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[rowancrowned]

WHO: Thranduil + closed prompts for Galadriel, Atticus, Ellana, Gwenaëlle, Myrobalan, + open!
WHAT: Thranduil's phase one afflictions are noticed by several and enable the behavior of others.
WHEN: Mid-Firstfall
WHERE: The Gallows
NOTES: Hit me up for a starter on Plurk (pr0ph3t) or make your own!

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[rowancrowned]

He looks up once the door is opened, and the sight of Ellana is enough to distract him from his work, if only for the space of a sincere smile.

“Ellana,” he says, holding back the dalen he might have used in its stead. “I am well. Come—sit with me, speak with me while I work.”

The soft, yeasty smell of the bread reminds him he has not eaten yet today. He missed breakfast. How odd—but with the work of putting his office in order, such a thing could be shunted to the side. What time was it? He could not see the sun outside his window, and guess the time on her position. Ah, but it was not Arien guiding her across the sky here. It was—something else.

“I would not mind something to eat while we speak.”

[serannas]

"Good! It's never nice to work on an empty stomach, is it?" Though the Keeper could make plants grow for them, the clan didn't always have a surplus of food, and Ellana knows what it feels like to go out and collect firewood without a meal in her stomach. Just because Thranduil is seated with paperwork doesn't mean he shouldn't have a little something too.

Setting the basket in her lap, she carefully takes out the food and arranges it on the desk with table knives for spreading the butter and sweets.

"Am I allowed to know what you're working on, or is it top secret," she asks with a grin, spreading jam across a slice of bread.

[rowancrowned]

“Not at all,” he says, and neatly organizes the paper into stacks before taking most off the off the table, lest crumbs get trapped between the pages, or jam end up on a corner of a report intended for Skyhold.

“If you would like—” he offers her a stack of papers having to do with the Corypheus’ History project—they are short summaries of the missions so far undertaken, with nothing particularly interesting or unknown. The private papers were tucked away and into his desk when he cleaned it. “For Enchanter Julius. To ease his transition.”

[serannas]

"Ooo," she says, feeling privileged all the same to see paperwork given to a Division leader. She handles the papers with care, eyes scanning over the reports and nodding along. It's definitely not anything top secret, but it's nice to be allowed in the loop of a project she's not involved with. Most days Ellana feels left out of the loop in some form or another, though part of that could simply be all up in her head instead of reality.

"It's a good start for him to have. And good to know someone's stepping up into the position. To know the enemy is to have an advantage over them." Now she returns the papers to him to put away.