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[mirefinwe]

*breaks free of his combination cupboard/forge*

*makes for the nearest source of beer in town, that being the pub of course*

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[haladin_lady]

*Sits in a corner by herself, sipping at a long vodka.*

Huh. He looks Feanorian...

[haladin_lady]

Glad I wasn't around for that, one war was quite enough.

[mirefinwe]

Apparently they had it REAL easy if my grandfather is to be believed.

[haladin_lady]

With all due respect to your grandfather, I don't think he was there, was he?

[mirefinwe]

No. But he does go on about facing half a dozen balrogs and fucking up most of them until Gothmog got him in the back.

[haladin_lady]

Yes, he is a hard bastard but that doesn't mean the Second and Third ages were a walk in the park.

[mirefinwe]

Aye, probably not... although things probably made a lot more sense back then.

[haladin_lady]

*orders more booze*

Made more sense? How so?

[mirefinwe]

Time progressed normally? The Valar stayed out of meddling with day to day issues?

[haladin_lady]

Well, sometimes we wished they WOULD meddle a little bit more, you know?

[mirefinwe]

There's no happy medium with the bastards. There really isn't.

[haladin_lady]

It's very hard to understand their non-interference stance when you're watching your only brother get torn to pieces by orcs.

>:(

[mirefinwe]

...

Yeah, I can see how that'd be a pile of shite. And that's what gets ME! The bastards live here and let gargantuan spiders run around and try to eat kids!

[haladin_lady]

I know!

*orders a pitcher of beer*

Useless bastards.

[mirefinwe]

Damn right!!! Everything's their fault REALLY. Bunch of mad bastards.

[haladin_lady]

You see...*points at you in a "see you Jimmy!" type way*

...my dad had the right idea. Unite and deal with the asshats instead of all these leetle, leetle tribes trying to resist by themselves. But nooo, the Valar leave us to get on with it.