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[handofsilver]

(Oh how he wishes he could simply write this instead of speaking to the populace directly. But his conscience will not allow him to take the easy way out.)

I wish to apologize profusely for my behavior. (He will not name anyone specifically - and further embarrass them - but his dark head is hanging dejectedly.)

For those who desired an Elvish sword, I have made five. You are welcome to come by the Forge to test them for yourself. I am certain you will not damage them.

(Because he made them and his works last.)

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[handofsilver]

(Celebrimbor will tell anyone who asks that he is a pale shade of his father, though that is not true. He has completed great deeds of his own; deeds that will echo for Ages to come. Yet his guilt weighs him down and his scars - both inside and out - are reminders of how he failed himself, his family and his people.

He gives a faint shake of his head, agreeing with Regis's words.) They have not. It is unfortunate that I can say they are not the worst I have encountered. But they prick at old wounds and leave them open to fester.

Thank you. If I can be of any aid, all you need do is ask.

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[kingslight]

The worst may yet to come. [He warns quite cryptically. Regis knows of deities a little too well.] Stay vigilant and try to keep those you hold dear near.

[He smiles somewhat when the other offers his aid. How chartiable of this man--no, wait. Elf. This fellow is indeed of Elvenkind much like Curufin--Oh.]

Tell me, are you...the son of Curufin?

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[handofsilver]

We mustn't focus on that possibility. (Or it will drive them into insanity. Celebrimbor has already had a taste of that!) I spend my days forging weapons to protect them.

(His eyes widen and he flushes faintly.)

I am. Do you know Atar?