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[handofsilver]

(If anyone saw him around his Forge in the caverns, they will recognize that Celebrimbor, unlike his Elven family, has no trouble walking about half-clad. His muscles are what one might expect of someone who does hard labor - and, now, the suns are giving him a decent tan.

He lifts a large container onto a shelf in one of the temples - it's one of the best places for it, he presumes. Water sloshes about within said container, giving away its contents.)

I'm gathering water. Tainted or not, we will need it for our most basic of needs soon enough. I encourage everyone to find water-tight containers and take what you can find.

(He wipes his brow and grimaces.)

We can go without food much longer than water. We have been through too much to lose one another.

Comments

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor levels him an unimpressed look ]

I can see you starting to peel already.

[handofsilver]

My skin will heal. (He can't help but imagine more of the water evaporating as his skin burns.) Time is limited.

[bythewaves]

[ Maglor snorts, amused ]

Do not come to me and ask me to solve the itching then, little nephew!

[handofsilver]

Would you be so cruel? It would be difficult to reach my back with salve.

[bythewaves]

Which you would not have to, if you wore a shirt!

[handofsilver]

I will fetch one! Must you be so stubborn?

[bythewaves]

When tis my nephew's health is at stake I am!

[handofsilver]

And in no other matters?

[bythewaves]

That depends on the matter in question!