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[noldorinprince]

*goes to Luthien's to visit his grandaughter again*

*blinks as the door is answered by a stranger holding her in his arms*

Who the fuck are you?

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[beleg_strongbow]

*shifts Linnauriel into one arm to offer his hand*

I'm Beleg Cúthalion. *recognises you from the Nirnaeth* And you must be this little one's grandfather, yes? :)

[linnauriel]

*points in the direction Beleg went*

Ada!

[noldorinprince]

. . .

He's here, now?

[beleg_strongbow]

*strolls back into the room with a bottle for Linnauriel*

[linnauriel]

*points at him*

*with some amount of frustration*

ADA.

[beleg_strongbow]

*picks her up* Hey, baby girl. You being good for your grandfather?

[noldorinprince]

*jaw definitely drops*

. . .

[beleg_strongbow]

*actually notices this time* Are... are you okay?

[heavyhand]

*stops in the doorway*

Beleg? Who's this? And where's my coffee?

[beleg_strongbow]

This is Fingon - Linnauriel's grandad.

*hands you your mug* :)

[heavyhand]

*takes it*

*nods at all and sundry*

Morning.

[noldorinprince]

. . .

*stares*

*double-takes*

. . .

[heavyhand]

*has absolutely no idea what's the cause of the expression on your face* >:)

*wonders when Luthien will be down*

[noldorinprince]

I know you from somewhere. . .

*one doesn't easily forget a vicious-looking Elf weilding a humongous axe* :S

[heavyhand]

I'm Mablung of Doriath. I fought alongside the Noldor armies in the Nirnaeth.

[noldorinprince]

That's it. I remember seeing you in battle. Quite impressive fighting.