The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, and Tolkien - The One Ring

by **~Turin-Turambar~** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 2:05 pm

He noticed Raven walking away looking at the trees. he knew he had unfinished words with her and he greeted her with a kiss to the cheek. "We have come far since we first met, and a bitter, hard, tetottaling vagabond was I when we met. I know I held against you the ways of your twin and for that I apologize dearly. To leave you alone at the coffeehouse was inconsiderate of me though I thought nothing of it then. May you find your true love one day Raventinuviel." After a long talk, he gave her a hug and walked her over to where the wine was being served as they watched the great fireworks in the darkening sky. Many a look he got from guests at the sudden departure of his wife Elora and his accompanying Raven on the grounds. But Turin knew where his heart was, and he smiled and nodded to his wife Elora who had returned and now tuned her harp to began to sing. He turned to raven who now had a goblet of wine in hand and he said, "Lady Raven, I wish a dance with you at a later time, but if you leave unannounced I would understand. But come! Listen to my wife sing!" They walked into the crowd and Turin was mesmerized by her voice so clear and the tune so soothing. The vision flooded him and he wanted to run to her, but he was held in place by her voice. As she finished, Turin could only watch her as she approached him, and as she came to him he embraced her and gave her a kiss, his eyes shining black as embers.

by **Arish** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 2:57 pm

Arish's eyes watered as Elora finished singing and as she watched the couple embrace. Once they were finished, she approached them. "I would just like to give you my congratulations on your union." The elven lady said with a slight bow, her long red hair falling over her shoulder. When she stood up, a smile was on her face. "I am sure that you will have many happy years together."

by **RavenTinuviel** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 3:01 pm

"Oh Turin Turambar, your love is for your wife, and though once I had hope in you loving me, I knew it would not be. Whilst I ever find true love? I know not, but know that I am filled with a happiness I have not known as I saw you and Elora's love bloom and grow. May it always be so!" Raven fought back tears, but she was sincere in her words. And as Elora started to sing her song, Raven whispered to him, "I will be here for the dance Lord Turin. Hold close your beloved! And one day when I have found my beloved, you both will be first on the list of invites, for you both have shown and taught me much."

by **elora** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 3:14 pm

She sighed happily at the sight of Turin's face, pleased that the gift brought him joy for it was he had brought to her when first they met though he would have denied it. Despite his quiet manner, there had always been something shining in solemn eyes that caught at her. She rested her head against his chest, before turing to Raven who stood patiently by. She could a strange mix of happiness and pain in her eyes. Welcome Lady Raven. 'Tis a fair night that you grace us on. My thanks for joining us. I have learnt that a dance remains to you and Turin, and can commend Turin to you. Accomplished at such things is he, and you shan't regret the wait. She smiled at Raven, knowing too well how testing the search for love can be. However, she said no more for she knew no words she could say would bring may ease. Turin was intently studying the toes of his boots as if he had never before encountered them, a new fascination. She couldn't help but smile at the expression upon his face before she looked about. So many people I have yet to meet. I only hope I can do so before the night is out. The bards struck up another tune, an elvish one this time. About them people gathered in small clusters, talking and laughing. Some sat eating, others dancing, all easy in the surrounds of Vanalaitaure. It was then she noticed the gift from Friend. A brief thought flashed through her head of Ronnan. Had he been there, the golden wrapping and chocolate prize within would have been a sure attractant for the thief. But they sat safely on the table, for Ronnan was not there. Not for the first time, she wondered if she had been too harsh with him.

by **arcados** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 3:54 pm

Arcados approached Elora and Turin, who were, at the moment, alone. Arcados bowed and greeted the happy couple. "Once more, I congratulate you, only this time, on behalf of the Rings of the Elements Guild. I come bearing gifts, and may they serve you well!" Arcados opened a case made of fine fabric before them. Inside was held two exquisitely crafted blades forged of mithril silver. One, slender and smooth to the sight, but quick and deadly, and remarkably sharp. The other, slightly thicker, but still of the similar make, and had a strong appearance, and from sight, it seemed that it could deal a deadly blow. On the hilts of each there was written in elven script some words of congratulations, and noting that it was from the Rings Guild May these weapons be of service to you, and bring memory of this fair day, and of your friends at the Guild!

