Application : Elrond (Lord of the Rings)

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((Elrond apped with permission by the other LotR muns. He's got pretty mad powers, but, they're of a subtle nature. He's somewhere below Glorfindel in power, but above the average elf, and has one of the Three Rings of the Elves, Vilya, the Ring of Air. What Vilya specifically does isn't mentioned anywhere I'm aware of, but, it seems reasonable to

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[bar_en_lothglor]

It was Asfaloth who found the Lord of Imladris first, having abruptly veered away from where Glorfindel was leading him down the corridor. Trotting into the Sorting Room, the white horse greeted Elrond with an enthusiastic whicker and toss of his head, causing the little ornamental bells on his headstall and reins to ring. A very startled Glorfindel appeared in the doorway a moment later, and his expression immediately brightened upon seeing Elrond, of all people, standing in the very place he himself had appeared barely a few days ago.

"Master Elrond! Now I understand my dear Asfaloth's disobedience," he said, naturally addressing his old friend in Elvish which the player isn't going to attempt writing out at the moment. He was laughing as he made his way over to them both, and lightly stroked his steed's neck while taking in Elrond's appearance. He seemed well and whole, to Glorfindel's immense relief, and yet something about him was decidedly different. Changed

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Elrond turned at the sound of clattering hooves and jingling bells, and his surprise and joy at seeing the very person he had been seeking counsel from just before his arrival at the Sorting Room was evidenced by his sudden smile. It was a bit of a shock to see a familiar face in this unfamiliar new place, but, Glorfindel was Elrond's dearest friend and confidant and he found comfort in his presence here. It was truly him, and not some illusion, of that he had no doubt- he was certain that he would have easily detected any falseness, but there was something ever so slightly different.

He moved to meet Glorfindel, and opened his arms to embrace his friend. "Glorfindel! Mae Govannen!" He too spoke Elvish, and his mun wasn't about to try translating now either. "How is it that I find you here, when only a short time ago, we were both surely in Imladris?" And Legolas here? But he had been sent off with the Nine on a pivotal errand. Yet, Glorfindel did not seem to be worried. What was going on here? He was pleased to see that Glorfindel

[bar_en_lothglor]

He gladly embraced Elrond, allowing his hand to linger on his friend's shoulder as he pulled away, still smiling while Elrond spoke. "I was in fact returning to Imladris from the errand you'd sent me on when I appeared here quite unexpectedly," he explained, his brows knitting together in confusion as his expression steadily fell. "The Ringbearer...?"

He instinctively glanced toward the Ring of Power that Elrond kept. And there it was, on his finger, the very thing which Glorfindel had sensed was different-not changed, but rather unchanged. Vilya yet retained its full potency, that much was clear. He looked up, plainly startled

[vaultofstars]

Elrond was somewhat perplexed, despite his relief at finding his dear friend in this unanticipated place. Glorfindel returning to Imladris? But he was already there, or at least he thought he was. He had not recalled any errands since the incident with Frodo at the ford. He wondered why Glorfindel was glancing at his ring, and his own eyes subconsciously turned to the gemmed band, unsure why it should be the focus of his attention

[bar_en_lothglor]

((Elvish: "My old friend". Nevermind that they're speaking Elvish by default... It just sounds nicer. And I'm fudging the canon timelines a bit, but we must mitigate poor Elrond's angst a little somehow.))"The Fellowship's departure occurred a few years ago, for myself," he told Elrond with clear conviction. "I cannot know what forces are at work in this place, but it does appear to affect the very flow of time itself. It grieves me that we should be brought from such dissimilar points in time." He would never in his life seek to willfully deceive Elrond, and least of all with so serious a matter

[vaultofstars]

Despite the turmoil in his spirit, Elrond gave his friend a slight, but warm and understanding smile. He knew that Glorfindel could not have chosen to be here any more than he could have, and placed his hand on his friend's shoulder briefly, to reassure him. "There is no reason for you to grieve for this, for it is not any deliberate choice. It is better to have found you here than not. Even if you bear tidings that will bring sorrow, it is better to hear them from you than from another

[bar_en_lothglor]

Arwen's sacrifice played its part in helping to secure lasting peace for the kingdoms of Men, who were to inherit Middle-earth as its most dominant and influential people with the passing of the Elves, and so Glorfindel found little cause to mourn Arwen's decision-only her fate. And yet while she would be one day sundered from her Elven kindred, she was also gaining another family. He hoped that, one day, Elrond could find a measure of peace in that knowledge

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Elrond knew that Glorfindel was correct, and that his daughter was loved deeply, both by her father, and by her husband-to-be. Or husband. . . the slight disparity in time was disconcerting. But yet, it seemed only slight by Elven measures of time. The pain of loss was there, but he too knew that it would be important for the coming ages, and knew he had to accept it for that. He hoped that Arwen's line would carry some memory of their lineage, even when it was long forgotten, and would create a better world because of it

[bar_en_lothglor]

