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When he walks in, it is with a slight edge of determination, as if he has spent some time talking himself into doing this, yet is still very unsure if he wants to or not. He is dressed nicely, though not overly so, and a small iPod is hooked to his belt; its cord disappears into his hair, which hides his ears. His dark blue eyes flicker back and forth for a moment, before he reaches up and takes out one of the ear pieces.
Um. Hi.
Typist: Yay, emobard spawn! :D This is Lindalë, son of Maglor and Daeron. He's Elven, of course, but he wears human clothing and tends to hide that fact by nature of spending a lot of time in the modern world. He probably knows most of the other Elves, though he may not be entirely comfortable around them.
Um. Hi.
Typist: Yay, emobard spawn! :D This is Lindalë, son of Maglor and Daeron. He's Elven, of course, but he wears human clothing and tends to hide that fact by nature of spending a lot of time in the modern world. He probably knows most of the other Elves, though he may not be entirely comfortable around them.