by **elora** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 4:12 pm

The approach of Arcados broke her reverie. The mysterious light that circled on the tables caught and flashed along the length of the blades. They were beautiful indeed, well made and it was difficult for Elora not to take up the smaller blade and heft for balance and weight. She knew that that would be as it should, for a hand of a master could be seen in their design. Still she wished to feel it's cool weight in her hand, as it moved through the air. Such blades call to be picked up. Instead she ran a finger along the hilt and cross piece, before returning her eyes to Arcados. She was smiling. How long was my guild following me at the Craftmaster's Fair? Long I searched for another long sword to replace the one I lost. I never dreamed of finding it's like again and so contented myself with what I had. But here you bring me a blade so finely crafted that it is a work of art as well as a weapon. I don't doubt that it shall not only meet my earlier blade but surpass it. This time I shall have to ensure it is not lost in battle. I hardly know how to thank you and our guild, but until I do this shall have to suffice, Ring Master. Elora leaned forward to place kiss on Arcados' cheek. Rest assured, I shall find a better and more fitting way to thank my guild. The Ring of Life has many uses. She looked up to Turin, who stood beside her staring at the blades before them.

by **EowynDernhelm** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 6:04 pm

Eowyn's eyes widened in amazement as both her ring and Queen Beruthiel's flashed at the same time. 'It's almost like their talking with each other!' she thought. 'I wonder what they could be saying?' She gave the Queen a hug and said, "My thanks, my Queen! I shall have to introduce you to Loriel sometime." A puzzled look crossed Queen Beruthiel's face, and then she smiled and moved on down the recieving line. Later, she stood to the side of the group gathered around the stage and listened to Elora's lovely song to her new husband. She smiled, happy that the harp had been a good match for Elora. Since they had not cut the wedding cake yet, Eowyn wandered off to look at the ice sculpture. It had melted some, but it was still very beautiful.

by **Erenduil** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 6:59 pm

From across the room Erenduil watched the lady as she stood admiring theice sculpture. He knew not if he were talking to someone at the moment or not - quite dazed, partially due to champagne, as he gazed at his lady... He wanted to talk to her, but decided to wait a while and provide time for the effects of the alcohol to wear off... In the mean time he talked with a few here and there, but specifically he remembered talking with Turin. He asked if Turin might mention to the guests something of Eowyn and Erenduil's own engagement. Much of what he talked about escape him for the rest of his life due to his slight, but mostly unnoticeable drunken state. ~* A Blessing on You Both. May the Stars and Moon always Shine on You *~ With love for his now married friends, Erenduil

by **EowynDernhelm** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 7:43 pm

Eowyn turned her head away from the ice sculpture for a moment, and out of the corner of her eye she thought she saw Erenduil talking with Turin. She looked again and saw that he was there. She was very relieved to see that he was safe, and started to make her way through the crowd of guests toward where he stood with Turin.

by **elora** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 8:08 pm

Elora saw, standing not far from her, Harvester and Naveen. She regretted being unable to greet them earlier, as she should have and so made amends for that. She collected three glasses of a rich red wine and moved to where they stood. Hail Naveen and Harvester. It was remiss of me to not greet you earlier as I should have, and so I hope you will accept this by way of apology. She smiled as she held the two glasses forth. Thankyou for sharing this day with us. I know you travelled far to do so.

by **Friend** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 8:11 pm

Friend walked back from the cottage dejected. She felt awful about Queen B. Friend arrived at the reception area, and sought out the dark knight and his companion Enchantress, determined to finish the introduction. "Hail again dark night and Enchantress! Sorry I left so abruptly earlier.As I said before, My name is Friend. Dark night, what is your name?" She asked.

by **~Turin-Turambar~** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 9:08 pm

