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Staten Island Ferry, Elvish Style! [Video/Action ]

[ Curufin and Margaery Tyrell set sail from the bay of North Island, the same day as he puts the finishing touches on the boat. It is clinker-built (also called lapstrake), which makes the hull flexible, good for sailing turbulent waters. It has a single square-sail (sewn by Margaery), though it also has rowlocks and oars, in the unlikely event of the winds dying. It looks something like this.

It can be crewed by two people, but more would be nice! Give Margaery and Curufin a holler if you want them to come pick you up! Either because you want to come along for the ride and learn something about sailing, or because you need to be ferried to a different island than the one you're on. They'll take you wherever you want to go. Also, call if you want something picked up and delivered to you, or if you just want the sailors to come and visit you. ]

Hello, Hadriel! The ferry's in service.

[ OOC: Either or both Margaery or Curufin will answer! But you can also request one or the other. ]

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I shall. Usually, he just asks me to calm those who are overly excited or angry. It's easier with the excited ones. I've noticed that it tends to make the angry ones angrier.

[she raises an eyebrow]

You do realize that I must ask about it? How can I not, with a lead like that?

[ Maglor laughs ]

I suppose you could consider it... mm, theme naming? But my brothers and I... all our father names have our grandfather's name included. Father and his half-brothers too, although our aunts were at least spared that!

[ Mostly ]

Nothing wrong with that, per se - but it does mean that my poor brother Maedhros' father-name basically means "third Finwe". I suppose we are lucky the rest of us didn't end up being named "fourth Finwe" and so on.

[ Instead, they got named things like Dark Finwe, and Loud Finwe... ]

Oh? Then, what were your aunts named?

[she giggles when she hears about the names]

Lucky indeed! Is keeping one's father's and one's grandfather's names as part of your own a custom in your world? In my world, one has a family name that's passed on through the generations. Is it something like that?

My eldest aunt's name is Findis - it is a combination of my grandfather's and my step-grandmother's names - Finwe, and Indis. But my second aunt, her father-name was Írimë, sometimes called Írien, although she prefers her mother-name, Lalwendë - Lalwen, for short.

[ He shrugs thoughtfully ]

Not specifically. But we are a royal house, and father... had ah... issues with grandfather's second wife. I suspect there is a great deal of... artifice, in our naming. A deliberateness to drive home the fact that he was the eldest son.

[she smiles]

Ah. Like the Targaryens named every other child "Aegon," after Aegon the Conqueror. A reminder of where they come from and where they wanted to go again. There's a great deal of politicking and posturing when it comes to the names of nobility and royalty.

Margaery was the name of the wife of the first Tyrell to be ennobled after the deaths of the Gardiner kings and his heirs. I suppose they hoped I'd also rise above my station.

Sounds familiar. [ He agrees wryly ]

Although I suppose after Maedhros, Father at least made attempts to cater our names to suit us, even if he had to include Grandfather's name somewhere!

Really? [she props her head up and looks on with an expectant expression] So what is your full name. You've never told me.

[ He laughs and sketches a bow to her, formal ]

Makalaure Canafinwe Feanorion, at your service.

[ He grins at her wryly ]

Makalaure is my mother-name - it can be translated variously, but most commonly as Forging Gold, she said as a reference to my musical abilities. Canafinwe is my father-name - and Cano can be translated as Commanding, or Forceful, or even Loud.

[ So yes, his parents essentially named him Plays Music Loud ]

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[and she curtseys back to him, equally formal]

I am pleased to have it.

[and she's gathered that]

Your--your parents named you "Loud Music?" Oh my goodness!

[ His grin is very bashful ]

Well. Maybe?

[she's beaming at him]

That is too adorable. So among your people, everyone knows what your name means?

[ He flushes a little shyly but nods ]

Aye - anyone who speaks Quenya, at any rate! Although Maglor is a terrible approximation, and means nothing in either Sindarin nor Quenya.

And now me as well. And I like the name you use. How did you pick it?

[ The smile is very wry ]

Would you believe we just went with what sounded right? It was politic to change our names to reflect the Sindarin language we were surrounded by. But we were new-come to Beleriand at the time, battle-weary and heartsick and pressed hard by our Enemy. Most of us hurriedly chose what sounded right, and only later as we became fluent did we realise our mistakes. Besides, I refused to be "Canfin".

Oh, dear. Yes, it sounds as though choosing a name would be a low priority compared to what you'd been through. And "Canfin" sounds awful! I'm glad you rejected that.

As am I! I prefer my mother-name, in any case. Most of us did, excepting Curufin.

And here I am with only "Margaery Tyrell" to claim. I suppose it's technically Margaery Baratheon as Baratheon was Tommen's last name, but I choose Tyrell.

The name you chose for yourself is always the better choice!

[ He shrugs wryly ]

Live long enough, and you do tend to accumulate titles and names...

Yes. I was born a Tyrell. I died a Tyrell in my heart. I'm proud of my family, despite our humble origins as mere stewards to the Gardiner kings. We rose to being Lords of the Reach and the Stewards of the South. We grew strong. [her voice increases in pride and her eyes glow with intensity by the end of her mini-speech.

she chuckles]

And yet as I grow older, I seem to be shedding titles!

I am glad. [He smiles to hear her pride ]

Your family sound like a good people. [ It reminds him of Haleth, long ago, proud and fierce and unyielding, who led her people unflinching ]

Nothing wrong with that either - there is something to be said for simplicity!

We were all very loyal to one another. If you slandered one Tyrell, another ten would pop up out of nowhere to defend him. Even my father. Grandmother liked to poke fun at him occasionally, but she wouldn't allow anyone outside the family to do so. [proud and fierce and unyielding. she would like the history books to say something like that about her, but she fears she'll be a mere footnote when the book about the War of the Five Kings is written]

Simplicity, yes. Though, a part of me will still cling to the title of queen until it's no longer possible.

Our family was the same - too close, some would say! But it kept us going, many a time, to know that we were there for each other.

[ He laughs softly ]

Ai! I wish Galadriel was here. She was like you, when she was younger. Always wanted to be a ruler, that one.

I know the feeling. Many times in King's Landing when I felt as though my cheeks ached from smiling all the time and my soul withered as I pretended to be interested in one gruesome thing after another that Joffrey was enamored with, I thought of my family, and that kept me going.

[she smiles at him, a genuine smile]

I wish she were here as well! From what you've said of her, I think we'd be great friends.

[ He grimaces ] I am sorry you had to suffer through that - but glad that you had thoughts of your family to sustain you! Bad kings are always a grief - to nation as well as people! And often hard to depose, too.

She is the very best of us. [ Maglor says fondly ]

She even became a queen, in all but name. But like many, she found the position rather less enthusing than she had thought. I think if you offered her the crown now she would laugh!

My family kept me going. [that and her own ambition to become queen] Joffrey was a terrible king, ignorant and cruel. [she hesitates a moment, biting her lip, then continues] He didn't have to be deposed. Grandmother poisoned him at our wedding feast.

[dryly] I know the feeling all too well. Now I have to meet her somehow.

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