Open Post of Poking Each Other With Pointy Things

[caninefodder]

And on a particular brisk and sunny Spring morning, a particular non-Finwëan elflord can be found hanging around somewhere outside the Mansion. He's found himself a sword somewhere, and is waiting, not without anticipation, for a particular friend to turn up so as to put said sword to use. Which is not as dirty as it sounds.

Not, of course, that he'd mind any other conversation along the way.

For Finrod, but of course anyone else is free to drop in for a chat.