Turin admired the blades Arcados had brought forth, and as he watched his wife admire the one, He took up in hand the other, and he turned it in hand a couple times and sighted the blade. Smiling he almost made some moves but decided not to. Setting the blade back, Turin thanked Arcados for the great gift, and knew the use they would get. "Fine these blades are Sir Arcados! Our thanks to you and the guild for them!" Turin shook his hand and while doing so, Erenduil came over and was seemingly in good spirits, and Turin thanked him for his fine words. "Yes Erenduil, in fact, I have had a few glasses of wine and I think I am ready!" He gave Elora a kiss on the cheek in passing and he went to where Syrinx and the orchestra were, and the last song ended as he stepped up. He whispered to Syrinx and she smiled and started a soft tune in the background. Turin jumped up on a nearby table and clapped his hands to get the attention. Just the soft flute played now and Turin said, "I wish to do a song to my Lady Elora, but I dont know if it would match the beauty of her song but I will do it anyways.... Srynx, you can start the one I mentioned now...." She started a slow melodic number and Turin started to sing in his low voice... The sun arose that day just like any other day as I watched you sleep in dream in the field And in your sleep you did sing, In my ears your voice did ring and in my eyes you smiled though you didnt see me. I felt you call me there Oh... I felt you call me there I knew I was smitten by you, as upon you I did stare, and I didnt know what to do and the blossom snowed so fair You called me out of the shadows and we danced across the meadows with your arms around me settled you touched my heart. I felt you call me there Oh.... I felt you call me there And now you become my wife and agree to share my life and take upon my doom and bind to me so soon And I give you all my love and I give you all my life and I give you all my happiness but also my grief I felt you call me there oh... I felt you call me there. Lady Elora I love you so And I have to tell you so so I know you know That I will always love you so But now I wish to do is to take you and to carry you to the home of our own And I call you there Yes... I call you there.... "Thank you for indulging me and my songs off the top of my head. I have one I wrote, but in my haste to get here in time I left it at the grove. Maybe someday I will sing it. Now, before I let you all get back to your merrymaking, I do have to say one more thing. There are two friends here that I have met since coming into the company of my dear Elora, and it now brings me great honor to announce publicly the betrothal of the fair Lady Eowyn Dernhelm and the Elven Lord Erenduil! May their love for each other burn as hot as my love for my wife Elora Starsong. Congratulations Erenduil and Lady Eowyn Dernhelm! Come on over here and do my forte here..." The lady Eowyn and Lord Erenduil made their way reluctantly to where Turin stood, and he reached down and got Erenduil up on the table and also Lady Eowyn. It was obvious that he was embarrasing them, but he wanted everyone to know who they were and show them honor in their engagement. "Ladies and Gentlemen, Lord Erenduil and Lady Eowyn!" And Turin jumped off the table leaving them standing there with everyone cheering and clapping!

by **EowynDernhelm** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 9:08 pm

by **elora** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 9:23 pm

Harvestar and Naveen must have thought her foolish, yet she could not help but be overwhelmed by her beloved's song. Tears filled her eyes, and she forgot even the glasses she held as his deep voice carried through the air. Thankfully, both Harvestar and Naveen were more alert. They managed to avoid a nasty accident by collecting the glasses from her hands before anything untoward happened to their dresses. Unaware of what she did, Elora moved through the crowd towards the table. She managed to look up at Erenduil and Eowyn, standing pleased yet somewhat bashfully upon the table. It was then she realised she had nothing to toast the announcement with. Then her eyes found Turin's, and her hands his. A tear slipped down one cheek and she found that all she could do was whisper. Oh my love, I... you... That was how she found herself, standing in front of her beloved and bereft of words to express what rushed through her heart.

by **~Turin-Turambar~** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 9:35 pm

Turin found Elora's hand in his as he was hoping Erenduil or Eowyn would say something, though he was sure they wanted to get down off the table. But Turin now focused on his beloved wife, and as a tear rolled down her cheek he kissed and drank it, and cupping her face with his hands, he kissed her deep, wanting to taste her sweet lips again as the flute of Srynx carried about them.

by **Aerin** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 9:45 pm

(OOC - Definitely hard to do a wedding properly when everyone's in different time zones...) Aerin waited her turn, then finally was able to congratulate Elora and Turin on their union. She kissed both of their cheeks, then stepped back and smiled. "My heartfelt congratulations to you both! And my gratitude, for allowing me to assist with the preparations for your wedding." She handed Turin a cloak. "I have already given my gift to the bride, and now it is your turn. It is a cloak of elven-make. It will adjust itself according to the temperature, and it is weatherproof. "May you both be happy all your lives!" She smiled at them again, then turned to rejoin her bard.

