005; Voice (Backdated to the Seventh)

[utulien_aure]

Private to Elfhouse residents + Anakin

Check in, all of you. And Curvo, Kano, you should come home.

[A pause, then] There's something wrong with Maitimo.

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[utulien_aure]

[That gets a snort of laughter out of him, followed by a brief look of surprise. He wasn't really expecting to find something funny at the moment.]

One of my cousins did something like. Celegorm, the next eldest after Maglor- he wandered off one day when we were young and came back with a great reptile from before the Trees were made. His parents made him send it home, though.

[He shakes his head slightly, shaking the old memories off.]

But you were talking about banthas. What happened, then?

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[prophesiedone]

[Banthas are adorable. Of course they are enough to make Fingon laugh!]

He sounds like someone I'd like to know! [It's his turn to chuckle.] Aw, poor guy. That must've been hard for him.

[He can easily imagine himself taking home a baby Bantha. His poor mother would have had to help him return it.]

I went home and my mother never knew anything about it. But, later, I came across one of the Tusken Raiders. [His tone hardens without him realizing.] They were as interesting to me as the Banthas that they rode. He was stuck under a fallen rock. My droid and I helped free him, but his leg was broken. He let us bind it and we stayed the night with him.

In the morning, he was gone - his people had picked him up - and they left us a present: his weapon.

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[utulien_aure]

Celegorm is- [-he starts for a moment, because what Celegorm is is a very awkward subject.

Well. Um... Dying's done wonders for Curufin's personality, maybe it would do the same for Celegorm?] -a handful. Always was. He ended up with a dog, though, so it seems to have worked out in the end.

[He notices the slight shift in tone even through the haze the problem at hand; a slight quizzical frown flits over his face, but the story is more important.]

Weapons often mean a great deal to their wielders. He must have been grateful to have left his with you.