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[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Who: Legolas and anyone.
What: NEW ARRIVAL ALERT! Oh, and exploring!
When: Oct. 25th.
Where: Just pick a place and we'll make it work. Love to anyone that finds the hippy elf in the forest.
Rating: G!

One moment he had been with Gimli, Aragorn and Gandalf, hearing messages passed to Gandalf from the Lady Galadriel. He'd been armed and ready to go to Edoras, content with the knowledge that Merry and Pippin were safe. Safer. And now he was...

Well, Legolas wasn't entirely sure where he was. He'd seen, in passing, the buildings of Men though never had he entered them. He'd been content enough to remain out of doors or in the forest. It reminded him very much of what he'd seen though. And this only raised the question of how he came to be here. Standing and doing nothing wouldn't answer his questions though, this he knew. Only by exploring could he find what he wanted to know and hopefully that would include a way back. It wasn't long after he started to explore that he realized that he was now also unarmed. His quiver was still on his back but it was empty of arrows and he no longer carried his knife or the bow that the Lady of the Golden Wood had gifted him. Guilt tore at him over the loss of such a precious gift. He knew that he could craft himself another bow but it would never compare to those of the Galadhrim.

Garbed in grey, most will find him, a cloak about his shoulders and unassuming. He was cautious, of course, because who knew if this was some trick of Saruman or of the Enemy.

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/WAVES FRANTICALLY

[gottheballs]

Bofur's sitting just outside the castle with his pipe, smoking casually and leaned back against the stone wall. Despite his own sudden appearance here, he's not terribly bothered.

It might have something to do with the pipeweed, a bit stronger than what he might usually smoke.

/WAVES AND CLINGS

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

He hadn't been expecting to walk through a light cloud of smoke so the cough from the elf was sudden and a bit more harsh than it would normally have been. What time he'd spent in Rivendell, he'd grown used to the Hobbits smoking but he always expected to find them smoking. And he almost expected to find a Hobbit when he glanced to the smoker.

Surprise surprise! It's a dwarf, but not Gimli.

[gottheballs]

"Pardon, Master Elf."

Bofur smiles sheepishly. The elf looks a bit startled, after all, and that cough didn't sound too good. He'd heard that elves didn't smoke, but this, it seemed, was proof.

"'Ope I 'aven't been too much o' a disturbance."

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Well, perhaps some elves did but Legolas was not one of them. And he wasn't sure that any of the elves in Mirkwood did either, not any of his companions anyway. Had Bard smoked? Hm, he couldn't recall ever being around the Man when he did. If he had.

"No, not at all. It was merely a surprise. I almost thought I'd found one of my companions."

Clearly he was disappointed, if only a bit. Gimli was a good friend but he in no way needed the company of the dwarf. He just enjoyed it.

Castle halls - also HIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!! :D

[fuckelves]

Thorin had been wandering the castle, his pipe lit and resting between his teeth. As he walked, every so often he would blow a smoke ring over his head. He wasn't really looking for anything in particular, just trying to get some exercise and a change of scenery from his room.

He certainly gets a change of scenery upon turning the corner and spotting a certain blonde Elf. The King Under the Mountain nearly chokes on the smoke from his pipe.

"By my beard..." He grumbles. "...another one."

HI THERE!

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

Legolas didn't recognize Thorin. Not immediately. It had, after all, been more than seventy years since Thorin's Company had passed through Mirkwood. And Legolas had cared very little for them then, disturbers of what peace the wood-elves had. All he'd cared about was the fact that they were dwarves and that his king commanded them imprisoned until they chose to answer his questions.

He tilted his head, just slightly, at the sight of the dwarf-king before inclining it slightly in greeting. Despite Thorin's words giving him little reason to be polite.

"Another one?"

[fuckelves]

Thorin makes no move to return the greeting, he just chews his pipe for a moment before blowing a smoke ring above his head. He looks the Elf up and down a moment, feeling as though he should recognize him.

"You are not the only Elf in this castle," Thorin pointed out. "I merely wonder why the blasted place feels the need to bring more Elves instead of more of my kind."

He is indeed lonesome for his Company - and is jealous that the castle has elected to bring another Elf.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

It was enough that Thorin said there was another elf. It gave him hope to find a friend, someone who could explain this madness to him since Thorin seemed less than pleased to find him. It was true enough that elves and dwarves had not called themselves friends for some time but he hadn't expected that kind of greeting.

"Who is the other?"

He had to ask that first. It was instinctive, almost, to want to reach out to another of his kind. There were other questions he needed to ask as well though.

"And who is it that brought me- us, I suppose is the better question- to this place?"

In the Forest!

[lightbranded]

Will often went out into the forest, these days. He found it comforting, in a way. This world could be strange. The castle a dangerous presence. But a forest was only ever a forest. Even some of the trees were similar to those he knew from home.

The boy turns as he feels a new presence in the woods, and reaches out his mind in search. Was this a mind that could receive his touch?

/heaps love on

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

It wasn't difficult to find Legolas, he made no effort to hide but the cloak he'd been given in Lorien might make it more difficult than he meant it to be. Legolas was just laing on the branch of a tree after all, staring up into the sea of leaves.

His mind wasn't closed to him but neither was he receptive to the touch. It wasn't a gift that Legolas had or, if he did, it was never something that he developed.

Re: /heaps love on

[lightbranded]

[It was enough for Will to know that someone was there. He raises his voice as he looks up at the elf in the tree.]

Hullo there!

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Peeking down from his perch, Legolas couldn't help but smile at the sight of the boy. He hadn't been hoping for company but he certainly wasn't going to shun it. He was quick to hop down from the branch, landing right beside the trunk before turning to Will.]

Hello to you.