by **elora** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 9:51 pm

His hands were warm on her face, lips strong against hers. "Yes.", she thought, "Much better than words". His silver belt felt cool under her touch. "Sweeter than any wine", tumbled about her mind. Syrinx's flute played a beautiful backdrop, and they swayed in response to it. Elora was reluctant to part with Turin at the ending of their kiss, and rested her head against his neck. She breathed deeply of him, dark silken hair under her cheek as they swayed by the table. The sound of his breathing mixed with Syrinx's music and the words from the delighted couple on the table. A peaceful smile grew on her face as she listened.

by **~Turin-Turambar~** » Sun Oct 28, 2001 11:45 pm

Holding Elora as the music flowed was the most amazing feeling Turin had ever felt. Now she was his wife, and he her husband, and nowhere else did he wish to be except holding her and she holding him. He lost himself in her sweet scents as he closed his eyes. But it was soon interrupted with a calling to cut the cake! And so he and Elora were moved about to the cake and it looked so good! Turin didn't want to damage such a piece of art, but Elora watered for the chocolatem and Turin grinned an evil grin at the thought...

by **elora** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 12:01 am

Elora dragged her eyes from the cake just in time to spot that grin and stepped warily back, smiling and hands held before her in a gesture of supplication. Sitting by the cake was a richly engraved knife, and she found it just in time, dulled blade held in defense. In a quick gesture, the knife spun in her grasp to present the hilt to her husband, who had still not surrendered that grin. His hand quickly descended, bringer her closer to both whatever devious plan he had in mind the the cake. The knife hovered above Friend's creation, his hand over hers on the hilt, and both laughing. We're not supposed to let it touch the bottom are we? She remembered hearing of such a custom at Edain weddings. The blade started its descent, Turin's laughter warm in her ears as it did.

