(Untitled)

[_mahal]

*manifests in the centre of Tirion in all his (sober) Valarin glory, and issues a summons.*

NOW HE- *coughs* Dammit. Námo, is so much better at this summons of Doom thing.

NOW HEAR THIS. THE STAR OF HIGH-HOPE HAS...well...WELL YOU SEE THE THING IS, IT'S GONE MISSING AND WE HAVE A GOOD EYE-WITNESS REPORT THAT SAYS EÄRENDIL AND THE SILMARIL WERE

Comments

[turin]

Dragon problem?

*jumps at prospect of distraction*

[lord_feanor]

Ah-HAH! There you are!! Not just a dragon problem, dragon that' NICKED THE SILMARIL THAT BASTARD EARENDIL NICKED!

[turin]

*has recently found a new section of the basement to camp out in, mini-Nargothrond style*

Oh. Right.

*pulls out his big scary black sword and has a look down the hilt* *eyelid twinges*

I reckon we help them with that, they get a move on with our Monopoly problem.

[lord_feanor]

Monopoly? Oh.OH yes. Caranthir...

WHERE is he anyway?

[turin]

I came out when I couldn't hear the goose-stepping anymore.

...You don't know?

[lord_feanor]

Well he's not here and it IS killing time... That's not like him...

[turin]

*starts to look edgier*

Um... so... nothing's... wrong? ...Do you think?

[lord_feanor]

He's probably getting horribly drunk at the strip club up to his eyeballs in cleavage...

[turin]

*takes a moment to wipe that visual image from his memory forever*

RIGHT SO HOW ABOUT THAT DRAGON EH WHAT A MESS WE'RE IN NOW WHOO BOY THAT'S A KICKER ALRIGHT.

[lord_feanor]

Er.... ah. Yes. MY SENTIMENTS EXACTLY! BLOODY DRAGONS!

[turin]

THESE TIMES WE'RE LIVING IN WOW WHAT A CRAZY PLACE THIS BLESSED REALM IS SOMETIMES WHAT? *twitchy laugh*

*has a wife who will be a wife again*
*has a wife who will be a wife again*
*has a wife who will be a wife again*
*has a wife who will be a wife again*... [/mantra]

[lord_feanor]

...

Boy, calm down and drink some of this.

*hands you a hip flask full of whiskey*

[turin]

Oh. Alright. TO FORTIFY FOR THE GOOD FIGHT THAT'S IT Ahaha. Heh.

*sits and has a wee sip*

[lord_feanor]

*pats you*

It'll be alright. We'll sort out this stupid mess and then sort out the OTHER stupid mess and you can get your wife back and I'll have my Princess back. <3

[turin]

*coughs* Course it will, course it will, get it all back to normal, yessir, right as rain. *denial, yay*