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[rowancrowned]

FORM: Sending Crystal
SENDER: Thranduil
RECIPIENT: Everyone in Kirkwall
WHAT: Thranduil graciously eats humble pie.
WHEN: Today! (12th Wintermarch)
WHERE: Kirkwall
NOTES: Following the fire.

This past Friday, there was a small fire in the section of the tower reserved for the Division heads, specifically my own office and private quarters. Thanks to the efforts of several, including Ser Coupe, no one was injured, and our greatest losses were a few pieces of furniture.

The blaze was my fault. I failed twice, in not properly banking the fire and checking the new wood for dampness caused by the logs being outside during a freeze, and also in not informing the staff that I would be out for the week.

Given the recent cold and what measures we take to remedy it, I politely request that no one repeat my foolishness, stay attentive, and review Gallows evacuation plans in case of a fire. Those that wish to speak with me will find me in the library until my office is cleaned, likely by the middle of next week.

Comments

[rowancrowned]

Not in the least. Only apologetic for the disruption to others.

[tar_minyatur]

That is well! Will you need help in the rebuilding?

[rowancrowned]

If you are in the mood to scrub soot from walls and floors, work could be found for you.

[tar_minyatur]

[ He laughs ]

At least it's honest work. And I could use a break from splitting logs, if you don't mind the company. Shipbuilding is a pain, if you have to do all of it yourself.

[rowancrowned]

No, I would not mind the help.

Why are you building a ship? I would think the current price of wood would be a great deterrent.

[tar_minyatur]

It is rather. [ Elros makes a face]

I say boat but it's going to be more like a fancy raft. Just big enough for one, or two small people. I've been trading work for materials.

But...I miss the Sea. With the winter storms, most of the fisherfolk aren't going out,so...

[ he shrugs ]

[rowancrowned]

A Númenórean, settling for a raft? Forgive my disbelief.

[ he is attempting conversation. ]

We are on an island, and you miss the ocean.

[tar_minyatur]

I can't afford a proper boat!

[ He points out, inordinately cheerful ]

I do. I miss going out and battling the waves, cousin. I miss the song of the deeps. I'm sorry, but I suppose my father's blood will out.

[ Earendil had been away more often than he had been home, and Elros has precious few memories of him ]

[rowancrowned]

Not on the Inquisition's payments, no, but perhaps some day.

[ gentle, hardly a rebuke. ]

Why apologize? I found no fault with him. Your mother was very dear to me. The whole of your line has ever held my heart, and, at times, my loyalty and command of me.

[tar_minyatur]

[ Elros flushes a little shyly, a reminder of how young he is still ]

I'm no Eluchil you know. Just a Man, now.

[rowancrowned]

No, you are no Dior.

[ nearly wistful. how he had loved his prince. and he has no desire to ruminate on elros' fool choices, even if the line of men he'd fathered had occasionally been worthwhile. ]

[tar_minyatur]

Will you tell me of him?

[ Elros asks softly ]

Obviously, this is not something that ... I ever had a chance to know.

[rowancrowned]

[ this softens him enough to make his tone gentler, earnest. ]

I shall. And no, you would not have. You were stolen far too young for us to tell you of his stories, of your family.

[tar_minyatur]

Lord Celeborn did try, when we came back. But...

[ But they were at war, and Gil-Galad needed a commander the Men could follow.

Elros shrugs wryly ]

Anything you can tell me, I would be grateful to know.

[rowancrowned]

Whatever you would like to know, I will answer, and gladly.

Do you recall anything at all? From before?

[tar_minyatur]

[ Elros frowns a little ]

Not... much. I remember mother, of course. How she was often sad, but always strong. How she used to sing for us. I don't... really remember father except as a distant, brilliant figure, with strong arms.

private ;

[rowancrowned]

I will speak with you regarding either of them, whenever you would like.

[ in another world... ]

I think face to face would be best. Come to my office some evening.

private ;

[tar_minyatur]

Any tale you can give me is one more light against the dark, one more memory that I do not have.

[ He says simply and tips his head in a bow ]

I would be honored - is there any time that suits you?

private ;

[rowancrowned]

The evenings, [ he says. ] Later in the week. I will have supper for you, and I will answer whatever you would like to know about Doriath before the fall.

I learned much at Thingol's court. Perhaps something will be of use to you.

private ;

[tar_minyatur]

Any advice is good advice! [ Elros agrees ]

I've led warbands and armies, but ruling?

But... I don't know them, and I never shall, now. It would be nice to speak to someone who does know that side of the family.