by **enchantress** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 12:24 am

It was clear that she was not the only one whose heart was in complete turmoil. First he looked at her, frozen and silent, but his wide open eyes betrayed the shock her appearance had caused. Finally there came words: "Yes, I have come. I could not stay away. Eru himself would allow the Dark Lord to rise again and rule all of Arda before my love for you would diminish by even the smallest fraction. You look as splendid and as breathtaking as the day my undeserving eyes first caught sight of your radiant form" She wanted to smile, but her tumultuous emotions paralyzed her. She stood before him without a word, fearing that allowing for the slightest movement would instantenously release the dangerously overwhelming passion within her. It was he who finally brought an end to the unbearable tension. Enchantress let out a cry of relief as she felt herself enfolded within his arms. Time came to a stop, the world melted away, there was only the comfort she thought she had forever lost. From a distance, she heard Turin's voice, but was unable to discern the meaning of his words. As if waking from a dream she thought: "The ceremony must be over..." but she did not grieve for missing the crucial moment. As he gently pulled back from the embrace, his lips brushed hers ever so slightly, and a familiar involuntary tremor shook her slender frame. "Take my hand, my love... and I swear to you I shall never let go of it again." Such an offer was impossible to refuse. With a joyous grin she took hold of his hand. "Come with me now, and let us meet the happy couple and gracious hosts of this wonderful event." She looked at him, smiling, her lips still tingling from the soft hint of a kiss. "Gladly," she said, "However, I would call it criminal to merely give a Lady a slight taste - however exquisite it be - of a gift long witheld, and leave her in a state of most anxious anticipation." A mischievious light dancing in her eyes, she managed a quick grin before her lips pressed into his. Perhaps fortunatelly, her roaming hands were impeded by his armour and she finally pulled back and heaved a light sigh, marked both by satisfaction as well as slight annoyance; a forced agreement to the fact that some things may have to wait till later. "NOW we may go" She grinned widely and entwining her fingers with his, strode forward. It took a second for him to catch up to her - she chuckled realizing that yet again she somehow managed to astonish him. They walked across the bridge, and entered the meadow where all were gathered. The fair Lady who had vanished from her seat during the ceremony to stop the Dark Knight from leaving was coming towards them. Feeling his hand within hers, enchantress smiled thinking how grateful she was for the woman's observant eyes and peculiar magical ability. "Hail dark knight and Enchantress! I am sorry not to introduce myself earlier, but it is good to see that you and Enchantress are coming back, dark knight. My name is Friend. Praytell, what is your name?" Enchantress curtsied to the lady. She began to speak but Friend apologized and quickly ran off on a clearly important errand. Enchantress looked at Barad-dur and shrugged, smiling. The splendid newlyweds were now approaching. Elora was positively resplendent in her wedding gown, and Turin matched his wife's splendour, both with his handsome appearance and his air of nobility. "Great Knight! Fair Lady! It is well that you both came! Though I was only in the shadows at the fine affair last spring, I had noted the flowering between you and had heard much of you both about the land as I wandered. It pleases my and the Lady Elora's hearts that you have come. Please have some refreshment and dance and enjoy!" Enchantress smiled and squeezed her knight's hand tighter as Turin mentioned the spring affair in Mordor. "We would not have missed this glorious event under any circumstances! Congratulations to you both and may Eru's blessing shine upon you with unprecedented strength!" Enchantress wanted to speak longer with the Lady Elora, but the bride excused herself to seek a friend who seemed to be departing. Perhaps later, Enchantress thought. Just as Turin walked off, Friend reappeared again! "Hail again dark knight and Enchantress! Sorry I left so abruptly earlier.As I said before, My name is Friend. Dark knight, what is your name?" Enchantress stepped forward, determined to thank the Lady for her service before she disappeared once again. "Dear Friend, it is I who am at fault. I beg of you to forgive me for the mere silent curtsy I offered you as sign of a greeting. I am Enchantress of Lorien, and my stunning companion - whose departure you have prevented, for which I am eternally grateful to you - is the Dark Knight, Barad-dur. Tell me, dear Lady, do you call yourself a wizardess? Your skill in the art of relocating is astonishing! Enchantress smiled, waiting for a response.

by **Hunter** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 1:40 am

Moving quickly, Naveen took the two wineglasses from the shaking hands of Elora; she was obviously overcome with emotion when she heard Turin’s voice in song. Watching as the awe struck bride turned and made her way through the crowd, Naveen said with a wry grin, “It would have been a shame to stain your beautiful green gown,” as she handed a glass to Harvestar. Glancing down at her own worn, dusty, dark leathers, she dabbed away a few drops that had splashed there. “A little wine will not harm these.” Hunter had managed to wend her way through the crowd and gave Harvestar a quick hug. “It is good to see you here Lady Harvestar, I see you have met my friend Naveen.” Harvestar smiled at Hunter, and lifted her eyes skyward, “The stars are so clear and bright here in Vanalaitaure, I feel as if I could reach out and touch one.” “Naveen, Harvestar’s interest lays in the stars above. She has chosen to make it her life’s work to study them.” Naveen’s own eyes reflected the starlight from above as they widened in delight, for she had caught sight of her dear friend, the Lady Legrace, as she talked arm in arm with her escorts. The dark beauty of Mordor chatted easily with the people she met as the trio strolled along, Elrohir’s dark head bent close to hers, while the other twin, though attentive, appeared more thoughtful. Bending close to Hunter, Naveen told her as she kept her eyes on the trio, “Then I will leave you two to talk of the stars, for I have my eye on other interests.” Then she bid farewell to them both. Shaking her head while she laughed to herself, Hunter watched as with catlike-like grace, Naveen wound her way through the crowd. She honestly didn’t know what to think of her friend sometimes; and this was one of them. Her open and outspoken manner could at times get her in trouble, but it never seemed to bother her. Naveen went through life, enjoying it to the fullest with no regrets and sometimes Hunter envied her in this respect. Turning back to Harvestar, she linked arms with her and they began to stroll along the lawn. “Tell me, if you would Lady Harvestar, some of the names of the stars you see…”

by **Ayslhyn** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 4:25 am

Patsy crawls out of the bushes. His eyeballs resemble red-hot curried marbles "Oo me 'ead...hey where did everyone go....."

