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King Findaráto Ingoldo Felagund of Nargothrond

Day Two of @arafinwean-week: Finrod

Finrod, King of Nargothrond

I was going to name the snake, but I'm pretty terrible with Elvish of any sort. So name him amongst yourselves.

Something stupid that under the cut that just struck me while I was making it

Every time I draw Bëor, I get a bit more attached to him

Behold, in all his glory, Fishrod. Or Fishdaráto, if you will. A golden betta fishmaid.

You might be asking me: are those tattoos on his ass? Yes. Yes they are. He does, indeed, have ass tattoos of the harp and fuckass torch from his heraldic device. They’d have been a tramp stamp, but I had a migraine and didn’t want to figure out how to work them onto the fish portion of his body.

Not about the torture or the agony they went through, more like gossiping on how much of a peacock he was, strutting around and bragging about how beautiful he is.

If you came across them in the street you’d think they’re talking about one of those overdressed Tirion nobles, but then you hear “I preferred his torture to his speeches because dear Eru those were a whole new level of pain-“

“Heard all of two before being mauled. Definitely preferred the werewolf.”

Celebrimbor sometimes joins these sessions but he’s got the additional years of having known Annatar and it’s therapeutic to talk about how self absorbed he was to people who really understand. Safe to say Maedhros and Finrod sombrely commiserate the kid on dealing with that for centuries.

“How did you two become friends??”

“I think his vanity numbed my brain.”