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thranduil oropherion ([personal profile] rowancrowned) wrote in [community profile] faderift 2017-02-05 07:35 pm (UTC)

thranduil || ortan thaig + aboveground.

((separated by post style and location! i. is in the thaig and ii. is close to orzammar but aboveground. ))

i. In his own opinion, he had stretched his luck and excuses to the breaking point with his refusal to enter the Deep Roads and the Dwarven realms. He would have continued to give his excuses—they are so close now—but everything has changed.

The Outsider has returned, and Thranduil urgently needs to speak with him—and with Beleth—but it will be a waiting game until they can make it to the Thaig and Thranduil is patient, but it has been worn thin by the past few years.

The rock above his head is not truly pressing down on him. The room is not actually closing in on him, there is still enough air to breathe, and just because he does not see any green or color in this chamber beyond drab grey and brown does not mean that it is a tomb. He cannot see a way out, and for that reason he perches on the bench like a coiled spring. He cannot imagine being able to sleep down here, but running in and out of the hidden entrances will only draw more attention to them. So, he is stuck, and the only thing he is able to do is wait it out.

He leans back, against the odd little house that is carved directly from the rest of the rock that forms this little thaig. It’s certainly busy down here—noisy, everything echoing, and he hasn’t been denied the joy of people watching, and occasionally giving a polite nod to those he recognizes.


ii. [ the air feels different. he cannot hear the trees in Thedas, but only a fool would be unable to notice the differences by sight alone. the remaining halla held by his people—and they are his people, he will do what is needed to keep them safe, he will make the sacrifices needed to keep them safe, he and galadriel and his lord, returned to him—are skittish, and were it not for the size of the herd, he would be concerned about them overgrazing what land they do have.

as it is, they are safe, far away, and it is thranduil who is skulking about in the forest, cloaked in glamour and a warm cape as well, waiting for his contact to arrive. ]

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