by **Genuvere** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 6:46 am

Genuvere was quiet as she sat through the ceremony with Harvestar. She had never thought much of marriage, let alone love since that day so long ago. She seemed so you when the soldier Forinor had left the Inn. Yes, they were going away together, but when the mob descended on the inn, Forinor was called to duty, and when the Inn burned she had made an escape withthe others inside and she didn't see Forinor again until the time she had a journey to make. He appeared in the night at the end of the Ball in the Fields of Rohan, and they had few moments together. Since that day she had put love away in her mind, for she was a shieldmaiden and would not allow herself to be distracted. But now she looked at Arathorn the best man, and he was strikingly familiar as her beloved, but she could see he had eyes for another. But she was determined to have a dance with him this night. As the couple were wed, Genuvere's eyes watered, but never shed a tear, and as they walked by and the people were ushered out, they walked slowly toward the bridge and the reception. Genuvere veered off from the stream of people and stopped to look at the flowers. As the end went by, so to did Genuvere, bypassing the bride and groom to the drinks, and a glass of champaigm she found there waiting and she darnk it quickly, then took another. She milled about the people, talking with Idril and Snowdog, and smiling at the arrival of Arwen who fell into the arms of the Master Baker of Buckland crispycreme. She did suddenly bump into Arathorn as they both went for some champaign and with the startled 'excuse me' s passed, I saw he had two glasses, and they smiled. "I believe I owe you a dance sir as we never did get to at the Harvest Ball." Arathorn smiled and nodded, and agreed to dance later in the evening. As the evening darkened, the fireworks by Darkmagus and Arcados were splendid and awesome! Genuvere had not ever seen pyrotechnics and she watched every bit with awe and the fascination of a child. And the song of Elora brought her to tears, and the song of Turin touched her deep as she felt the love poured forth to each other by the bride and groom. IT must have been contageous as Genuvere could see two in the distance of flickering light who were bonding, and familiar they were too her. It was Lady Enchantress with a Dark Knight, whom Genuvere assumed was Barad-Dur whom had not been seen in many a fortnight. And the announcement of the betrothal of Erenduil and Eowyn Dernhelm, a sister of the Rohirrim to the Elven Lord again touched Genuvere deeply. A sister shieldmaiden finding true love. Would Genuvere ever find true love?? She looked about and saw Elora and Turin locked in embrace, and Enchantress and Baraddur kisssing, and Arwen and crispycreme still wrapped about each other in embrace, and Erenduil and Eowyn up on the table in embrace, and Genuvere smiled and cheered with everyone else. Soon everyone moved to where the cake was......

by **Friend** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 7:36 am

"Glad to meet you,Enchantress of Lorien. So this knight's name is Barad-dur?" Friend asked. "Hail to both of you! I'm glad you both decided to come back." Enchantress then inquired about Friend's peculiar magical ability. "Ah! I call my self not wizardess, but elf. And my magical abilty comes mainly from this ring," she said holding up the hand that held her ring. "It is the Star Ring of Magic, and I come from the Ring of Elements II guild. I mostly use it to move heavy things, or to entertain my companions, but I felt that it was nessecary in Barad-Dur's case." Friend then looked around and noticed Turin and Elora about to cut the cake. "Oh! look they're about to cut the cake! let's move in a little closer, shall we? As I said to Barad-Dur, nobody's leaving until they try the cake!<img src="i/expressions/face-icon-small-happy.gif"border=0>" Friend said, looking at the cake, and then back to Enchantress and Barad-Dur.

by **Finrod_the_Faithful** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 8:29 am

"What gift do you bring, my lady?" Elrohir asked Legrace finally. "Shall you give the same sort of thing that you did to the Lord of the Nazgul?" She looked at him in astonishment, then laughed. "Nay, for would that not be rather dangerous? You know I cannot control my power well enough." "There just seemed to be a huge increase in the number of children conceived that night," said a familiar voice, and Legrace grinned at her friend. "Naveen!" "Is this what your own wedding was like?" "Hardly," laughed the Dark Beauty. "For I was espoused long ago, when there was aught but the Void." Elrohir made his bow first to the leather-clad lady. "It is a pleasure to see you again, Miss Naveen." Then, Elladan bowed and kissed her hand. "And without that masseur fellow who followed you to the last wedding," he added with a devilish glint in his eye.

