The world has changed and changed and moved on... but the elves are still here. These parties spring up without particular rhyme or reason, the scattered remnants all drawn together without any particular reason (although to be fair, social media helps a good deal with that, nowadays).
Maglor likes this town, down by the sea with the woods so close, and Thranduil is politely ignoring him, allowing him to annoy Daeron all he likes.
"Hullo Daeron." He says cheerfully. "Isn't your voice tired yet?"
The world might be different now, but it's still home. Daeron never wanted to sail west, and so he hadn't. He was far from the only one!
And there's always at least one elf who decides to come harass him sometimes, regardless of where he's gone off to. Maglor. He feigns annoyance, most of the time.
At the query, he rolls his eyes and pointedly adds just a bit more volume to the flute he's been playing for...a little while. Silly Feanorion will just have to try harder if he wants to get him to stop!
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Date: 2019-09-02 01:34 pm (UTC)Maglor likes this town, down by the sea with the woods so close, and Thranduil is politely ignoring him, allowing him to annoy Daeron all he likes.
"Hullo Daeron." He says cheerfully. "Isn't your voice tired yet?"
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Date: 2019-09-03 09:17 am (UTC)And there's always at least one elf who decides to come harass him sometimes, regardless of where he's gone off to. Maglor. He feigns annoyance, most of the time.
At the query, he rolls his eyes and pointedly adds just a bit more volume to the flute he's been playing for...a little while. Silly Feanorion will just have to try harder if he wants to get him to stop!
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Date: 2019-09-03 01:43 pm (UTC)"Ah, we're going for the 'ignore him' trick today are we?"
Maglor stretches out next to him, humming a counterpart to the tune.