If they both were fortunate, Elrond would never discover the truth about some of those 'unusually unlucky' incidents of Glorfindel's. That he had on a few rare occasions taken up Elrond's time and energy for purely selfish reasons was something Glorfindel still felt shame over. Not that he'd necessarily gotten injured on purpose, rather he'd tried to be everywhere at once during battles even knowing he was certain to suffer for it; he should have had more faith in his comrades, as they did in him

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Elrond was of course clueless that Glorfindel had any other motives than attempting to take care of his comrades, and that was something he could never fault him for. Those were always nerve-wracking incidents, though, and there was more than one occasion on which he'd felt rather guilty for finding himself far more afraid for Glorfindel's loss than that of other comrades. He'd never told him that of course, being ashamed of it, knowing that every loss was important- and it wasn't that he didn't find them important, just, he couldn't picture life with Glorfindel as a part of it

Vote: Gryffindor

[bar_en_lothglor]

Glorfindel had no way of knowing the truth behind Elrond's actions, and so naturally assumed he'd misspoke, as seemed to happen lamentably often with his old friend, regardless of how careful he was with his words. There would come these moments when Elrond would seem to withdraw into himself, as if troubled or pained in some way Glorfindel couldn't quite grasp

Re: Vote: Gryffindor

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Elrond was deeply saddened that he'd caused Glorfindel to think he'd made a misstep. It was not his friend's fault, but his own that it brought him pain, and he knew very well that Glorfindel only wished to try and relieve it some. His failure to fully cure Celebrian, so that she could remain with him and her children, was his own. "No, you did not misspeak, my friend. I am sorry that my mind is far too prone to melancholy of late. It has been hard to maintain clarity lately, and, I regret that my failure to do so would cause you think you had erred." He looked seriously at his friend, hoping he would realize his sincerity. It pained him further to see Glorfindel's usually bright spirit afflicted by the burden of what Elrond felt was very selfish melancholy

Re: Vote: Gryffindor

[bar_en_lothglor]

"Very melancholic indeed if you think I would ever view your company as a burden, Elrond," Glorfindel said in a grave tone, though he was still smiling. "I'm quite pleased you're willing to share a room with me. This will give me a reason to always return from the forest whenever I go wandering; someone has to make sure you're not staying up for days endlessly brooding." He invariably returned to and stayed in Imladris for similar reasons, no matter how far he'd wander, and despite also being welcome at the other, likewise dwindling Elvish havens. None could ever be home in quite the same way that Imladris was, and it would be a sad day when finally they left it forever. Perhaps some of Arwen's and Aragorn's descendants would settle there

Re: Vote: Gryffindor

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Elrond could not help but smile at Glorfindel's light chiding, and felt deeply thankful to have a friend such as him, who was so tolerant of his too-frequent habit of brooding. Although he liked to wander into the forests near Imladris on occasion, he rarely traveled so far as Glorfindel, as he felt it his duty to remain close to the city. He enjoyed leafing through old records and texts and deciphering ancient runes nearly as much as Glorfindel enjoyed the battlefield, despite their often tragic contents. Elvish history had not been terribly pleasant, and Elrond had a compassionate nature. Most major stirrings in the world would put him in one of his melancholy phases, simply due to introspection, comparing present events with the past, and seeing all the potentially dire consequences

Re: Vote: Gryffindor

[bar_en_lothglor]

((...It just now came to me that I kept referring to Maedhros as Maglor, in my emails about that one picture. Oops. XD Maedhros was supposed to be (I assume) the batshit redhead, and Maglor the less insane looking one. Guess I had Elf dyslexia.

/random))

"I would be honoured and grateful for your company, as often as you care to come with me," Glorfindel replied with a bright smile, clearly approving of the idea, and already imagining all the trouble they could get up to. Possibly with a certain Mirkwood Prince on occasion. Nothing too serious, of course. Just enough to keep them on their toes every so often (and distract Elrond from his oppressive thoughts), but not so much that Elrond would become averse to accompanying him. There was a delicate balance he'd have to achieve. The Balrog remark earned Elrond a curious look, then Glorfindel started laughing. "Maybe I shall let you save me from any such beasts, should we ever run into any. I do appreciate that you've your sword with you. Perhaps I can convince you to spar with me at

Re: Vote: Gryffindor

[vaultofstars]

((It's easy to have Elf-dyslexia with all those brothers, I didn't catch the mixup. XD))

Glorfindel's remark about saving him from balrogs managed to inspire a laugh from Elrond, who smiled fondly at his friend. Glorfindel had that unique talent of being able to raise his spirits. He had to admit that he did look forward to what appeared the promise of at least a temporary time of peace, and spending it with his dearest old friend. "With any luck, my friend, we'll not have to deal with any balrogs or their ilk, and we'll not have to find out if I could save you from one." He chuckled lightly, obviously presuming he had little to no chance at managing that. "If you find your sword growing restless, I'd be pleased to spar with you, of course- and I'd surely be reminded just why I shouldn't be chasing after balrogs either." On those occasions when he had sparred with Glorfindel, the older, Valar-blessed Elf was always the winner, but, he still enjoyed them, and couldn't ever mind the losses. He did usually learn a thing or two, but