by **erinhue** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 8:55 am

Erinhue came up to the happy couple wearing the very best of his starbright smiles. He bowed his head momentarily in homage to Turin and took Elora's hand and kissed it lightly. "May your joys be as deep as the ocean And your sorrows as light as its foam May you always have whatever you need And Good Fortune dwell in your home." When he finished speaking he pulled a rectangular package from under the folds of his cloak. He handed it to Elora and stood waiting while she carefully removed the silver wrapping paper and opened the box. Inside was a perfect globe of transparent crystal that seemed to be filled with water. Inside on a raised bower of blossoms stood two figures, Elora and Turin, in their wedding dress and locked in loving embrace. When Elora moved the ball towards Turin for him to get a better look, the sparkling flakes resting on the bottom swirled up with the motion and floated like falling snowflakes all around the exquisite miniature of the wedding couple. Music came from the globe as if by magic and the tune was the same as the song the bard had sung at the ceremony. "My gift, like the song is intended for you both. In the unlikely event that the memory of this day ever grow dim in your minds you have but to shake the globe and the day will come to you as if you lived it still. Bright Blessings and All Good Fortune to you both."

by **Naveen** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 12:29 pm

“And I seem to remember a certain fairy who followed you around that night.” Naveen answered, laughing lightly as she appraised the elven lord bent over her hand. “Or was it you Lord Elrohir? For I must confess that I cannot tell you apart,” she asked innocently, her eyes on his brother. “Both were with the fair maiden,” Legrace smiled. “But it was Elladan who escorted her home that night.” And her eyes rested on Elrohir, shinning at the memory. “Perhaps it is I who will need an escort home tonight.” Naveen grinned impishly; her eyes alight with laughter as Elladan’s eyes widened momentarily, before crinkling with merriment.

by **elora** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 1:03 pm

Elora's eyes widened in delight at Erinhue's gift and words. In return she dropped an elegant curtsy as she could muster and smiled her thanks. Many gifts you bring us this day, Master Bard. First your presence, then your music and now this. Further, t'was at your Harvest Ball that we were betrothed. She gestured at the crystal that was now cradled in Turin's hands. All shall be treasured, and it seems that I have much to repay you for already. Yet, I have the audacity to ask further of you three things. Firstly, enjoy the wine and fare before you. Secondly, dance with the fair Lady Aerin. Lastly, have a piece of cake. It's chocolate, you know, and absolutely sumptuous. Her eyes were merry.

by **erinhue** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 1:34 pm

Dear Lady Elora you have gifted me with your kind words. The offer of the wine will see you twice blessed and thrice endowed with clear good fortune because you know it is lucky to buy a bard a drink." Laughing his rich laugh, Erinhue bowed to them both once more and went to find his lady and the taste of heaven to be found in chocolate cake.

by **elora** » Mon Oct 29, 2001 1:53 pm

Elora watched him depart, before her glance found Turin beside her. I already have all the blessings I could dream of. About them exclaimations of delight could be heard as guests came to understand the depth of Friend's culinary abilities. Friend was establishing a fine reputation for her art with food, and Elora had little doubt that she would find herself much sought after for her skills. She saw Friend enthusiastically encouraging Enchantress and Barad-Dur across to sample the cake, determined that the pair enjoy it as much as she had. Patsy, it seems, had found the ale once more and was overjoyed at the reunion with his long lost companion. Couples danced under a jewelled sky. The Lady Legrace, flanked by the sons of Elrond and Naveen wandered about engaged in some jest, given by the grins on their faces. A master baker and his beau were wrapped in each other their joy. All in all it was a most delightful gathering of unusual people. She had still to thank Snowdog and meet Idril, and she searched the crowd for them.

The Hobbit, The Lord of the Rings, and Tolkien - The One Ring

The wedding of Elora Starsong and Turin Turambar!

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