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[woodlandmajesty]

Greetings, and good tidings. I am King Thranduil of the realm of Eryn Lasgalen. This seems a pleasurable place, and I hope to find good wine decent company amongst you.

Typist: Hello! I'm new as well, having being talked into joining (not that it was that hard)! *waves* For those who don't know Thranduil, he's from the LotR universe, mainly in

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[finweson]

*inclines his head just a tiny bit, somewhat amusedly* Greetings, King Thranduil.

As you have apparently heard about... "past occurances on the Noldor's behalf", I suppose I need not introduce myself.

[woodlandmajesty]

Indeed, you are known to me, sir. Though, perhaps you will change my mind on what I have decerned from your legends, or perhaps not. *nods head slightly in Feanor's direction*

[finweson]

*lips twitching amusedly* The legends have been written by the prejudiced, sir. Perhaps you will be able to look beyond them for better or for worse.

[finweson]

After meeting your eldest sons, I shall definatly be open to new...interperatations. Thank you for the welcome, my lord.

[woodlandmajesty]

Typist: Gah! Too early in the morning. That was Thranduil, of course. *points up*

[finweson]

Typist: *patpats* 's all right!

Good thing you didn't meet Curufin, then. *nods, a somewhat sardonic smile playing around his lips* Gladly given.