Tyelkormo's house after a day of work, has
been doing some reasearch but is not yet ready to tell anyone about
it*

Boromir: *is returning to his own home after an all day guard shift. He's
tired, irritated and hungry*

Caranthir: *doesn't see the Human and almost stumbles upon him* Sorry.
*frowns a bit, another Human that looks older than him*

( Watch where you are going, Elf! )

And the first body is found

[gondocase1]

The day is beautiful, perfect for going out and wandering through the city. There's a market she enjoys visiting; a bazaar where they sell an assortment of things, from food to garments to decor. To follow the main road would take some time, but she'd learned of an alley that would get her there quicker. Perhaps not the safest route, but her father isn't there to chastise her so she takes it anyway.

The alley curves rather than turning sharply, and as she walks through she begins to notice an odor. Is that... blood? She picks up her pace, lifting her skirts slightly so she can hurry along, until she rounds a corner and sees the figure crumpled there. For a moment, she freezes at the sight, before running to check on the young man. When she crouches beside him, it becomes quickly obvious that no amount of healing magic will do him any good. He isn't breathing. No pulse, either. She looks up and down the alley, but there is no one else in sight, and no sign of a struggle. It didn't seem like he'd been killed here, but that didn't mean his killer wasn't still nearby.

Hopping to her feet, she runs the rest of the way to the mouth of the alley, face paler than usual, until she spots the now familiar livery of Turgon's guards. She approaches one and flags him down, looking shaken.




Luthien: Guard! Please, come quickly. I think-- Someone's been killed.

Angwen: *turns around, may look masculine from behind, but...* Where? *stubs out her cigarette on the ground*

Luthien: *gestures back to the alley* I'll show you. *she turns and leads the guard, but hangs back once they come near the body* I found him like this, only moments ago.

Angwen: *crouches down, looking over the body, noting that the marks seem to be the same on both sides of the body* Huh. Don't see that this often. I need you to do something for me, princess. *looks up at Luthien* Go and find another guard. Tell them to go straight to the Captain about this.

Luthien: *nods* Yes, of course. *she leaves to find another guard, passing along the information that word needed to be sent to Ecthelion immediately*

Angwen: *slips supplies out of her pack to start marking off the area*

(no subject)

[ecthelion_of_gondolin]

I spend my days talking with cats and kings.


Turgon: *tries on the outfit at the tailor* What do you think, Lio?

Ecthelion: Snazzy.

Turgon: I'll get it!

Ecthelion: It's impressive.

Turgon: *pays* Sorry I wasn't at the masquerade last night. I've got a rather nice excuse for it. *grins over at Lio* Finrod appeared yesterday!

( Well, that's good news! )

Boy, Turu was in a good mood. I sure hope Finrod sticks around and keeps him cheery. But I wonder what the cat was on about. Guess I'll be checking out the alleys.

So now I have a job... well, two jobs actually,,,

[elladan]

I will still help Eowyn at the Healing House... but being a Guard will also keep me occupied...


Ecthelion: *watching on of the Guard units drill in the courtyard*

Elladan: *comes looking for Ecthelion* Hello.

Ecthelion: *glances up* Oh, Elladan! Hello! Are you ready to join up?

( and I will get a horse! )

I will work in the Gates' patrols, and with a horse!

Encounters with family and technology.

[forging_gold]

I ran into my brother this evening...

Caranthir: *still irritated about meeting Boromir, goes out for a walk*
Maglor: *calls out* Carnistir!
Caranthir: *smiles* Kano! How are you? I heard you sing.
Maglor: I am well. You came to the festival? I did not see you! *though is not surprised*
Caranthir: I came to hear you sing. The rest of the time I have been doing a special research. Turko wanted me to look for references about secret passages.
Maglor: Did you find anything interesting?
( So, probably NOT a trap then... )

Elladan: *sees Maglor... and another Elf*
Caranthir: *smiles* Thank you, Kano!
Maglor: You're welcome! *gives in to the urge to ruffle his hair*
Caranthir: *groans* I'm not a child, you know?
Elladan: *wonders if he should come another day*
Maglor: I promise I will do this until you are a thousand!
Caranthir: *rolls his eyes, but is secretly happy to have found his brothers, even if they see him as a child* I should be going then... *frowns* Who is that?
( Good to see Elladan seems to be settling well. )

Tyelkormo must never learn there are cameras.