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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.

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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.

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?

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.

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.

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