Forest Also!

[i_got_this]

[South Dakota is patrolling. Which was far less an active patrol and more just an excuse to wander around in armor. Unlike some of the other Freelancers she didn't feel it was necessary to wear all the time, but she still liked doing so every so often because it was familiar, and it still gave her a sense of power and intimidation.]

[Seeing another figure in the forest, she decides it's high time to work on her stealth, and goes about trying to track him as quietly as possible. Sorry North she still hasn't set her goddamn trackers.]

/throws love at

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Heisn't a fool, he knows that someone else is in the forest with him. Sometimes it helps to have such sharp hearing. In fact, it helps a lot of the time. And it helps even more to be an elf who walks so lightly and silently that few can track them but for other elves or those so skilled as Aragorn.

You may be stealthy, miss, but you lack a few hundred years of experience that Legolas has. He'll dart quickly off the path and into the trees, moving lightly on his feet.]

/throws love back at ya! :3

[i_got_this]

Aw hell

[She curses under her breath, trying to pivot with him and losing him entirely, as well as breaking several twigs and a sapling in the process.]

[Ugh. Forests. It's much easier to sneak on an oil rig or a space ship.]

<33

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

[Ugh! How can anyone not be careful in a forest? Stop hurting saplings, it might make Legolas show himself just so he can lecture his stalker.

Quick as he can, and it's something for an elf, he climbs up into a tree and crouches on a branch. Watching.]

Forest, of course

[inafadingcrown]

And, predictably, Legolas will find the Lady garbed in white, wandering through the forest. It is a place of comfort for her and, while she hasn't been particularly troubled as of late, it's good for her to take the time to walk amongst the trees and to collect her thoughts. So there she is, a tall white figure, the very opposite of unassuming, really.

Naturally, she notices him and approaches, offering a smile and a little nod.

"Legolas."

<3333

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

It's hard to miss the sight of her. He'd have to be blind to miss her, especially when they'd left Lorien barely a week before. Her approach is quiet like he would expect and when she's near enough, he bows from the waist and smiles in return.

"Lady Galadriel."

[inafadingcrown]

"You have just arrived, I assume?" How like him, she thinks, to immediately take off exploring.

[wishmadeinfire]

Ashura had been out walking, Felix slowly growing better and not in need of his attentions all the time now. He still dressed somberly, though a little less now, dressed in long sleeved black, red, and gold, his jet black hair actually tended to today. It was pulled up to the side and flowed over his shoulder, a net of gold and rubies spinning down, turning it into a stream of night sky.

He turned a corner in the gardens, ambling, enjoy the cool press of sun on him, growing less comforting as the winter took stronger hold. He turned his gaze up, away from the winter flowers that dotted the pathway, and halted, staring openly at the golden hair and familiar dress.

"Legolas?" he asked cautiously, the other's back to him at the moment.

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

It was nice, almost, to be outside in the fresh air and not chasing after orcs, finding a not-so-dead wizard or preparing to go to Edoras rather than continuing after Merry and Pippin. It was peaceful but that made it a bit more uncomfortable at the same time. There were things that he needed to do, to help with, back in Middle Earth. He shouldn't be walking around a garden.

The sudden call of his name drew him away from those thoughts, turning to see who had called out to him. The voice wasn't familiar but it was his name, there was little that one could say that could be mistaken for his name. Looking the other over, he couldn't place a name to him. He wasn't anyone that Legolas had met in several hundred years.

Strange.

He looked elven but not.

"Yes?"

[wishmadeinfire]

'Yes'? Just that? Ah, then he did not... Well, nothing for it, and it was hardly Legolas' fault was it? It brought a touch of sadness to him, but he shoved it back and away. No use pondering it.

"Ah, my apologies. It seems we have not met properly," he said, gliding up to Legolas and pausing a few feet from him, canting his head slightly, the jewels on his long ears sparking. "My name is Ashura."

He hoped that might spark something, anything, but in the past months, he found he had run out of hope for many things.

A friendly new elf! <3

[unexpected_adventures]

Bilbo was minding his business, as he usually does, whilst picking some mushrooms by the forest's edge. He dared not tread inside, for fear of what he may find inside the thick, wooded place. He bent low and picked a red, spotted mushroom, before placing it within his basket, which was already nearly full. He was going to go back to his hobbit hole and make himself some mushroom soup. Then, he spotted movement in front of him, by a tall tree. He straightened up and squinted into the gloom. He nearly dropped his basket at the sight before him.

An elf? Could it be an elf within the forest? The elf was tall and handsome, dressed in a garb of grey. Bilbo swallowed, before letting out a squeak of greeting.

The friendliest <33

[bow_of_the_galadhrim]

The drop of the basket and the squeak caught Legolas' attention and the elf turned around on his perch to look to the Hobbit. Funny. He looked a bit familiar, a bit like Frodo but not quite. He only had four Hobbits and an aged Bilbo to go off of though.

"I imagine a hobbit would normally keep a much greater hold on mushrooms than that." It was just a gentle tease as the elf jumped down out of the tree and picked the basket up for Bilbo, carefully tucking the mushrooms back in.

"I hope that I haven't given you a fright."

Re: Bilbo loves Elves :D Unlike grumpy Thorin.

[unexpected_adventures]

"Well, usually I would but I wasn't expecting to run into an elf like yourself. I did not know the forest was home to your kind, master elf." Bilbo had to crane his neck up slightly, just to gaze upon the elf's handsome features. It was like something out of a fairytale. The elves were really tall and very beautiful. He could hardly believe what he was seeing.

"You are far from home too then? I'm not frightened, no not at all. More in awe actually." He let out a nervous giggle then noticed the elf's bow. He seemed friendly enough.