After a good and spirited run or two or five through several threads, my foot managed to lodge underneath some damned root and I fell on my face. No, I did not have enough time to scramble up and continue fleeing from my
crazed cousin, he managed to
CHAIN HIMSELF TO ME INSTEAD. AAAAAHHHH LEMME GOOOOO AAAAHHHHHHH YOU SMELL FUNNY AND YOU ARE CREEPY AND I DON'T EVEN HAVE MY METAL BREASTPLATE WITH ME AND EVERYTHING TO WHACK AND TERRIFY YOU WITH AND SHIT!!!
Um.
And hey!
Cousin Aredhel is back! ...
FINGON! FINGON YOU AMPUTATED MAEDHROS BEFORE HELP ME HELP ME HELP MEEEEEEEEEEE