Daeron is sitting on the porch, silent again ( Read more... )

"Fucking hell!" Is the first thing Daeron says coming back to life, largely because it's what he would have said if Caranthir's sword hadn't gone through his vocal cords. As is, he comes back sprawled in the woods, feeling absolutely wretched and even more sore. His neck hurts. His body feels like it's been manhandled (which, thinking about it, it ( Read more... )

 
( In Which there is yet more twin related fail! )

Daeron is feeling a little concerned today, wondering if maybe that was a bad idea. One does remember that certain inconvenient Feanorians are alive, and said Feanorians tend to be...bad about the whole anger management thing. As well as protective. And while usually attempting to make himself scarce would be just fine, he does have to take care of ( Read more... )